Tomb Raiding: The Bloodline of Dragons and Snakes, Starting from the Kunlun Divine Palace

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"hiss!"

Wang Yueban gasped:

"Damn it, how fast and powerful must that steel blade have been to pierce right into the bronze coffin lid!"

But before Wang Yueban could say anything more, more and more strange "crackling" sounds came from all around the main tomb chamber!

Chapter 251: The Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Techniques

A series of cold glints flashed from the Shoushan stone walls of the main burial chamber!

"Spear, sword, halberd, club, fork, mace, hammer, axe..."

Upon seeing these suddenly appearing ancient weapons, Wang Yueban almost popped his eyes out of their pupils!

"What the hell have I done to deserve this?! Who did I offend?! How could I be treated like this?!"

Before Wang Yueban could lament his tragic experiences in his tomb raiding career, Wu Tianjiao leaped forward in a flash, arriving in front of the two and picking them up from the ground, one in each hand.

His muscles bulged, and a surge of power poured out. Amidst the rapidly stopping tide of weapons, he dodged left and right, and after a dozen breaths, he retreated to a safe distance at the edge of the stone platform in the main burial chamber!

"Thank you... thank you so much, Brother Tian..."

Wang Yueban felt like he had escaped a disaster. If it weren't for Wu Tianjiao's intervention, he probably would have been riddled with holes!

But Wu Tianjiao didn't give Wang Yueban much time to think; his gaze was fixed intently on the bronze coffin.

"Something's not right. The mechanism triggered by the Corpse Fiend Eight Trigrams Formation doesn't seem to be aimed at us! It looks like it should be this bronze coffin in front of us!"

After Wang Yueban steadied herself in the crowd, she looked at the scene before her and subconsciously twitched her lips:

"Hey! I've finally seen the legendary 'Eighteen Burial Soldiers'!"

"Swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, clubs, maces, whips, maces, hammers, claws, halberds, meteor hammers... and even more, all of them! What on earth is inside this bronze coffin that would trigger such traps and mechanisms! What a pity... all the burial goods are now destroyed..."

The moment Wang Yueban's voice fell from his lips!

Immediately afterwards, a muffled thud came from inside the bronze coffin!

"boom!"

The bronze coffin lid, which was three inches thick, was forcibly blasted outwards to create a bulge!

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Jiang Jiaxu, a burly young man in the crowd, subconsciously raised his head and looked at the bronze coffin in front of him with some confusion:

"Brother Tian, ​​what's the deal with the 'Eighteen Burial Soldiers' you mentioned before? What's the direct relationship between them and swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, clubs, maces, whips, maces, hammers, claws, crutches, and meteor hammers?"

Wu Tianjiao's expression was extremely solemn. He reached for his backpack with his elbow and mumbled a brief explanation:

"The name 'Eighteen Burial Weapons' actually originates from the saying of eighteen kinds of weapons in the history of the Great Xia Kingdom! In the era when cold weapons were prevalent, the eighteen kinds of weapons were very famous and had a great reputation!"

Hearing Wu Tianjiao's explanation, the burly, young man Jiang Jiaxu seemed to understand, and a thought flashed through his mind:

"I have heard of the eighteen weapons. Our academy's historical records clearly record eighteen kinds of weapons, including knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, battle-axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, claws, halberds, clubs, lances, cudgels, crutches, and meteor hammers! However, I feel that the order is slightly different from what you mentioned before!"

Hearing the burly young man Jiang Jiaxu's answer, Wu Tianjiao subconsciously rolled his eyes, shrugged helplessly, and retorted:

"Alright, alright! Things aren't as complicated as you think! The weapons in the Qin Empire are all specially made. Besides, your so-called eighteen kinds of weapons are just a term commonly used in the 'opera world,' and they won't be used in actual combat!"

At this point, Wu Tianjiao's expression turned solemn. He stretched out his finger, fixing it on the bronze coffin riddled with holes, and spoke slowly and deliberately:

"This is the tomb of the Qin Empire. The eighteen burial weapons are all sharp blades filled with killing intent. They have been baptized in blood and carry a murderous aura! If you look closely, it is not difficult to discover the hidden secrets within!"

"According to the records I have passed down, the mechanisms in this tomb can be divided into nine long and nine short ones!"

"The nine weapons used in the burial ceremony are: spear, halberd, club, battle-axe, fork, trident, hook, lance, and ring!"

"The nine short weapons used in burial are: knife, sword, crutch, axe, whip, mace, hammer, club, and pestle."

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Master Yuanxin suddenly stepped forward from the crowd, his face gentle, his prayer beads gently twirling in his hand. His gaze fell upon Wu Tianjiao:

“What Brother Tian said is indeed true. I have learned something from this. How could it be that all eighteen burial soldiers in the main tomb chamber were pierced into the bronze coffin?”

"May I suggest that the 'Eighteen Burial Soldiers' in this Corpse Fiend Eight Trigrams Formation are actually used to suppress the 'thing' inside the coffin?"

"Furthermore, this humble monk has heard Wu Tianjiao mention the Dragon-Locking Well! Regarding this 'well,' this humble monk has also heard this explanation: the Earthly Fiend 'Hidden Dragon' transforms into a 'dragon,' which is called 'Walking Dragon.' The Walking Dragon enters the 'sea' and is locked in the deep well!"

"Those who can use the Corpse Fiend Eight Trigrams Formation and the Dragon Locking Well must be proficient in the art of Qimen Dunjia, which includes the methods of the 'Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends'!"

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"What did you say????"

"The Dragon-Locking Well? The Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends?"

Upon hearing Master Yuanxin's description, Wang Yueban's expression changed several times. If there were a mirror in front of him, it wouldn't be hard to see that his expressions were quite interesting!

It's beyond words; it's heavy, worrying, and terrifying!

These emotions were completely etched onto his face! Exceptionally complex and fascinating!

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The burly, young man Jiang Jiaxu, standing to the side, was also startled by the change in the tomb raider's expression. Although this fat guy was usually unreliable and often bullied him, he had never revealed anything on crucial matters! 1.8

But the current situation also puts him under immense pressure.

"Fatty Wang... what... what exactly is going on?"

Wang Yueban felt a tremor run through his entire body. His mouth was dry and slightly open, his expression twisting and shifting unnaturally. Fragments of memories flashed through his mind, and his voice was unusually dry.

"Do you guys remember what I, Fatty, said before? Those born on a red sand day, dying on a black sand day, and buried in a sandstorm will become 'zombies'!"

"I forgot to explain back then that 'Flying Sand Land' is actually what we tomb raiders call a certain type of 'soil' or 'soil quality'! If we follow the current interpretation of the Great Xia Federation, Flying Sand Land is an area where the soil's pH level is extremely unbalanced! And it's not suitable for the growth of organic matter!"

Chapter 252: The Belly-Bellied Cat Passes Through the Coffin, and the Remains Undergo Strange Changes

The burly young man, Jiang Jiaxu, looked puzzled, clearly not understanding what Wang Yueban meant. However, Wu Xie picked up the conversation, looking warily at the bronze coffin with a dent punched in from the inside out, and explained with difficulty:

"This fat man isn't well-educated enough, so don't keep pressing him like that. Let me explain. This situation happens to match what's recorded in a notebook left behind by our family. It's said that after a person dies, there's a certain chance they'll turn into a 'zongzi' (rice dumpling). The book divides these into two categories! The factors that cause a corpse to become a 'zongzi' after death can be roughly divided into two items!"

"A newly deceased body has mutated! Or perhaps, it's been buried for a long time without decaying!"

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With a sharp "smack," the burly young man, Jiang Jiaxu, covered his forehead with one hand and pointed at the crowd with the other.

"Could you be any more colloquial? I'm starting to think you're telling a 'myth' story!"

Wu Xie ignored the other person's reaction and continued to explain on his own:

"In the main tomb chamber of the Qin Empire, the Qimen Dunjia Corpse Fiend Eight Formation Diagram appeared as soon as we entered, and it even adopted another branch, the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends Method! Combining these two factors, and the fact that it is inside a mountain with an abnormal soil structure, this technique is clearly recorded in my notebook. This is the 'Corpse Nourishing Ground'!"

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Wu Xie's voice was hurried. He knew his explanation was a bit convoluted, but in order to prepare everyone mentally, he had to bite the bullet and continue.

No matter how abnormal it may seem, this is the scenario that everyone is about to face. If they don't explain things clearly, some people may react unexpectedly due to their fragile mental state!

"The corpse-raising ground isn't actually that eerie. Let's look at this issue using the common sense of the Great Xia Federation. It's simply that the soil inside this mountain has an extremely unbalanced pH, making it unsuitable for the growth of organic matter, and therefore it won't breed ants, insects, or bacteria!"

"Say one sentence and it's like the effect of 'formaldehyde'!"

"In such a special environment, even if a corpse is buried there for over a hundred years, the muscles and hair will not decompose!"

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Inside the main tomb chamber, everyone's expressions varied. Clearly, under the impact of such a knowledge structure, although Wu Xie had tried his best to explain this extremely illogical phenomenon using everyday life experiences and had achieved some success, the deep-rooted, decades-old ideas of the others were still somewhat rigid.

Wang Yueban looked at the crowd in front of him:

"I believe you have seen in some documents that the hair and nails of some remains continue to grow! This is caused by special geographical environments! Just like what Wang Yueban told you before!"

"This area, with its extremely uneven soil pH, is the perfect place to grow 'zongzi' (sticky rice dumplings)!"

He shook his head helplessly and sighed again after speaking.

"I've done everything I could. No matter what unbelievable things happen, you all need to be on your guard and not panic! The first thing you need to overcome is your own psychological barrier! What you're seeing is just a 'zombie,' don't treat it like some kind of 'fearful legend'!"

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After experiencing so much, the students in the crowd gradually calmed down. The two female students, seemingly led by the burly young man Jiang Jiaxu, shrank behind him and subconsciously sought his protection!

Kong Zhengye, who had been rescued by Wu Tianjiao, stood up again with Duan Tao's help. His expression was complex, and his gaze was fixed on the bronze coffin, which was riddled with holes, not far away.

"Alas... Old Kong, I'm useless... The burial goods are right before my eyes, but I can do nothing about it... I... I'm sorry to those brothers who died..."

As Kong Zhengye spoke, tears began to well up in his eyes. Wang Yueban suppressed the urge to step forward and comfort him. After all, the situation was critical, and if she rashly stepped forward, she might end up with something worse than nothing!

"boom!"

Another muffled thud came from inside the bronze coffin!

The crowd looked extremely grim, and no one seemed inclined to delve deeper into what was going on.

"Well... Wang Yueban... why don't we hurry up and leave? Besides, the main tomb chamber was dark and visibility was low before, but now, as you said, the Corpse Fiend Eight Trigrams Formation has been fully activated! The eerie green flames have almost illuminated the entire main tomb chamber! Look, that's the 'tomb raider' tunnel' you dug before. Let's leave quickly!"

"Staying here is practically suicide. If the contents of the coffin are completely 'released,' we're finished!"

The burly young man, Jiang Jiaxu, with a camera slung over his shoulder, stepped back slightly. Although he was surrounded by enemies and ambushes, there was also opportunity in the danger. Before the eerie green flames died down, he planned to lead the remaining female students from the academy to escape the scene as quickly as possible, if... Wang Yueban disagreed!

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