Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

The Zhang family member had the most abnormal constitution and was also the fastest to regain consciousness among all of them.

Zhang Haike blinked hard, still somewhat dazed as he regained consciousness: "What just happened to us?"

"Damn it, who's playing 'Qinghai-Tibet Plateau'? Have I been chosen by fate to travel through time too?" Zhang Haiyan was confused, but his words were still nonsensical.

Zhang Qianjun squatted on the ground, pounding his head with his fist: "Ouch, why does my head hurt so much? It feels like it's going to explode."

"I remember we were surrounded by bugs, weren't we?" Zhang Rishan frowned.

"Duck... Pear, look, I see stars everywhere, they're so beautiful, I have to pick them and show them to Mingchao."

Su Wan was half-awake and mistook the "stars" for real stars, subconsciously reaching out to try and pluck them.

He lunged forward, but Li Chu nimbly dodged him. He was terribly dizzy, but still managed to grumble at Su Wan, "He's just past his prime, you idiot!"

"Oh...so you were dizzy. Why didn't you say so earlier?" Su Wan lowered his hands, looking quite disappointed.

"No, no, no!" The man in the vest beside them waved his hands frantically. "Don't mention the word 'dizzy' now! I can't take it anymore, I'm going to vomit—"

"Hey! If you want to spit, spit on someone else, not on me, it's disgusting." Hordorff's face darkened, and he pushed Luo Que aside.

Luo Que: ? Are you being polite?

On one side was the mesmerizing sound of insects flapping their wings, and on the other side was high-decibel music, as if two invisible hands were pulling at everyone's minds.

If the brain can't process the information, it will start generating all sorts of errors, thinking that the body is poisoned, and then it will issue a command to induce vomiting.

"The Ming Dynasty cannot continue like this."

The voice of Zhang Haixia echoed in Shen Mingchao's mind after a long time.

The space could block out outside sounds, and Zhang Haixia, Wang Can, and the others gradually woke up after a short time inside. Through Shen Mingchao's perspective, they also figured out the cause and effect.

Shen Mingchao's so-called magical clash, though seemingly bizarre, was surprisingly effective.

But this is not a long-term solution.

They weren't idle in the space either, rummaging through a pile of hoarding items and pulling out dozens of pairs of headphones.

Xie Yuchen: "In the Ming Dynasty, headphones were already connected to Bluetooth. If we go out and put them on them, it will at least reduce the impact of the sound."

Shen Mingchao didn't hesitate: "Okay."

Witnessing the reactions of everyone present, she feared that if things continued like this, their brains would overheat and burn out.

After the people from the space came out, they looked at each other. Black Bear smiled coldly: "Mingchao, you can do your thing. I'll have the mute and I deal with that guy. I've had my eye on him for a long time."

Zhang Qilin didn't speak, but silently gripped the hilt of his knife.

The two men dashed off like arrows, and Shen Mingchao, sword in hand, strode after them.

Count me in.

In the past, her strength was weak, and it was good enough if she could protect herself and not cause trouble or hold them back. Now things are different, and she now has the strength to fight alongside them.

Let's have a good, good fight!

Shen Mingchao spun sideways, his curved blade gleaming coldly, aimed directly at Wang Zhi's face.

Zhang Qilin wielded the Black Gold Ancient Blade, his movements nimble and sharp, each strike carrying an overwhelming force capable of destroying everything in its path.

Black Bear's movements were unpredictable and seemingly casual, yet his attacks were as fast as lightning, firmly restraining his opponent.

Faced with the attack of three people, Wang Zhi not only did not dodge, but also took the initiative to meet them.

[So what if I'm out of control? He granted me unparalleled power and immortality; you are no match for me!]

A sinister smile appeared on Wang Zhi's face. Dressed in black robes, his movements were unpredictable, appearing and disappearing like a ghost.

Black Bear scoffed, "Him? Supreme power? Immortality? Have you lost your mind?"

"I think he's having a fit of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome)." Shen Mingchao rolled his eyes, his sword thrusting ever closer.

Wang Zhi sneered: "Heh! Let's see how long you can keep up your stubbornness."

Zhang Qilin silently swung his sword once more.

After several rounds of fierce fighting, Shen Mingchao's breathing became heavy, and his hair gradually became wet with sweat.

Logically speaking, since she had killed Wang Zhi's double before, she should have a good chance of winning even against the real Wang Zhi.

However, despite the three men's relentless attacks, Wang Zhi only suffered minor superficial injuries.

She wiped the sweat from her face and had to admit that the real person was indeed much more difficult to deal with than the substitute.

"Something's not right!" Black Bear suddenly spoke up, the nonchalance in his eyes fading. "His knife wounds are healing!"

Wang Zhi raised an eyebrow smugly.

"Finally found out? Still being stubborn? Don't waste your energy, you can't kill me."

The three men's faces darkened.

The reality is clear: that claim of immortality may not be just a false and harsh statement.

"Is this guy really using an invincible cheat?" Shen Mingchao said this on the surface, but remained skeptical in his heart.

In her mind, invincibility only exists in the virtual world, and nothing invincible can exist in the real world; everything has weaknesses.

This is an unchanging law of the world.

So she quickly denied it: "No, I don't believe anyone can be invincible. He must have a weakness, we just haven't found it yet."

"Hmm~~" Hei Xiazi nodded in agreement: "Ming Dynasty, our thoughts coincide."

Zhang Qilan didn't say anything, but showed his attitude through his actions.

The young man remained silent, only sharpening his knife, ready to strike the enemy.

Wang Zhi sneered: "You won't shed a tear until you see the coffin! Fine, since you can't escape anyway, you can all stay here as insect food."

Swords clashed and spears flashed across the open ground.

The others on the periphery observed the battle and waited for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack while Wang Zhi was distracted.

Just then, in a secluded corner outside the battle, a person collapsed to the ground without warning.

He vomited a mouthful of blood with a "pfft".

The commotion startled Su Wan, who was closest to him and watching the battle intently.

Out of camaraderie, he quickly bent down and helped the person up, saying, "No, no one attacked you here."

Qi Qiu shook his head, looking listless. Supporting his body, which was limp from the backlash, he grabbed Su Wan's sleeve and revealed the key information he had calculated.

"The neck, the Wangzhi's weak point is its neck!"

Su Wan's eyes widened, realizing the seriousness of the situation, and he quickly repeated Qi Qiu's words at the top of his lungs.

This was terrible for everyone wearing headphones.

Well, this blind grave doesn't strain the eyes, but it strains the ears.

But most people didn't have time to worry about such a small matter. Knowing the weakness gave them an anchor point for their attack, and the long-stalemate finally took a turn for the better.

"His weakness is his neck, isn't it?" The fat man's eyes flashed with malice. He waved his hand, "Come on, let's all attack together! There are so many of us, I don't believe we can't wear him down! Little Brother, Blackie, Mingchao, just keep aiming for his neck!"