The poor girl from the 1970s was forced to kiss by the damp educated youth.

As Chen Zhi lifted the last person out of the pool, the ground suddenly trembled.

"The tomb owner is furious!" The master's expression changed.

Chen Zhi looked up and saw the largest coffin trembling, the iron chains and cords clanging together, and a dense yin energy emanating from the coffin, surging toward the kneeling corpse on the ground.

What are we supposed to do?

Chen Zhi heard the sound of warhorses neighing. She was surprised. There were horses here?

"Look over there!"

"What is that?"

"Golden spears and iron horses, black armor—could that be an ancient general?"

Chen Zhi turned her head and saw "one man and one horse" rushing towards her at a speed that was frightening.

"Chen Zhi, watch out!"

The silver spear swept past Chen Zhi's eyes. Her pupils contracted, and she only had time to lean back, narrowly avoiding the attack.

So strong!

This thing is only a skeleton, yet it's still so powerful. How strong must it have been in life?

Chen Zhi was alarmed.

"They're alive! These corpses are alive!"

The kneeling corpses all stood up, their empty eyes "looking" at the people present.

"Master, what should we do?" Mr. Tang panicked.

"The exit is blocked. We're doomed. We can't get out." The escapee looked ashen.

"Everyone gathered together, pulled the red thread, and tied them together."

Red thread tied copper coins, their tinkling sound echoing through the cemetery.

The masters' peach wood swords slashed at the corpse, producing a piercing sound.

"Burn them with talismans!"

The talisman landed on the corpse, and a fire suddenly broke out.

"it works!"

Everyone was pleasantly surprised.

However, the number of talismans was limited, and they were used up after burning only about twenty corpses.

"Too many corpses!"

"I'll go clear the way."

"The restriction will not be lifted until the ritual is completed."

"What should we do then?"

"We have no choice but to fight. It's either them or us who die."

"Don't be afraid, everyone. Just treat them like living people. You might not know how to fight ghosts, but you must know how to fight people, right?"

"If you want to survive, you have to wipe out all these corpses."

Hearing this, the people at the scene were filled with despair, yet they also fought back fiercely. They were all going to die anyway, so who was afraid of these bones?

Let's give it our all!

Chen Zhi was chased all over the place. This ghost general was really powerful, with exquisite marksmanship. She was unarmed and dared not fight him head-on. She could only rush into the skeleton horde, grabbing a skeleton every now and then and throwing it at the people on horseback.

"Chen Zhi, save me!"

Feng Ruyu held Jiang You tightly, his legs held firmly by the corpse, which pushed him toward the pool.

Yang Hong fared even worse; he was holding onto an unconscious person with one hand, yet he was still lifted up by the corpses and was about to be thrown into the pool.

The music and chanting grew increasingly urgent, as if urging something on.

It seems the tomb owner has no intention of stopping.

"Once the sacrifice begins, it will not stop," the master holding the peach wood sword said in a deep voice. "If we cannot escape, I'm afraid we will all become sacrifices."

Chen Zhi couldn't escape. "If the music had stopped and we hadn't entered the pool, would we still be alright?"

"No," another voice answered her. It was a female master. "As long as the tomb owner considers us to be his offerings, he can enjoy us on the altar. Look at the patterns under your feet; they are the altar."

Chen Zhi's expression changed, and she looked down at the ground, where she indeed saw the flame patterns.

"What will happen if I become a sacrifice?" This is what Chen Zhi is worried about.

"It will be subject to control."

Being controlled, that is, being unable to resist, is the most terrifying thing.

Therefore, the music must not stop.

The altar's patterns were about to light up completely, and they didn't have much time left.

Chen Zhi suddenly stopped, and when the spear swung at her again, she didn't dodge, but caught it and snatched it away!

A surge of energy flowed into the silver spear. Chen Zhi gripped the spear and plunged it into the warhorse, piercing it through.

The silver spear sent the warhorse flying, smashing through a pile of corpses.

The remaining general was also killed by Chen Zhi with a single shot.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, you should rest in peace."

Her small, cold face was solemn.

The music became more urgent.

As the altar patterns were about to light up completely, everyone looked terrified, with only one thought in their minds: they were going to die!

Chen Zhi sneered and plunged the silver spear into the ground. The hard marble floor shattered instantly, and the patterns on it broke as well.

"this?"

"This actually works?"

The masters were dumbfounded.

Chen Zhi ignored everything and picked up and smashed the marble floorboards one by one.

Wherever the silver spear went, rubble was scattered everywhere.

Once Chen Zhi had destroyed all the patterns on the ground, the music and chanting stopped.

The corpses also stopped.

Everything seemed to be over.

Chen Zhi held the silver spear, breathing slightly heavily.

No one spoke; they stared at her in horror.

Those who had mocked Chen Zhi now had complicated expressions, burying their faces in their collars, praying that Chen Zhi wouldn't remember them and wouldn't hold a grudge later.

"Is it over?" Chen Zhi asked.

The masters looked at each other, puzzled. They didn't know either.

Chen Zhi didn't get a reply, so she said, "Let's go out first."

She still felt uneasy; her intuition told her it wasn't that simple.

However, they soon discovered that the exit was still blocked and they couldn't get out.

"Let's try together and see if we can break it!"

The masters struck the barrier with their combined strength, but the barrier only twitched and remained unharmed.

"Young friend, why don't you give it a try?" one of them said to Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhi was still holding the silver spear. Upon hearing this, she channeled her power into the spear and slashed down fiercely.

The barrier twisted for a moment, but it remained intact.

Chen Zhi's face darkened. She had used eight-tenths of her strength in this attack, but the barrier was completely unharmed.

"What is this?" she asked.

"I suspect it's some kind of large-scale Yin formation, but that's all I know."

"Is there no other way besides brute force?" Chen Zhi frowned, recalling the array formations he had memorized during this time, but it seemed that none of them were related to Yin arrays.

Are these people destined to be trapped and die here?

As time went by, everyone became increasingly impatient.

Several masters looked around, trying to find a way to break the Yin Formation.

Chen Zhi was also searching around, but her knowledge was too shallow, and she couldn't see anything. She didn't know if it was her imagination, but she always felt that something was watching her.

What is it?

She couldn't find it.

Glug!

Yang Hong's stomach rumbled.

"I have some candy with me, here you go." Feng Ruyu handed two candies to Yang Hong, who took them but looked at Chen Zhi.

"Chen Zhi also has it."

Feng Ruyu also handed two to Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhi didn't stand on ceremony; she took the candy, peeled off the wrapper, and stuffed it all into her mouth.

"When will Jiang You and the others wake up?" Feng Ruyu gently patted Jiang You's pale face, but received no response.

Chen Zhi didn't know either.

"His body temperature is very low. Is he suffering from hypothermia?" Feng Ruyu asked worriedly. Once hypothermia occurs, death can occur in as little as an hour or as long as more than ten hours.

This is no small matter.

"I'll try again."

Chen Zhi turned and walked towards the exit.

This time, she put down her silver spear, focused her strength on her fist, and punched the barrier again and again.

The sounds of thuds echoed, striking everyone's hearts.

Gradually, everyone gathered around, their gazes falling on this slender, frail figure—eager, admiring, and full of expectation...

Chen Zhi seemed tireless. At first, her punches weren't very fast, and everyone could still see the shadows of her fists. Gradually, her punches became faster and faster, so fast that they could only see blurry images, and even the sounds overlapped, making them uncountable.

Amazing!

Everyone was amazed.

"Who is she?" a master asked curiously.

The others shook their heads; they didn't know either.

"What kind of person can teach such a disciple?"

"Could he be a disciple of an ancient martial arts family?"

"So young, yet so skilled, he can be called a genius. Even though ancient martial arts have declined in recent years, we should still have heard of such a genius."

"Those people have all gone into seclusion; there's been no news of them for the past ten years or so."

"If you're really curious, you can ask in a bit."

"Hey, look, isn't there a small opening?"

"That's right, a small opening was smashed open!"

"She actually did it!"

"Everyone, stop standing there and go help!"

Chen Zhi used her brute strength to smash out an exit.

She stood there, her hands bracing against the barrier to prevent it from closing. "You all need to get out quickly."

Her voice trembled slightly, indicating that she had used a great deal of strength.

The others dared not delay.

The first person to go out was Feng Ruyu, who was holding Jiang You, followed by Yang Hong.

The two went out but didn't go far; they waited for Chen Zhi on the side.

Chen Zhi glanced at them but didn't say anything; every extra word she uttered would take a lot of her energy.

Everyone rushed to grab it, but Chen Zhi glanced at them and they immediately quieted down and dared not move.

"Line up and hurry up," a master said.

The others did the same.

Five minutes passed, and everyone came out. Chen Zhi was also at her limit.

"Young friend, we'll lend you a hand," the female master said.

Chen Zhi blinked and agreed.

The next second, the female master grabbed Chen Zhi's waist, while the others grabbed her hands.

"I'll say one, two, three, and everyone pull together."

"it is good."

"Now I'll start counting, one, two, push!"

A tearing pain shot through Chen Zhi's body, and her face paled.

She didn't move, as if she were firmly stuck inside.

"That won't do!"

"How could this be?"

"...Could it be that the tomb owner wants to keep her here?"

The expressions of the masters became complicated.

"Why did the tomb owner leave her behind? Masters, please think of a solution!" Yang Hong's eyes reddened, and he looked like he was about to cry.

"Yes, masters, please think of something. She saved everyone, we can't leave her here." Feng Ruyu wished she could kneel down before these masters.

The masters shook their heads, looking helpless. "The tomb owner wants to keep the person here; there's nothing we can do."

With their level of cultivation, they were no match for the tomb owner.

"Anyone who wants to keep me here, let's see who dares!"