I, a cultivator, have ended up in the world of tomb raiding.

"Upgraded?"

Li Yue was slightly surprised, but even more delighted that there were rewards for upgrading his panel.

A sword.

I finally have a magical artifact again.

Looking at those Yuan Dynasty weapons, he also missed his own sword a little.

However, since this ring was not a magic artifact with a grade that could not possibly exist in the cultivation world, he gave up on that idea.

He was thinking of going out to "borrow" a few long guns from Luo Laowai.

I never expected to receive a sword as a reward so soon.

I wonder what its condition will be.

However, now was not the right time for research. Suppressing his excitement, he did not immediately check the panel, but instead turned and went outside.

My gaze swept across the area in front of me, and I saw that right outside the palace gates was a garden courtyard.

The artificial hills are stacked and arranged in a staggered manner, imitating real landscapes, and it is clear that this was once a garden of a palace.

However, these artificial rock gardens also harbor poisonous substances.

Startled by their commotion, colorful poisonous insects swarmed out from the crevices of the rocks and tree roots, their numbers no less than those inside the hall.

With no way to retreat in either direction, they could only go up... Li Yue looked at the cliffs on both sides and found the precipice where they had come down.

He immediately leaped up with a light touch of his toes.

At this moment, inside the underground palace, Chen Yulou stood upright under the beam, supported by a footrest.

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With another forceful lift of the massive beam, he took the opportunity to push aside the mute Kunlun Moller, and with a powerful pull to the side, barely managed to drag him away from under the beam.

But this pull had far-reaching consequences; the horizontal beam that had been forcibly held up lost its support and immediately emitted a teeth-grinding cracking sound.

The entire double-eaved hip-roofed hall trembled, and tiles and debris fell down incessantly, showing signs of disintegration and collapse.

"Hurry up!" Chen Yulou shouted, grabbing Kunlun, who was still panting heavily, and leaped out of the palace gate.

Several members of the Unloading Ridge bandits were guarding the corridor outside the door. Seeing the two of them emerge, their anxiety subsided slightly.

Then Chen Yulou raised his hand and gestured towards the inside of the hall, shouting sharply, "Burn! Light the fire!"

Those men were all veterans who had followed him through thick and thin for many years. They understood immediately and swung their lanterns at the vermilion pillars inside the hall.

The porcelain lamp shattered with a crash, and the burning embers mixed with kerosene dripped onto the rotten wooden beams and pillars.

The already dry and flammable wood of the palace ignited as soon as it came into contact with fire, and a cluster of flames instantly shot up, with tongues of fire and thick smoke engulfing the palace.

The poisonous insects that were still swarming in frantically were scorched by the fire, immediately emitting a series of sizzling sounds and a foul odor spreading out.

Taking advantage of the fire's brief respite from the poisonous insects, Blind Chen quickly helped Kunlun Moller up and looked him over: "Kunlun! How are you? Are you injured?"

Kunlun Mole had just managed to hold up a wooden beam several arm spans thick, but now even his fiercest courage couldn't hold on any longer. His face was as pale as paper, and he looked extremely weak.

He opened his mouth, then suddenly bent over and vomited a mouthful of blood, finally releasing the pent-up frustration in his chest.

He then waved his large, fan-like hand at Chen Yulou, and hummed twice in a deep voice, indicating that he wouldn't die.

The young woman covered her mouth and nose, took two steps back, looked around, and frowned.

"Hey, once the fire starts, even the poisonous creatures hiding in the crevices of the artificial rockery outside will be startled out!"

Chen Yulou then looked up. At this moment, the fire inside the hall was raging, and the heat was intense, which startled the poisonous insects hiding in the crevices of the artificial rocks and the roots of the ancient trees, causing them to swarm out.

Colorful centipedes, geckos, and poisonous spiders crawled all over the ground, their rustling sounds sending chills down one's spine and making it impossible to move forward or backward.

"Poisonous insects everywhere! This godforsaken place deserves to be extinct!"

One of the thieves, in desperation, started cursing and firing wildly at the poisonous insects with his gun, but to no avail.

Chen Yulou frowned, his gaze sweeping over his surroundings, and immediately made a hand gesture:

"Don't waste time! Climb back up the cliff top of the palace the same way you came!"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked up, but upon seeing the three or four zhang high, smooth, and unattached palace wall, they all deflated.

Although they are skilled at some head flips, it is absolutely impossible for them to do such a high jump with their bare hands.

Several centipede-shaped mountain ladders were left on the roof of the hall, and they were now frantically pacing around, but had no idea what to do.

Just at this critical moment, a sound of bamboo ladders scraping against the rock wall suddenly came from above.

Then they saw a centipede-shaped ladder being thrown down from above, with the bottom of the ladder landing right at their feet.

The bandits were both surprised and delighted. They all looked up and saw a figure standing on the edge of the cliff at the top of the palace. It was Li Yue, who had been at the forefront just now.

In the chaos just now, no one paid attention to where he went. Unexpectedly, he climbed to the top of the ancient temple alone and got a ladder to help him.

"It's Brother Li! There's always a way out!" Chen Yulou was overjoyed.

Everyone looked up in astonishment at how Li Yue had managed to climb onto the three-zhang-high rooftop.

Even seasoned climbers who had practiced climbing for years had nowhere to start, yet he managed to climb up all by himself in such a short time.

But there was no time to say more. This underground palace was extremely yin and poisonous. The fire was spreading faster and faster, and poisonous insects were everywhere. Staying there for even a moment would mean an increase in the risk of death.

"Hurry up and get on the ladder! Don't dawdle!" he shouted, gesturing for everyone to go up.

The survivors grasped at this lifeline, and dared not delay even for a moment.

They scrambled to climb the centipede-shaped ladder, then fled in panic as if their tails were on fire, wishing they had more legs.

Upon reaching the top of the hall, there was no time for further pleasantries. The group stretched out bamboo ladders and quickly climbed up the cliff face.

The mute Kunlun Mole was as strong as an iron tower, but he climbed with the agility of an ape. He gripped the rock crevices and ladders with his hands and feet, protecting Chen Yulou's side as steadily as a rock.

The young woman in red moved nimbly, her clothes fluttering as she climbed the ladder, her beautiful eyes fixed on the movements above and below.

As the white mist thinned, soft sunlight filtered down from the cliff top.

Just four or five zhang away from the exit at the summit, an unexpected event occurred.

One of the Xieling brothers caught a glimpse of a red Ganoderma lucidum the size of a large bowl growing in a crevice in the bluestone beside him. Its cap was bright red like blood, making it particularly eye-catching on the cliff.

His heart leaped with joy, assuming it was a rare treasure, and without a second thought, he reached out to pluck it: "Good heavens, this Ganoderma lucidum is worth a fortune!"

Unexpectedly, the moment the fingertip touched the cap of the Ganoderma lucidum, the crimson Ganoderma lucidum shattered into a cloud of bright red dust as if in a dream, and drifted away in front of me.

Caught off guard, the man froze in shock, instinctively leaning back to dodge, completely forgetting that he was on a sheer cliff.

He slipped and fell off the bamboo ladder, plummeting towards the valley floor where clouds and mist swirled.

His companion behind him hurriedly reached out to grab it, but only managed to grab a corner of his clothes.

A piercing scream pierced through the white mist and echoed for a long time in the empty valley.

Everyone looked down and saw the clouds surging beneath their feet, their depths unfathomable.

Even these hardened bandits, who had lived on the edge of death, were now pale, their hands and feet trembling, and even their calves were shaking uncontrollably. They dared not look down into the valley again.

Chen Yulou's face was grim. He glanced at the strange herbs and vines around him and said in a deep voice:

"Be careful, everyone! This valley is infested with poisonous mirages that seep into your bones. Any rare or exotic flowers and herbs have long since withered and become poisonous, existing only in form. Stay away from them!"

The thieves naturally nodded in agreement, gripping the ladder bars tightly with lingering fear, no longer daring to look at other objects.

Only Li Yue glanced down at the direction the person had fallen, his brows furrowing suddenly.

The white mist at the bottom of the valley faintly tinged with an eerie dark red.

Hong noticed his unusual expression and asked, "Li Yue, what are you looking at?"

Li Yue glanced at the crowd, then looked up at the cliff top so close at hand. His expression was grave, and his speech quickened slightly:

"Something's coming up from down there, let's go!"