Urban Evil Suppression: Incorporating the Stone Hard Template

Ling Feng turned his gaze away from the stone wall relief and prepared to go to the high platform in front to find Chang Sheng's coffin.

Since the Qilin Jade was buried with someone else, the only option left is to raise the coffin and make a fortune!

Having lived two lives, this is the first time I've done something so thrilling.

Ling Fengguang felt a little excited just thinking about it, but then he suppressed all his thoughts.

Following the white jade passageway of the underground palace, head straight to the end of the palace.

However, as the distance between them closed, Ling Feng felt a slight unease in his heart.

His pace slowed down unconsciously, and he brought his mental perception to its fullest potential.

In just a moment, he sensed the source of this discomfort.

It came from ahead... from the white jade altar at the end of the palace!

This made him feel terrible. What was on the white jade altar?

That's the spot where Chang Sheng's coffin was placed, so why did I suddenly have this feeling?

Ling Feng immediately stopped in his tracks, his face growing increasingly grim.

With the help of the cold white light emitted by the luminous pearls on the dome,

He stood still and carefully observed the layout of the entire palace once again.

"No, the yin energy beneath this underground palace... seems to be problematic?"

Ling Feng muttered to himself and casually took out the feng shui compass from his spatial ring.

The compass needle was swinging wildly from side to side, making it impossible to determine the direction.

Furthermore, the bronze patterns engraved on the plate emitted a dim red light, foreshadowing misfortune!

"How can coldness and heat appear at the same time? And... a trace of metal?"

After comparing them, his brows furrowed even more.

Especially that wisp of golden energy... where did it come from? It made him very suspicious.

In just a moment, his eyes lit up and he guessed the answer: Qilin Jade?

That's right... it's Qilin Jade! It's the essence of the dragon vein.

"But how can this wisp of golden energy be so violent? This feeling... ugh... could I really be this unlucky?"

Ling Feng had a bad feeling. Who was in charge of arranging Chang Sheng's underground mausoleum?

Does this person have a grudge against him? Or... does he have some other motive?

As for the geological changes over the past few hundred years, Ling Feng didn't consider them at all.

If he's not mistaken, there must be something wrong with Chang Sheng's corpse in the coffin!

There is a very high probability that a severe case of corpse transformation has occurred!

This situation is generally not caused by geological changes that alter the layout of the coffin.

The presence of that trace of violent golden energy, in particular, made Ling Feng very uneasy!

……

Ling Feng put away the compass and continued walking towards the white jade altar.

He now wants to confirm one more thing: whether it was caused by human factors, which will be clear at a glance!

As they drew closer to the altar, a gilded bronze coffin came into view:

"A suspended coffin!"

Ling Feng stopped again, his pupils contracted sharply, and he couldn't help but let out a low shout.

There's no need to confirm anything further; the matter is already clear.

What kind of proper coffin would be suspended in mid-air? Especially a bronze coffin paired with black iron chains?

It's obvious at a glance that someone doesn't want General Chang to have an easy time!

Otherwise, they wouldn't have used this tomb layout, specifically designed to imprison fierce corpses, to refine them!

Things are getting more and more complicated. Just when one doubt has been resolved, a new problem arises.

Ling Feng took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and then stepped onto the white jade altar.

As he drew closer to the platform, he finally sensed the interior of the coffin.

The wisps of corpse energy leaking outwards, mixed with the golden energy of the dragon vein, continued to surge outwards.

"Snap—!"

"Thump—!"

Before he could even step onto the last step, the gilded bronze coffin suddenly trembled.

A fierce and tyrannical aura emanated from the coffin and spread throughout the entire palace.

Ling Feng frowned, but ignored him and stepped onto the last step.

"Just as I expected!"

Looking around, on the white jade altar, apart from the suspended bronze coffin,

There are also hundreds of coffins, arranged in a peculiar way, guarding the bronze coffin above!

Ling Feng observed for a while and immediately discerned the layout of the tomb—the Heavenly Star Hanging Coffin!

Using the method of reversing runes, it was forcibly transformed into a living corpse-refining array!

The placement of these hundreds of coffins was designed according to the positions of the twenty-eight constellations in the celestial sphere.

It uses the resentment and malevolent energy of those who are buried alive with the deceased as nourishment.

The seven black iron chains binding the bronze coffin supplied nourishment to Chang Sheng's body!

Over three hundred years, Ling Feng truly couldn't imagine what kind of creature would have grown up here.

In particular, inside this coffin, there was also a dragon vein treasure, the Qilin Jade, which was used to nourish the corpse.

Ling Feng did not rush to open the coffin, but only lingered for a short while.

He then leisurely left the altar, not wanting to be bothered by what was inside.

Now that he knew how terrifying it was, he felt it was necessary to leave it to the vampires to activate.

Who knows... it might bring them a different kind of surprise!

As for the Qilin Jade in the coffin? Ling Feng wasn't in a hurry at all; it wouldn't be lost anyway!

If he wasn't mistaken, he would have to get past "Chang Sheng" to obtain the Qilin Jade.

……

Ling Feng descended from the white jade altar and quickly found a secluded spot in the palace to hide himself.

To prevent Zhao Hongshan and his group from being reckless and carelessly trespassing into this underground palace,

Still not entirely reassured, he took out his encrypted communicator and dialed the other party's number.

After two beeps, Zhao Hongshan's voice came through the receiver.

"Hey, Ling Feng? Are you safe now?"

"Nonsense!" Ling Feng was immediately speechless upon hearing this.

Can't we just hope he's doing well? All we think about is him getting into trouble?

"You didn't come in, did you?"

"No... we're all waiting outside for the main force of the vampires to arrive."

Zhao Hongshan suppressed his voice, not daring to speak too loudly: "What's the situation on your end right now?"

"It's a long story for me!" Ling Feng switched the communicator to his other hand.

He then lit a cigarette and began to recount the discoveries made in the underground palace.

When he mentioned the reliefs, Zhao Hongshan didn't react much.

But when he mentioned the underground palace and the transformation of Chang Sheng's corpse into a zombie,

On the other side, Zhao Hongshan couldn't help but gasp:

"Ling Feng, based on your experience, once Chang Sheng's corpse rises..."

What level of zombie could it be? Could it be another flying zombie?

"That's definitely not the case!"

"That's good……"

"At the very least, it's a golden-armored corpse!"

"..."