Tomb raiding: Those who achieve immortality all have tattoos.

Xie Yuchen instinctively sensed something was wrong! He immediately got up and rushed towards the high platform.

Zhang Qishan and Zhang Rishan were only a little slower.

It also rushed towards the high platform.

This left Wu Erbai, Wu Sansheng, Xie Lianhuan, Zhang Longban and the other members of the Zhang family, the Northern faction, and the remaining foreign forces all stunned.

By the time they realized what was happening...

All they could see was a faint black light, the nature of which was unclear, appearing above Chen Yan's head.

Because Chen Yan's partner had set up the lighting, it was clear that it was a ball of black light, with a club-like object in the middle.

But that's all we can see.

That's all you can see.

Chen Yan suddenly called out, "Ninth Brother!"

Old Nine, with his short legs, rushed towards Chen Yan and clung to him. Tiger and his men quickly grabbed the people on the nearby platform and threw them off.

Zhang Qiling and Hei Xiazi tried to rush forward, but as soon as they moved, they were immediately targeted.

Because of Chen Yan's series of actions before the sacrifice began, they had already retreated to the edge because the staff needed to put things away.

Chen Yan was in the very center.

Therefore, it's truly impossible to get through this situation in a short time.

Chen Yan's men blocked them as if they were risking their lives.

They have to be knocked unconscious if they want to get close.

But the object in mid-air didn't give them time.

A beam of azure light enveloped Chen Yan, Lao Jiu, Meng Hu, and the group of men surrounding them.

Suddenly, a very bright light shone around them.

After the light disappeared, the group of them vanished from the spot.

Disappeared!

"Chen Yan!"

Wu Xie tried to step forward in disbelief, but his companions blocked them from doing so.

Meanwhile, a large group of people appeared in the corner at some unknown time.

The person leading the group was a girl.

Sofia.

She was followed by a group of people.

The number of people far exceeds the number of living people currently here.

Li Tian stepped forward from somewhere and said to everyone, "Everyone, the journey to immortality ends here."

"Now, if you don't want to die here, please do as we say and have a chat with our people."

The Second Great Mausoleum in the World.

Nobody knew what was going on.

What exactly happened?

Where did Chen Yan and his group go next?

Was that blinding light coming from that club-like thing? What exactly is that thing?

Where are the ancient gods we were promised?

Where have the ancient gods gone?

No one answered.

No matter how many questions they had, no one answered them.

Liu Shen stared dumbfounded at the center of the platform, then suddenly seemed to go mad, desperately trying to rush towards it: "A miracle! This is a miracle!"

"God has truly descended!"

"God took Chen Yan away, this isn't right, it shouldn't be like this!"

"Chen Yan! Chen Yan, come out here!"

"Chen Yan! You lied to me!"

Liu Shen shouted and yelled, but was knocked unconscious by the waiter.

Zhang Qishan brought Zhang Rishan to the group of the Nine Gates.

These people had originally settled down obediently because of Chen Yan.

It split into several smaller groups again.

Zhang Qishan frowned and asked, "Eighth Brother, what exactly is going on?"

To everyone's surprise, Qi Tiezui didn't answer. Instead, he stared at the position of the platform, his fingers flying across the screen as he calculated something.

However, it seemed that he hadn't figured it out. Qi Tiezui ignored everyone else, pushed them aside, and quickly pulled the tortoise shell out of his pocket.

It started shaking its shell incessantly.

It wasn't just him.

Zhang Qishan also noticed that among those so-called dead people, there were quite a few people mixed in.

These people all looked just like Qi Tiezui and Liu Shen, frantically telling fortunes while shouting that something was wrong.

That's not right.

No, the ancient gods are not like that.

What exactly did Chen Yan do?

What? They don't believe it? This isn't the ancient god they're looking for.

Some people even kept trying to climb onto the platform.

The whole scene was more than just chaotic.

Because of the chaos that had just ensued, no one noticed Chen Yan's sudden disappearance.

The lights throughout the underground palace dimmed, focusing on the area behind where Chen Yan had just been standing.

At the very back of the platform, Chen Yan stood with Meng Hu holding Lao Jiu and a group of his men, watching as they frantically searched for him like headless flies.

Chen Yan's lips curled up, and Lao Jiu said helplessly in a low voice, "Don't do it so suddenly next time."

Chen Yan calmly explained, "I know you can understand."

Ninth Brother:.........

They just watched until the guy used force to suppress everyone directly.

Then everyone was separated and taken away.

Chen Yan then said, "Now that the eyesores are gone, let our people begin their operation."

"Yes."

Meng Hu stuffed Lao Jiu into Chen Yan's arms and turned to leave.

Old Nine frowned slightly: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Chen Yan chuckled and looked down at Lao Jiu: "Guess?"

"If you really just want to study the ancient gods, you shouldn't be doing it this way."

"It's obvious what you want to do with the Old Gods."

Lao Jiu suddenly felt his heart leap into his throat.

However, Chen Yan didn't explain. He just smiled, picked him up, and walked to the side, saying, "Let's not worry about that for now. I'm tired and hungry after jumping around for so long."

Old Nine looked at what Chen Yan was carrying, narrowed his eyes, and said nothing.

After sitting down, Chen Yan put Lao Jiu aside and said, "Get me something to eat."

Old Nine crossed his arms and looked at Chen Yan, saying, "Tell me first, what exactly do you want to do with the Ancient God?"

Chen Yan leaned back and looked at him, saying, "Why don't we just wait and see?"

Old Jiu silently watched Chen Yan, and finally helplessly turned around and rummaged through his backpack to get him some food.

Because Chen Yan was holding the stick in one hand, Lao Jiu simply tore open the dry rations and put them to Chen Yan's mouth.

As Chen Yan ate, he glanced at the stick in his hand.

Ancient gods?

wooden club?

Okay, I understand.

The ancient god is a fool.

Ancient God: Are you being polite?

After Chen Yan finished eating and drinking, before Lao Jiu could ask him anything, he simply put down the kettle and turned around. Chen Yan was already asleep against the wall.

Old Nine's gaze lingered on Chen Yan's face for a moment before falling on the club he held tightly in his hand, even while sleeping.

I watched quietly for a while.

Nothing was done.

She sat beside him, her gaze fixed on the high platform.

On the high platform, all the items used for the sacrifice had been removed.