Tomb raiding live stream: Starting as the mute Zhang

The giant claw tore through the turbulent energy flow, carrying a pungent, fishy smell and a frenzied sense of destruction, as it viciously clawed towards the middle section of the light bridge!

The bridge trembled violently, and the white light flickered, as if it would break at any moment!

"Scatter!" Black Bear shouted, sliding sideways towards the edge of the bridge like a ghost, his short scythe poised to strike.

Aning raised her crossbow, but the energy turbulence was too strong, making it difficult to aim. Jiang Xun Gu gripped his stun baton, preparing to take the hit head-on. Xie Yuchen and Huo Xiuxiu, protected behind Wu Xie and Fatty, looked pale.

But the first to act were Zhang Qiling and "Zhang Qiling".

The moment the giant claw reached out and grabbed at the bridge, the two of them vanished from their spots almost simultaneously! Instead of rushing forward, they leaped off the light bridge like two opposing black lightning bolts, heading straight for the terrifying giant claw that was grabbing from below!

With no foothold in mid-air, the two moved almost in sync. Using their waist and abdomen, they twisted their bodies in mid-air, their legs whipping around like whips, carrying their full weight and momentum, and slammed into the giant claw's wrist—where the writhing lumps and bone spurs were relatively sparse!

"Bang! Bang!"

Two muffled, thunderous sounds, like the sound of leather being struck, almost overlapped! The downward momentum of the giant claw suddenly stopped, kicked upwards by the two enormous forces coming from the side. The five ferocious claws grazed the edge of the light bridge, and the bloody wind they stirred up disturbed the white light on the bridge surface.

Using the momentum, the two flipped in the air and landed steadily back in front of the bridge of light. Their movements were swift and clean, as if the extremely dangerous interception just moments before was nothing more than a routine step.

A pained and furious roar came from inside the dark red cocoon. The giant claw suddenly retracted, and then more cracks burst open on the cocoon shell!

The second and third limbs, equally twisted, struggled to break free, spewing out a thick, dark red fluid as they frantically tore at the black energy "chains" binding them. The chains creaked and groaned, their light flickering, clearly on the verge of collapse.

"It's about to come out completely!" Zhang Qiling said in a deep voice, his gaze fixed on the core of the giant cocoon, where there was a dark red tumor that throbbed violently, like a heart, the concentration point of pollution and violent consciousness.

"Quickly defeat it," Zhang Qiling said succinctly. They couldn't let this thing break free completely, otherwise it would not only attack the light bridge but also potentially disrupt this relatively fragile energy field, rendering all their previous efforts futile.

The two waited no longer. With a burst of speed, they leaped off the light bridge once more, this time taking the initiative and pouncing on the frantically struggling, dark red cocoon below!

In the void, there is nowhere to lean on. But Zhang Qiling and "Zhang Qiling" remained unusually stable. With each descent, their toes lightly touched the energy channels flowing nearby, and their bodies veered like birds, precisely avoiding the wildly flailing limbs of the giant cocoon, and quickly approaching the core.

The crimson cocoon seemed to sense the threat as well. It abandoned its direct attack on the light bridge, and all the twisted limbs that were squeezed out, like wildly dancing pythons, came from all directions to strangle the two people in the air with howling wind and corrosive crimson energy!

Zhang Qiling's eyes turned cold. Just as a limb covered in bone spurs was about to sweep across him, he suddenly leaned back, almost parallel to the energy meridian, allowing the limb to glide past his face.

At the same time, he reached behind his back with his right hand, and the Black Gold Ancient Blade was already in his hand. The blade was dark and dull, yet it possessed a sharpness capable of cutting through anything. With a flash of light, the blade did not slash, but instead swept upwards in the direction the limb had swept, precisely cutting into the gap at the base where the limb and the cocoon connected!

"Sizzle—!"

Dark red, almost black, blood splattered! The severed limb shuddered violently, its movements stiffening. Zhang Qiling used the momentum to flip over, his toes touching a nearby, relatively stable, floating energy node, and his body rose again, dodging another massive limb that came slamming down.

Zhang Qiling's response was even more forceful. Facing the two limbs that were slapping at him in a crisscrossing motion, he neither dodged nor evaded. In the instant the limbs touched his body, a black gold ancient sword, entirely black with only a thin line of cold light on its blade, appeared in his hand.

The blade slashed horizontally, without any fancy moves, only an overwhelming and unstoppable force, striking the intersection of the two limbs fiercely!

"Clang! Pfft!"

The clang of metal clashing and the sound of flesh tearing rang out simultaneously! Two limbs were violently cleaved outwards by the blade, their carapaces shattering at the joints, blood flowing freely. "Zhang Qiling" was also thrown backwards by the recoil.

But he flipped backward, the tip of his blade lightly grazing an energy vein that had just brushed past him, dissipating the force. He then darted back like a hawk, once again pouncing on the core of the giant cocoon!

The two, one gentle and the other strong, cooperated seamlessly. Zhang Qiling's movements were ghostly and elusive, his sword flashes cunning and ruthless, specializing in the joint connections and energy flow.

"Zhang Qiling" is all-encompassing, each strike powerful and heavy, using force to overcome skill and forcibly tear open the giant cocoon's defense.

The dark red cocoon struggled frantically, roaring incessantly, with new cracks constantly bursting open, spewing out corrosive blood mist and shattered bone spikes.

But Zhang Qiling and "Zhang Qiling" moved freely amidst the swirling limbs and turbulent energy currents, each strike further injuring the giant cocoon and bringing it closer to the throbbing tumor at its core.

The levitating livestream sphere struggled to stabilize itself amidst the violently oscillating energy field. The image remained blurry and shaky, but a thrilling scene could be barely captured: two black figures darting rapidly around the dark red cocoon, their blades flashing. The livestream signal was intermittent, and the comments scrolled by with difficulty.

...Holy crap! ...Dual swords! ...

...These guys are an amazing team!...

…This monster is disgusting!…

…Beware of the blood mist!…

Just as the two were about to break through the last few limbs and reach the core tumor, another mutation occurred!

The throbbing tumor at the center of the giant cocoon suddenly expanded, and a crack appeared on its surface. A giant hand, composed entirely of dark red energy, without a fixed shape and covered with countless phantom images of painful human faces, suddenly reached out from the crack and grabbed at Zhang Qiling, who was rushing in front!

This massive energy hand ignores physical defenses, carrying with it a wailing and chaotic intent that strikes straight to the soul!

Zhang Qiling's pupils contracted slightly, and he stopped abruptly. He held the black and gold ancient sword horizontally in front of him, and a very faint golden pattern suddenly appeared on the blade. It actually managed to withstand the grip of that large hand!

But the immense impact and the mental pollution that penetrated his brain caused him to groan, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and his body flying backward.

"Mental attack, core defense!" Zhang Qiling's voice remained clear amidst the turbulent energy. Seeing this, instead of retreating, he increased his speed to the extreme, becoming one with the shadows.

He flashed past from behind Zhang Qiling, his black and gold ancient sword tracing a mysterious path. It did not slash at the energy hand, but instead pierced the depths of the newly opened crack on the surface of the tumor—there, one could vaguely see a crystalline core that was constantly flashing, dark red mixed with a strange gold!

"puff!"

The blade pierced precisely, sinking half a foot deep! The dark red cocoon let out an extremely mournful howl, its entire body convulsing wildly, all its limbs hanging limply, and even the massive hand instantly collapsed and dissipated.

Zhang Qiling steadied himself, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. As Zhang Qiling withdrew his sword and retreated, he shot towards the gap where he had been stabbed like a cannonball. The black gold ancient sword in his hand transformed into a beam of dark light that had been condensed to the extreme, and it pierced into the gap, all the way to the hilt! Then he twisted his wrist sharply!

"Snap!"

It was as if something inside had shattered completely.

The struggle of the dark red cocoon suddenly stopped, and the blood mist and energy gushing from all the cracks instantly flowed back and shrank. The entire cocoon withered, shrank, and faded in color at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally made a soft "thump".

It turned into countless gray-black powders, swept away by the surrounding turbulent energy currents and vanished without a trace. Only a few broken black energy "chains" remained, drifting slowly.

The battle is over.

Zhang Qiling and "Zhang Qiling" used a few light movements in the void to land back on the light bridge.

Both men were breathing slightly heavily, their bodies stained with dark red grime, but their eyes remained calm. Zhang Qiling casually flicked the blood off his blade, while "Zhang Qiling" silently inspected the blade to make sure it was unharmed.

The light bridge stabilized again. The surrounding energy turbulence also seemed to have calmed down slightly due to the disappearance of the source of the pollution.

"Is it...resolved?" Fatty Wang lay on the edge of the bridge, looking down at the dissipating powder with lingering fear.

"Hmm." Zhang Qiling sheathed his sword.

"Let's go." Zhang Qiling pointed to the symbol on the trunk of the giant tree at the end of the bridge of light.

The levitating live-streaming ball wobbled as it followed, and the image gradually became clearer. The live stream chat instantly exploded with comments of amazement and lingering fear.

Without stopping, the group continued along the bridge of light. A few minutes later, they finally reached the end.

Standing before that slowly rotating, complex symbol, I was only a few meters away from the main trunk of that giant energy tree.

The rotating "hole" at the center of the giant tree is within arm's reach, emanating a soul-chilling suction and endless depth.

The handprint at the center of the symbol is clearly visible.

The final step is right in front of us.