In Panjiayuan, the first thing they did was trick Lao Hu into going tomb raiding.

Chaos then approached Su Mo and asked in a low voice, "Master Su, what is this...?"

"..."

Su Mo hesitated, "Corpse language, this is the first time I've ever seen it..."

Can they really have a conversation?

Are giant rice dumplings any different from ghosts?

Chaos was full of doubt. No wonder Su Mo told them to look and listen more. It turned out there were so many tricks to this journey!

Corpse Talk: The ability to communicate with corpses!

I've really learned something new today!

hum!

The lid of the stone coffin suddenly moved.

Countless wisps of black mist seeped out from the stone coffin. The coffin lid seemed about to open.

Wu Sansheng, Wu Xie, and Pan Zi were instantly shocked and involuntarily took a few steps back in fright.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the coffin lid began to spin upwards.

Zhang Qiling's face trembled, and he immediately knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed to the ground!

After Zhang Qiling knelt down, the coffin lid spun a few times in the air before settling back onto the coffin.

Wu Sansheng was also quite frightened, and quickly pulled Wu Xie down to kneel down, with both of them bowing their heads to the ground.

Seeing that Wu Laosan had knelt down, Pan Zi also knelt down without thinking.

Su Mo watched this scene in surprise.

The cautious Qiongqi was about to kneel down, but when he saw Su Mo standing still, he immediately straightened his back.

Anyway, if the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up!

Despite this, Qiongqi still secretly took a step closer to Su Mo, hoping that if anything unexpected happened, at least Master Su could help him out.

Sudden!

A voice similar to the young man's came from inside the coffin.

Zhang Qiling glanced back at Su Mo, feeling helpless. He spoke faster and faster into the coffin, as if he were negotiating or pleading for mercy.

During this time, the coffin lid kept bobbing.

An ordinary person seeing this scene in a tomb would be scared half to death!

Buzz!

The one inside the coffin lid seemed to be getting increasingly impatient.

Zhang Qiling looked at Su Mo and said, "The things in here are terrifying. If we come out, we'll be in danger. Just kneel down!"

"what…"

Su Mo sneered, "You want me to kneel? You filthy thing, do you think you deserve my kneeling!"

"rub!"

Su Mo drew the Crimson Sky Sword from behind him and swung it through the air, the longsword whistling as it shot towards the stone coffin.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Qiling's expression changed drastically.

"Oh!"

First, black mist spewed out, then the stone coffin exploded, the lid flew off, and landed on the ground with a thud.

In an instant, black fog filled the air, obscuring everyone's vision.

Su Mo looked up, his gaze deep, and saw a well-preserved corpse floating in the air.

It stood on the black mist, its muscles coiled like a dragon, veins bulging, as if containing terrifying power. Its eyes gleamed with a dark and eerie light, exuding an indescribable domineering aura.

As the black fog dissipated, everyone was stunned to see what was happening in the sky.

Damn, it can fly?

This corpse is practically becoming a corpse immortal!

Su Mo sheathed his Crimson Sky Sword and said in a deep voice, "Third Master, you all step back..."

"chaos!"

"exist!"

"I'll see who's really the fierce one today!"

"Yes!"

The four drew their swords, and using their lightness skills, leaped into the air, striking the giant rice dumpling with the force of a mountain splitting.

The giant rice dumpling neither dodged nor flinched, remaining completely still as the four swords slashed down on its head.

After a few loud "bangs," the giant zongzi didn't even sway, while the four fierce generals' swords all fell to the ground.

The four men's arms went numb, and Taotie and Qiongqi even bled from their palms.

Suddenly, the giant rice dumpling took a step and landed instantly. The four people were startled and quickly retreated to the side.

But it was too late. Just then, a leg came flying straight down into Chaos.

The kick landed squarely on Chaos's face, sending him flying. A bloody mark appeared on Chaos's face, and bright red blood dripped from the corner of his mouth…

Chaos collapsed to the ground, clutching his stomach, convulsing, his face contorted in agony.

The four fierce generals who were so arrogant yesterday are no match for this zongzi today!

Wu Sansheng was speechless.

The giant zongzi wanted to press its advantage against the other three, but suddenly, it glanced at them and saw a young man silently appear beside it, raising his fist to strike its head.

A fist the size of a clay pot came hurtling down!

The giant zongzi dared not be careless and hurriedly raised its claws to block the young man's fist. However, the young man's punch was too powerful, and the giant zongzi was blasted back several steps.

"Amazing!"

Seeing that his move had succeeded, Su Mo did not immediately attack. Instead, he sighed inwardly, thinking, "No wonder even the four ferocious beasts are no match for it. Its strength is terrifying."

"Everyone, step back..."

Su Mo said to Chaos and the others, "This rice dumpling has become a spirit; you are no match for it!"

Chaos and the others knew this was not the time to be reckless, so they nodded and withdrew.

"Clang!"

With a crisp sound, Su Mo drew his Crimson Sky Sword, pointing it at the giant rice dumpling. "Come on, I'll play with you..."

Seemingly sensing the provocation in Su Mo's eyes, the giant zongzi roared in fury.

The sound was deafening, almost rupturing everyone's eardrums.

The giant zongzi raised its hands, and an incomparably powerful aura burst forth from its body.

"Ahhh!"

A series of screams echoed all around, and it was unclear who was making them.

Boom!

A huge black fist, carrying a terrifying aura, smashed towards Su Mo.

"Go away!"

With a low shout, Su Mo drew his longsword in an arc to meet the huge black fist.

"boom!"

A deafening explosion rang out as the fist was shattered by Su Mo's longsword. Immediately afterwards, the giant rice dumpling was sent flying by Su Mo, landing more than ten meters away, raising a cloud of dust.

Seeing this, Wu Sansheng's eyes flashed with surprise, and he muttered to himself, "The Heavenly Official bestows blessings, and all taboos are lifted. No wonder Master Su didn't kneel!"

"Wow...that's terrifying skill!"

Wu Xie's mouth dropped open.

Pan Zi was also shocked. "To actually go toe-to-toe with a rice dumpling? There really are such amazing people in the world!"

Chaos rubbed his chest. "Master Su's skills have actually reached this level!"

Everyone gasped and exclaimed in amazement.

Chapter 177; This gold coin was a gift for Xie Lianhuan.

This scene completely stunned everyone.

Is this even human?

They're like devils!

Su Mo's sword strike was terrifying! The thousand-year-old zombie, which was almost becoming a corpse immortal, was actually repelled by Su Mo!

The giant zongzi struggled to its feet, its face contorted in a ferocious expression. With its arms outstretched, it charged at Su Mo again.

As the giant rice dumpling drew ever closer, Su Mo's eyes turned icy, and without hesitation, he swung the Crimson Sky Sword in his hand.

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered as Su Mo pierced through the large rice dumpling's chest, sending it flying backward and crashing heavily to the ground.

"Nephew..."

Wu Sansheng turned to Wu Xie and said sincerely, "If you had such skills or abilities, it would have been worth it for your third uncle to die here..."

Wu Xie rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath, "Third Uncle, if you had that kind of ability, the entire Hangzhou would belong to the Wu family..."

Pan Zi was speechless for a long time after listening to the uncle and nephew's inappropriate conversation.

"Roar!"