I'm not just human!

The avid tomb raider said with considerable surprise:

"Aren't you going to use some secret technique to contact Lord Gluttony? Can you really make decisions for him?"

Xia Fa smiled:

"I'll ask him for help then. As long as it's not too difficult, it's always possible."

The avid tomb raider fell silent for a moment:

"【Absolute Attack】Young man, is Lord Gluttony your father or grandfather?"

Xia Fa pretended to choke and coughed twice:

"Ahem, well, um..."

The fanatical tomb raider laughed heartily, as if he had suddenly realized something:

"Then I'm relieved, I'm relieved. Actually, my matter isn't difficult. It just requires the assistance of Lord Gluttony's rules. You should know that besides the 'Gluttony' rule, Lord Gluttony can also suppress loss of control, right?"

Xia Fa was taken aback, not expecting that the fanatical tomb raider would even know this.

But then he thought that perhaps the impact of the incident in the City of Ten Thousand Stars was too great. When he appeared in disguise as the "Glutton," he directly helped the millions of residents of the City of Ten Thousand Stars to suppress the out-of-control effects brought about by that insane Bound Disciple.

In this situation, the entities of the Entity Redemption Society can easily figure it out with a little research.

Xia Fa was initially worried that he might be unable to do what the fanatical tomb raider had asked the Glutton to do, such as killing some enemy with the strength of a Quasi-Celestial Venerable or Celestial Venerable.

But now it seems that if it's just about suppressing the runaway, it's easy to handle; we can just rely on the strange current at the tailbone.

Therefore, Xia Fa said with considerable certainty:

“Yes, when I tried to ascend to godhood, it was my grandfather… um… Lord Glutton who helped me suppress my loss of control.”

The avid tomb raider pretended not to hear Xia Fa's slip of the tongue, but inwardly felt even more certain that the matter was settled, so he smiled and said:

"That's good, haha. In about a month, I might try to break through to the Quasi-Celestial Venerable level. When that happens, please ask the Glutton to help me suppress the tendency to lose control during the ascension."

Seemingly worried that the request might seem too troublesome, the avid tomb raider immediately added:

"Don't worry, I can control most of it myself. I'm just afraid that something might go wrong at a critical moment. It's like asking Lord Gluttony to protect me. I have no choice. Among our beings, only Lord Gluttony has the ability to suppress things from getting out of control."

"Just need to act at the crucial moment..." Xia Fa thought for a moment, found no major problems, and immediately agreed:

"Alright, don't worry, if it's just this kind of situation, Lord Gluttony will definitely agree, I guarantee it!"

The avid tomb raider smiled contentedly:

"Then thank you very much, little brother [Absolute Attack]. Don't worry, I will definitely capture the Mystic Star Spirit that the Iron-Blooded Conqueror 'Paul' has transformed into."

The two were communicating through spiritual intuition when suddenly, the flying figure of the fanatical tomb raider stopped.

As soon as he stopped, Xia Fa immediately followed suit, and the Crimson Demon Tree and the Philosophy Pencil also stopped instantly.

"What's wrong, brother, you fanatical tomb raider?"

The Crimson Demon Tree, ever opportunistic, stopped calling him "Master" after having fought alongside the fanatical tomb raiders and instead addressed him as "Big Brother."

The avid tomb raider didn't seem to care; in fact, he quite enjoyed it. However, when it came to tomb raiding, his expression remained serious. After giving a curt "hmm," he immediately said:

"We've arrived outside the main tomb."

Main burial chamber?

Everyone was shocked, and at the same time, they admired the tomb raiders' skills even more.

After all, everyone is currently only on that upward tomb passage, surrounded by bare walls, without any mechanisms, traces, or murals, while the avid tomb raiders have already discovered the location of the main burial chamber.

If it weren't for the avid tomb raiders, everyone might have just kept flying upwards and missed it.

Of course, if it weren't for the fanatical tomb raiders... they wouldn't have come down to this extremely dangerous quasi-celestial tomb.

In the utter silence, even the Crimson Demon Tree dared not breathe, holding its breath as it watched the frenzied tomb raiders' next move.

The avid tomb raider took out his treasure-hunting compass again, and after briefly sensing the left and right sides, he pointed it at the south-facing position.

Then, he gripped the pickaxe in his hand and slammed it down on the smooth, fleshy wall.

Despite his large movements, the sound of his tap was minimal, and the fleshy wall instantly turned into gray bricks and tiles, looking quite ancient.

Xia Fa understood that this was the "tomb raiding" rules of a fanatical tomb raider at work, directly changing the material of the tomb passage walls. This tactic was extremely useful when encountering unknown risks.

The avid tomb raider then carefully took out a syringe, which looked like a miniature telescope, and inserted it directly into the gaps between the gray bricks and tiles, seemingly to gain access to the main burial chamber and begin his observation.

Perhaps because of their encounter with the exceptionally powerful Star Spirit, everyone was involuntarily trembling with fear as they approached the main tomb chamber. They dared not disturb the fanatical tomb raider and simply waited quietly for his next instructions.

A few seconds passed, but it felt like hours. Finally, the fanatical tomb raider pulled out the needle-like telescope from the crack in the gray bricks, turned around, and silently nodded to the three of them, indicating that it was still relatively safe inside.

Seeing this, the Crimson Demon Tree and the others breathed a sigh of relief, while the fanatical tomb raider casually smeared a perfectly round hole in the gray brick wall.

He once again took the lead, stepping directly into the tunnel and crawling inside. The Crimson Demon Tree and the Philosophy Pencil immediately followed, with Xia Fa close behind.

Finally, after crawling through the tomb robber's hole, everyone saw the magnificent scenery of the main tomb chamber of this quasi-celestial being's tomb.

Surprisingly, the main burial chamber is shaped like a peach, and of course, it is still very, very large, stretching as far as the eye can see.

The peach-shaped main burial chamber was divided into several parts by towering walls, but perhaps due to the passage of time, most of these walls had collapsed.

Therefore, everyone could immediately spot the coffin in the very center of the main burial chamber between the collapsed high walls.

The coffin did not appear to be large, similar to the coffins used for ordinary human beings. It was entirely black and gold in color, and its surface was decorated with two major star charts, "Ling Tian" and "Shen Nie," composed of ancient esoteric script.

The Lingtian Star Chart, at first glance, seems like a vast, desolate sky, but there is a figure standing beneath it, with his hands raised, receiving the pattering raindrops.

As for the image of this divine monster, it is quite terrifying. It is a picture of an infant covered with pustules and with an unusually large head, sitting on a river and dancing.

That river represents the "River of Time," which is the mist of time.

It is said that 30,000 years ago, during the age of magicians, the origin and destination of time was the River of Time. However, due to that great event, not only was the Celestial Spirit Realm created, but the River of Time was also transformed into the Gray Mist of Time.

This enormous baby, covered in pustules and with an unusually large head, sat on the river of time, dancing and gesturing, naturally celebrating its newborn birth.

This also represents the tomb owner's wish to be reborn through a process of transformation from a corpse, even if the one who comes back to life is not actually himself.

Just then, the [Philosophy Pencil] pondered and spoke:

"It looks like a coffin made of Shadow Gold mixed with a lot of Primordial Explosion Secret Uranium. Both the coffin and the two star charts on it are of great research value. Can I have it? I don't want the rest."

The Crimson Demon Tree remained silent. Ever since obtaining that incomplete ancient treasure, it had lost the right to distribute the remaining spoils.

The avid tomb raider then looked at Xia Fa, seeking his opinion.

Xia Fa thought for a moment. The Primal Explosion Secret Uranium corresponds to the "Primal Stomach" overlord-level secret contract. Moreover, the Primal Explosion Secret Uranium, which has been tainted by the corpse of a Quasi-Celestial Venerable for at least ten thousand years, probably can't be absorbed anymore.

As for integrating it into his own [Ancient Treasure: Rhine Dawn Blade Armor], that's even more impossible. Crafting treasures always requires a sense of proportion, and rashly integrating more Primal Explosion Uranium would only damage it.

So, Xia Fa shrugged:

"I have no objection, senior, you can take it."

The fanatical tomb raider looked serious.

"Well, in this way, both the Crimson Demon Tree and the Philosophy Pencil got what they wanted. As for the remaining spoils, unless they are of exceptionally high value, they will be split equally between me and my little brother, Absolute Attack. You guys have no objections, right?"

Both the Crimson Magic Tree and the Philosophy Pencil expressed their agreement, and both seemed quite satisfied.

If it weren't for the fact that they would need the help of the fanatical tomb raider to get out, they would really like to leave this quasi-celestial tomb right now.

Of course, the coffin that [Philosophy Pencil] wanted has not actually been obtained yet, which is one of the reasons.

Seeing that no one objected, the avid tomb raider grunted and took the lead, bypassing the collapsed or weathered high walls, and heading towards the black gold coffin in the center of the main burial chamber.

This time, everyone wisely chose not to follow. After all, professional matters should be left to professionals, especially since this person was someone who had mastered the rules of "tomb raiding".

In both the real world and the Celestial Spirit Realm, the only ones more professional than the fanatical tomb raiders are probably the Celestial Venerable [Apostle of Knowledge] and the True God [Error Rules].

Of course, if there is danger, the group will still be responsible for fighting, but if there is no danger, they can just watch the fanatical tomb raiders do their thing.

As the coffin was about to be opened, and it was the coffin of a quasi-celestial being, the fanatical tomb raider seemed to thoroughly enjoy the work. As soon as he reached the black gold coffin, a smile appeared on his face.

Above his head, the physical treasure, the golden coffin, immediately appeared, its body inverted, pointing directly at the black gold coffin.

Immediately afterwards, the golden coffin began to tremble slightly.

The black gold coffin remained unmoved, seemingly unaffected.

The fanatical tomb raider remained expressionless, as if he had expected it all along. He stepped forward, marking the three astrological positions of "harmony," "separation," and "opposition."

At that moment, a large number of ancient runes suddenly emerged from his body. The sheer number of runes was like a swarm of bees, all of them burrowing into the golden coffin.

Even the Philosophy Pencil was somewhat dazzled by it, and as for Xia Fa, several strange currents even emerged from his spine, offsetting the knowledge pollution caused by seeing too many obscure and profound ancient esoteric texts.

However, precisely because of this, he was able to discern the meanings of some of the ancient cryptic texts.

"To break the ritual by separating the parts, to gather the secret texts by combining them, and to open the coffin by facing each other?"

"The power of the spirits, capable of reversing divine calamities?"

"What do you mean?"

Xia Fa admitted that his research on astrology was far too little. He was not a signatory to any secret treaties on rituals and magic arrays, and he had never robbed a tomb before, so he had hardly ever come into contact with them.

Just as the ancient inscriptions that had been extracted from the bodies of the fanatical tomb raiders poured into the golden coffin, the coffin began to shake violently, with the lid constantly striking the body of the coffin with a thumping sound.

The black gold coffin below was finally affected and began to shake, and the shaking became more and more intense.

boom!

With a loud bang, countless layers of ritual formations appeared on the black gold coffin in an instant, only to shatter all at once.

boom!

With another loud bang, countless ancient inscriptions overflowed from the black gold coffin and were completely absorbed by the golden coffin.

boom!

With the third loud bang, this time, many strange scenes appeared around the black gold coffin. There were giant octopus-like monsters coiling and attacking, pale white faces silently opening their mouths to utter all sorts of curses, and countless mechanical creations appearing in the void, only to vanish in an instant.

"This quasi-celestial being has really gone to great lengths to protect his coffin. If it weren't for the presence of the fanatical tomb raider, even the most skilled tomb raiders from our Philosopher's Attendant might have fallen into his trap."

[Philosophy Pencil] I was amazed by what I read. I was clearly forced to go into the tomb, but I'm becoming more and more impressed with this fanatical tomb raider.

Xia Fa also noticed some clues. Whether it was the layers upon layers of ritual formations, the various ancient secret texts, or those terrifying and bizarre scenes, they were all traps or methods set up by this quasi-celestial being, specifically to prevent tomb raiders.

Unfortunately, He encountered a physical, fanatical tomb raider who had mastered the rules of "tomb raiding," and he directly cracked the entire system using the physical treasure, the golden coffin.

"Alright, come over here. Let's all see how many good things this Quasi-Celestial Venerable has prepared for Himself, especially whether He has prepared a certificate of eternity."

The avid tomb raider then turned around, a clear smile on his face.