Shui Yun Can Do Anything!
Qin Bin watched the clay figures slowly picking up their weapons, feeling that not only did they have morning tempers, but also quite significant ones.
“Lan Shuiyun, is this what you call safe?”
Lan Shuiyun also seemed a little flustered, incredulously saying: “The elders of the clan didn’t mention this!”
Lin Luochen said with displeasure: “What are you all still standing there for, open the door and run!”
The group, as if waking from a dream, hurriedly tried to reopen the tomb door to get out.
At this moment, the female clay figure at the entrance seemed so pretty and refined compared to these glaring ones.
But the tomb door remained motionless, obviously only allowing entry and not exit, not intending to let those who had intruded get out at all.
Li Gousheng looked at the clay figures gradually beginning to revive, and couldn’t help but curse: “What kind of godforsaken place is this!”
Lin Luochen, though startled, remained calm. He quickly looked around the area and found a huge jade platform in the center of this Nether Hall.
Three giant coffins were placed on the jade platform, one large and two small, evidently those of the Great Qian Holy Emperor and his burial attendants.
These clay figures were arranged neatly, obviously guarding these three coffins, but it was unknown why they were still intact.
Directly opposite themselves, a tomb door was faintly visible, which should lead to the so-called rear chamber.
“Quickly go, the door to the rear chamber should be over there!”
After saying this, Lin Luochen summoned his sword, no longer bothering to hide his skills, and dashed forward like a whirlwind.
Although it’s risky to be the first one to act, if all these clay figures revive, they might be stuck here forever.
The others behind him, as if waking from a dream, hurriedly displayed their mystical powers, closely following him, running desperately towards the opposite door.
Some of the clay figures below had already revived, holding up their long spears and throwing them at Lin Luochen and the others.
Lin Luochen fanned his folding fan, and a gale swept out, scattering the flying long spears everywhere.
Others also made their moves, blocking the incoming long spears, trying to break through before all the clay figures revived.
Approaching the majestic jade platform, Lin Luochen looked down and found that the three coffins had all been opened.
Inside, let alone burial goods, even the corpses had vanished without a trace, leaving only empty coffins.
Just as everyone was about to cross the jade platform and head straight for the rear tomb door.
The dome above and the jade platform below lit up simultaneously, and a mysterious power descended.
Lin Luochen and the others suddenly found that their Flight Art had failed, and they were forced to land.
The group was forced to land before the jade platform, unable to take to the air again, and at this moment many clay figures began to surround them.
Lan Shuiyun said in panic: “What’s going on?”
Lin Luochen looked at the jade platform and said solemnly: “I guess it’s the Holy Emperor’s memorial hall; no flight allowed?”
Li Gousheng grumbled: “This dead man’s path has so many rules!”
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone felt a gust of cold wind, as if something in the tomb had been angered.
“Damn!”
Li Gousheng looked at the murderous clay figures and chuckled: “Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I wasn’t talking about your Holy Emperor!”
But these clay figures obviously didn’t care so much, holding their long spears and rushing forward, as if they wanted to turn those who had desecrated the Holy Emperor into pincushions.
Lin Luochen and the others were surrounded and could only hastily fight back, continuously using their arts to fight their enemies.
Fortunately, although these clay figures were numerous, except for the commander-like ones who possessed Foundation Establishment strength, most of them were only at the Qi Refining Stage.
Even so, these thousands of puppets still put enormous pressure on everyone, forcing them to fight and retreat.
Moreover, these clay figures were incredibly hard, comparable to iron corpses, far stronger than ordinary Qi Refining cultivators.
The most deadly thing was that as time went on, their strength was getting stronger and stronger, as if they were gradually reviving!
Surrounded, the group could only continuously smash the clay figures in their path, running towards the jade platform above.
After all, the difficulty of bypassing the jade platform was clearly much higher than crossing it.
On the way, Qin Bin grumbled: “You dog, what the fuck are you saying!”
Li Gousheng wielded his sword with both hands, his movements as swift as the wind, hacking away at the broken porcelain, incredibly fierce.
“Damn it, am I wrong? It’s just a dead man’s path, isn’t it?”
“Idiot, you shouldn’t have said that!”
Qin Bin was furious, and Lan Shuiyun hurriedly said: “The enemy is right in front of us, don’t quarrel!”
Qin Bin was furious, and roared: “You shameless bitch, shut up!”
Lan Shuiyun was stunned, gritting her teeth: “Who are you calling a shameless bitch?”
……
Everyone seemed to be in a bad mood, and they were about to have an internal conflict.
The Azure Lotus in Lin Luochen’s Sea of Consciousness swayed, and he quickly spoke to remind them.
“Everyone be careful, this place seems to be able to interfere with people’s emotions, cultivate your inner peace, and leave quickly!”
Everyone’s hearts trembled, realizing that their emotions were wrong, and they all shut their mouths and rushed upwards.
Soon, several people climbed onto the jade platform, but found that the clay figures were surging up from the three other directions of the jade steps.
For a time, they were attacked from both front and back, unable to move an inch, and could only continuously fight back.
Arrows rained down from the air, and several people had to fend them off, their spiritual power dwindling.
Not only that, as time went on, the clay figures became stronger and stronger, and it seemed that everyone was about to die here.
Outside the Main Chamber, the Elder trapped the female clay figure, his hand pressed against the stone gate, pondering whether or not he should intervene.
After all, the others could die, but the Sect Master had ordered that Lin Luochen and Li Gousheng could not die!
Just as he was about to intervene, he suddenly paused, then chuckled dumbly.
“You guys are really something, those little guys have such brilliant ideas!”
In the Main Chamber, as their spiritual power ran low, if they continued fighting, they would likely die here.
Lin Luochen struggled to reach the coffin lid of the nearest main coffin, picking up the coffin lid on the ground as a shield.
The weapons wielded by the clay figures immediately stopped, as if they were hesitant to harm the coffin, and even the arrows aimed at him stopped.
A slight smile appeared on Lin Luochen’s lips. He had just discovered that these clay figures did not dare to approach the coffins and coffin lids.
Now, his idea was finally verified, not harming the coffins was their death order!
Wasn’t this the best shield?
Lin Luochen wielded the coffin lid like the wind, knocking away the surrounding clay figures, becoming invincible for a time.
“What the fuck, that’s awesome!”
Li Gousheng quickly followed suit, picking up a coffin lid nearby and wielding it forcefully.
Lan Shuiyun also wanted to pick one up, but the last coffin lid had been snatched by the Qin Brothers, and the two had no intention of letting her have one.
The ship of friendship, capsized!
Lan Shuiyun could only shamelessly follow Lin Luochen, saying softly: “Senior Brother Lin, you won’t leave me behind, will you?”
Lin Luochen was unclear about the situation inside the Ancient Tomb, considering that she might have a map.
Besides, everyone was dead, who would help him refine the Silver Corpse?
Thinking of this, he said playfully: “Fairy Shuiyun, you will be obedient, right?”
Lan Shuiyun nodded repeatedly: “As long as Fellow Daoist is willing to save me, Shuiyun will do anything!”
Lin Luochen swung the coffin lid a few times, and even with his physique, he was exhausted.
The situation on Li Gousheng’s side was no better, everyone was breathless.
Li Gousheng gasped: “This damn thing is really heavy! I’ve never wielded such a heavy sword!”
Lin Luochen shouted: “Everyone rest for a while, then we’ll break out together!”
“Huh? How do we rest?”
“Get in the coffin!”
Lin Luochen suddenly used the coffin lid as a shield and rushed forward, Lan Shuiyun quickly following him.
Lin Luochen rushed to the main coffin, used the coffin lid to knock away the clay figures, and shouted: “Get in and lie down!”
Lan Shuiyun was stunned for a moment before understanding his meaning, and quickly jumped into the coffin and lay down.
The next second, she felt someone step on her foot, the pain bringing tears to her eyes.
Before she could react, Lin Luochen was already lying on top of her, closing the coffin lid.
As the coffin lid closed, the entire space darkened, and the outside quickly became quiet.
Obviously, the others had also hidden in the coffins, leaving the clay figures helpless for the moment.
Lan Shuiyun faced him, pressed heavily on her by him, her chest pressed flat, about to burst forth.
She was immediately at a loss, embarrassedly saying: “Fellow Daoist Lin, can you turn around?”
Lin Luochen said calmly: “No, I don’t like to leave my back to unfamiliar people.”
“If you feel uncomfortable, you can turn around yourself, I won’t attack you.”
Lan Shuiyun thought of the sight of herself turning around, and was immediately embarrassed.
“No need!”
She wanted to raise her hand to block between them, but as soon as she moved her hand, Lin Luochen pressed down on her hands.
“What are you trying to do?”