The door was not closed tightly, leaving a gap just big enough for a person to crawl through.
Ding Rui Pu, who entered the tomb from here.
Afterwards, Lao Gong also crawled in.
For a moment, Lao Gong came out, his eyes filled with a trace of shock.
Wu Jinluan and the others quickly approached, pushing the stone door wider open, and I was the last one to enter.
Upon entering, what I saw was an extraordinarily large tomb chamber.
There was only this one tomb chamber, nothing more complex.
In front of us is a two-meter-wide irrigation channel that surrounds the entire tomb chamber, similar to the layout of the tomb we entered earlier.
Below is a black, dark water surface.
This should not be water, but rather a kind of cadaveric armor?
Is there Jiang Huang beneath the armor?
Before us, in the center of the tomb chamber, hangs a sarcophagus. The coffin is extremely large, more like a big red box.
Eight Marquis Luan are hanging upside down below...
The tomb chamber is not cold at all, but rather warm with a faint sense of heat.
Ding Rui Pu stands directly beneath the coffin. She is smiling, without any sound, but her expression is overly exaggerated, somewhat like being overly excited and gone mad!
"Fraud! Hahahaha, he's a fraud!"
"You've all been deceived, and I've also been deceived!"
Ding Rui Pu suddenly spoke again, her mad expression turning to ferociousness and ferocity!
Her face appeared with fine cracks, the skin barely holding back the bones, as if it would break soon!
"Get out!" I declared firmly, loudly shouting.
Wu Jinluan et al.'s eyes were filled with a strong uncertainty, causing great suspicion.
"Quickly get out!" I barked again.
Who is the fraud mentioned by Ding Rui Pu?
The person buried here? The Yin and Yang Master inside the coffin?
On the surface, everyone came here seeking the impressive method of mountain burial with shadows.
Ding Rui Pu did not find it, so she said he was a fraud.
These were of secondary importance, but the most crucial was the state Ding Rui Pu was in, clearly having fallen into a state of madness.
She is too unstable.
Too angry!
Even though this anger was not caused by us, if we wanted to kill her, she would kill us to vent her anger!
During this time, Wu Jinluan and the others did not pause. They retreated as I had instructed and quickly exited the tomb chamber, returning to the sacred path.
I retreated two steps and kicked one of the stone doors, causing it to slowly close.
Afterwards, I kicked the other stone door with my other leg, completely sealing the tomb chamber.
"Isn't sending them out the same as sending them to their deaths in the mouths of ghosts?"
Ding Rui Pu's madness and ferocity disappeared instantly, and she became completely calm again.
Indeed, there were still many ghosts outside.
Those ghosts all died because of Ding Rui Pu taking their senses.
"Yin and Yang Master is powerless against ghosts, but may not be powerless against ghosts. They have certainly prepared everything if they want to kill you, and the ghosts beside you are just a variable!"
"If the Master can't stop the ghosts, then it only means they don't have the ability to kill you. I can only focus on you and control these ghosts. Catch the thief first, capture the leader!"
I looked at Ding Rui Pu coldly, with no emotion affected.
"You are quite aware. You are the most perceptive Daoist I have ever seen." As she spoke, Ding Rui Pu suddenly took out something.
It was a stick of incense, as dark as ink, about two fingers thick, with an uneven surface.
She was about to light the incense.
I suddenly lifted my hand and shot out a bronze sword!
The key to victory for a Daoist lies in their agility, containing her movements.
Ding Rui Pu's action of lighting the incense was stopped.
She simply threw out the incense directly!
The incense stick struck the bronze sword directly and was cut into two pieces, falling to the ground. The bronze sword did not stop, piercing through to aim at Ding Rui Pu's arm. Ding Rui Pu immediately changed her position.
She was able to dodge my sword because of the distance, unlike Song Fang who was directly cut off her arm.
"Madam, surrender and submit to capture!" old Gong yelled and roared on my shoulder.
Ding Rui Pu's eyes still carried a hint of coldness.
Suddenly, there was a wave in the irrigation channel in front of me. The corpse armor flew out and landed on the broken incense stick, scrambling up as quickly as they could!
The water surface was no longer calm like an ancient well, but slightly undulating, as if there were something underneath the water.
I leaped over the water channel and was about to approach Ding Rui Pu when suddenly, the corpse armor on the ground buzzed and rose into the air, swarming towards me in a dense formation!
At such close proximity, I could even see the vibrations of their wings and the sharp teeth colliding.
I suddenly clasped my hands and invoked the cloud and thunder incantation. I commanded, "The Essence of Taixia, the God of Six Yin. Envoys of Cloud and Fog, seals the Four Seas. Surrounding all ghosts, Shao Yang General. Obey the symbol, do not dare to halt. Hurry as per scriptures!"
Fine white mist appeared out of nowhere, resembling ripples spreading out and enveloping the corpse armor!
"Supreme Dan Element, the essence of Zhen's Host. The Envoys of Nourishment, spread out the heavenly grace. Flying tens of thousands of miles, General Shao Yang. Obey the symbol, do not dare to stop. Hurry as per scriptures."
First raise clouds, then drive rain!
The tremors of the corpse armor became sluggish, and it was clear that these two Daoist methods were too much for them to bear!
"Cold and cold, freezing evil spirit, swiftly bring down the heavenly dragon, move qi true, raise nine piles of soil, southern wind and northern wind! Hurry as per scriptures."
With the change of hand seals, the third Daoist method was instantly performed.
Amid the sound of splashing, those corpse armor landed on the ground. The wings, like those of a corpse armor, were full of fine cracks, like those of an ice-freezed insect without breath.
"That's good, that's good! The Lama couldn't stop them. How could those little corpse armors stop them!?"
"Madam, aren't you going to crawl and beg for mercy!? Master's junior disciple of Si Gui Mountain will spare your life for now!" Lao Gong shouted loudly!
Ding Rui Pu wouldn't beg for mercy, but she kneeled on the ground and held a string of fine, leaf-like objects.
Upon closer inspection, they were actually fish!
What is this all about?
"What a disgusting old woman! You should use it for something useful like goldfish and crab eyes in a precious water treasure. How dare you!" Lao Gong was enraged, cursing loudly!
The eight Marquis Luan hanging under the coffin were now stirring up trouble!
The next moment, there was a flapping sound, as if it were a bird or a bat-like ghost that suddenly scattered, and for a moment it seemed as if it were pouring down from the sky towards me!
With such a large number, it seemed like a thick dark cloud, making one's scalp tingle!
"Father, be careful!" Lao Gong shouted again!
"Fire Crystal Flying Crow, Phoenix Beak Dragon Scale. Flying talisman ahead, cut off the evil aura. Any demons, cut off their trace and form. Divine power wherever it goes, eats ghosts and absorbs essence. Hurry as per scriptures."
In the midst of the spell, I quickly drew a talisman on my index finger and painted it on the back of Si Gui Mirror!
The opening path spell would be most energy-efficient if using prepared talisman paper, but unfortunately, my clothes were nearly soaked through, and I no longer had the luxury of casually scattering talisman paper!
At the moment the talismans were formed, the spell was cast!
The Si Gui Mirror suddenly became extremely hot, and the surface of the mirror emitted a heavy copper glow that shot out explosively!
The heat was so intense that my hand hurt a lot.
Where the mirror focused, those bat-like and bird-like ghosts began to burn up into thin air.
Although there were no flying talisman papers, these ghosts were burning even more fiercely!
However, what filled the air was not a stench but a fragrance!
The other ghosts seemed to be scared, flapping their wings and retreating back under the coffin, once again taking the form of the eight Marquis Luan, trembling slightly.
Those ghosts who were burned by the Si Gui Mirror and fell to the ground were still twitching and struggling, and they had not died yet!
