A massive centrifugal force, generated by a rotating mechanism, engulfed everyone.
They were spun around, dizzy and disoriented.
It felt like their internal organs were being flung to one side.
They didn't know how long it lasted.
When they finally regained consciousness, their bodies swaying unsteadily.
They found themselves in a spring-fed pool.
Jiang Yang was already surveying their surroundings.
They pushed off the bottom of the pool.
Leapt out of the water.
Landed on solid ground.
Only then did their heads stop spinning.
They exchanged their wet diving suits.
And turned their gazes towards Jiang Yang.
Curiosity filled their hearts.
How did Jiang Yang know the location of the mechanism?
They had been searching the tomb passage for almost ten minutes.
They hadn't found anything.
Jiang Yang simply glanced at the wall.
And kicked it.
Triggering the mechanism?
Did Jiang Yang have some understanding of mechanisms?
Wu Xie and Zhang Qi Ling, the first to follow Jiang Yang, remembered.
In the tomb of King Lu, Jiang Yang had spotted a mechanism with a sulfuric acid layer at a glance.
But that was an outer layer mechanism.
It was relatively easy to detect.
The mechanism leading from the passage to the burial chamber.
Was far less obvious.
Jiang Yang could still find it so easily.
He was more than just knowledgeable about mechanisms.
Jiang Yang had an exceptionally high level of mastery over mechanisms!
They recalled Jiang Yang's formidable martial arts skills, his black gold ancient saber causing blood corpses to tremble in fear.
He could even summon and control a swarm of sea monkeys.
A question couldn't help but arise in their minds.
What was Jiang Yang incapable of?
Everyone else shared the same thought.
Their gazes towards Jiang Yang grew increasingly reverent.
Especially A Ning.
She had been immersed in a tense atmosphere.
Her mind was filled with worry about whether Jiang Yang could handle the Jin Po.
Now that the tension had eased.
Her mind kept replaying the image of Jiang Yang taking off his diving suit.
His clothes, soaked by the seawater, clung to his muscular physique.
Perfect abdominal lines.
Strong and well-defined limbs.
A faint blush crept onto her cheeks.
Her gaze towards Jiang Yang was laced with something more.
Her legs felt like jelly.
Jiang Yang was incredibly charming!
Powerful, handsome, and he embodied all her fantasies about her future partner!
Jiang Yang ignored their gazes.
He simply looked at Wu Xie and Wang Fatzi.
"Lead the way."
Wu Xie and Wang Fatzi: "..."
They resigned themselves to their fate, turning towards the stone door on the left.
It led to a passage, the only exit.
As they entered the passage.
They noticed a series of extremely striking barefoot footprints on the floor!
The footprints were small.
It looked like they belonged to a child!
A child no older than three years old!
In a tomb, a place filled with ghosts.
Finding the footprints of a three-year-old child.
Was definitely a bad omen!
Furthermore, the footprints had a layer of yellow, wax-like substance on them.
They, tomb raiders, often dealt with corpses.
They immediately recognized it as adipocere!
Wu Xie's expression turned grim.
"Mr. Jiang..."
Jiang Yang glanced at the footprints.
"That's the footprint of a small zombie."
"Just keep going forward."
In the original plot, this little zombie was the one who led Wu Xie and Wang Fatzi to the Great Jade Gate.
Thinking back.
This little zombie was less than three years old and covered in white hair.
While the little creature inside the Twelve-Handed Zombie was a White Hair Drought Corpse.
Surely, these two weren't the same?
Or perhaps.
The little zombie deliberately lured them into that burial chamber.
Just to let the Twelve-Handed Zombie and the White Hair Drought Corpse loose?
He thought about it.
He couldn't figure it out.
But he didn't worry too much about it.
If the little zombie and the White Hair Drought Corpse were the same, he could deal with it outside the Twelve-Handed Zombie's burial chamber.
If not.
He could gain an extra word entry from the little zombie.
Either way, it wouldn't hurt him!
However, if he killed the White Hair Drought Corpse, a large amount of corpse poison would evaporate.
In a tomb.
Especially in an underwater tomb with limited air, it would be extremely unfavorable!
Moreover, he didn't just want to kill the White Hair Drought Corpse.
He wanted to kill the Twelve-Handed Zombie along with it!
Hearing Jiang Yang's words, Hei Xiazi and the others were filled with astonishment.
Although they had made a judgment based on the adipocere in the footprints.
But when they were certain it was a three-year-old zombie.
They were still taken aback.
They had just entered this tomb.
And they encountered a three-year-old zombie.
If they continued forward.
Wouldn't it become even more dangerous?
Their hearts couldn't help but sink.
They watched their surroundings with heightened vigilance.
Wu Xie and Wang Fatzi, following Jiang Yang's instructions.
Continued walking towards the stone door, into the passage.
The small zombie hiding in the large porcelain jar, seeing Jiang Yang and the others actually leaving.
Was stunned.
He had noticed them when they entered.
But the one called Jiang Yang had such a terrifying aura.
He dared not approach.
He could only hide in the large porcelain jar.
He planned to wait for Jiang Yang and the others to lose their guard, and then lead the way ahead.
But now Jiang Yang and the others were almost gone!
A sense of urgency arose in his heart.
He had been in this tomb for an unknown number of years.
He had only seen a group of people enter many years ago.
Since then, nobody had ever come here.
Now, finally, people had come.
He forced himself to suppress the fear he felt for Jiang Yang.
He manipulated the large porcelain jar, making it gurgle and roll forward.
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