The words had just left his mouth.
Lin Chuan, like a bolt of lightning, shot forward.
Thunderous power emanated from him as he moved.
Boom!
With a thunderous roar like an exploding clap of thunder, the two Blood Corpses were sent flying backward.
When they looked again.
The Blood Corpses were completely charred, with sparks of electricity flickering on their bodies.
But they were completely lifeless.
Although this wasn't the first time they had seen this, it was still shocking.
"You guys think Lin might be a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain?"
"The kind that can manipulate lightning."
Wu Xie's eyes held a hint of admiration.
Wang Fatty folded his arms, shook his head slightly, and said, "I haven't heard him mention it. I just realized today, it feels like I just met him."
He sighed, the Lin Chuan of the past two days.
Compared to the Lin Chuan he usually knew, was simply too mysterious.
"Thunder Finger."
"A body technique that can harness the power of thunder and lightning from heaven and earth, a secret art of the ancient Lei Men sect."
Zhang Qi Ling named the technique.
Pan Zi was surprised, "Xiao Ge, you recognize it?"
Zhang Qi Ling just nodded, without further explanation.
As the head of the Zhang family, he had read many ancient texts from the family archives, the accumulated knowledge of thousands of years.
And among them was a description of the Thunder Finger.
On the other side, after the crisis had been resolved, A Ning's face was grim.
Looking at the bodies of her companions, she was lost in thought, muttering, "How did they become like this?"
Just three days ago, everything was still fine.
Lin Chuan didn't have time to console her. He explored the surroundings and found a large pit.
Inside the pit was an arched doorway constructed of ancient bricks.
But it had been blown open with explosives, and traces of gunpowder were still visible around it.
"I think our mercenary agreement ends here."
"Don't blame me for not warning you."
"With your current condition, if you continue down this path, the chance of survival is less than 10%."
"The things inside."
"Are useless to Qiu De Kao."
Lin Chuan spoke calmly, his words were clearly directed at A Ning.
"You've always known what's inside?"
A Ning was stunned, her disbelief palpable.
"Of course, otherwise, I wouldn't have come here."
Lin Chuan didn't deny it.
Wu San Sheng and the others also ran over at this time.
"Such a strong smell of blood."
He sniffed the air, his brows immediately furrowed, "Those who went down, they shouldn't have survived."
Pan Zi asked, "Then, San Ye, are we still going down?"
Wu San Ye said, "Nonsense, we're already here, how can we not go? We're professionals, unlike these foreigners, who only know how to use explosives."
"Besides, when it comes to dealing with zombies, we're far better than these foreigners."
"If we really encounter those Blood Zombies, I've got ways to escape unscathed!"
As a descendant of Wu Lao Gou, the Old Ninth Gate, he was confident in his skills in tomb raiding and treasure hunting.
Wang Fatty approached Lin Chuan and stuffed an object into his hand.
"Linzi, there are only three of these Mo Jin talismans in the world."
"This one belonged to my uncle. I'm lending it to you for now, remember to return it after we get out."
Lin Chuan looked at the object in his hand, lost in thought.
He knew Wang Fatty had a Mo Jin talisman.
But he always thought it was fake.
But now that he was holding it in his hand, it felt cool and smooth, and he realized it wasn't fake.
"Fatty, let me take a look at that?"
Wu San Sheng also saw the Mo Jin talisman and was immediately interested.
"Just take a look, I said."
Wang Fatty reluctantly handed over his talisman.
After examining it carefully, Wu San Sheng's eyes changed as he looked at Wang Fatty, saying, "This Mo Jin talisman is indeed real. It seems you're not a simple character after all."
Wu Xie curiously asked, "Third Uncle, what's Fatty's background?"
Wang Fatty laughed, "Fat Ye, I'm a real Mo Jin commander."
Wu Xie rolled his eyes at him, muttering, "Yesterday you said you were here for tourism, today you're a Mo Jin commander, you guys are really good actors."
Wang Fatty retorted, "Tsk, you're so innocent, what do you know? When we're out and about, we have to be cautious."
Lin Chuan interrupted their bickering and asked, "Fatty, Wang Kai Xuan, who are you?"
Wang Fatty was taken aback, then said, "Linzi, you know my father?"
As expected.
Hearing Wang Fatty's reply, Lin Chuan had already figured out what happened.
In this world, it turned out that Wang Fatty was actually Wang Kai Xuan's son.
Interesting, interesting.
"It's okay, you might be more reliable than your father."
"Don't hold me back."
Lin Chuan's lips curved into a slight smile.
"How could I?"
Wang Fatty patted his chest confidently, "I told you, Fat Ye is a real Mo Jin commander!"
Lin Chuan nodded.
After taking a deep look at A Ning, who was visibly unhappy, he bent down and entered the exploded opening ahead.
Behind the opening was a straight tomb passage.
The tomb passage was pitch black, the temperature plummeted, and a chill enveloped his entire body.
The temperature here.
Was even colder than the temperature inside the Corpse Cave.
However, at this moment, the Mo Jin talisman around his neck radiated warmth.
It was the tiger tooth on the talisman that was working.
It was using its ultimate yang energy to resist the chill.
"Ding!"
"You've analyzed the Mo Jin talisman and gained an epiphany, achieving Impervious to All Evils!"
The moment the system prompt sounded, the surrounding yin energy was completely blocked from Lin Chuan.
Impervious to All Evils!
No evil in the world could penetrate Lin Chuan's body.
Things like yin energy, corpse poison, gu poison, and being possessed by spirits would have no effect on Lin Chuan.
And ordinary evil spirits wouldn't dare to get close.
"For tomb raiders, this is truly an overpowered skill."
Lin Chuan was secretly pleased.
The others soon entered the tomb passage as well, including A Ning, who was full of resentment.
Quickly, the pitch-black tomb passage was illuminated by the light of flashlights.
There were steps leading downward about ten meters ahead, and the sides and semi-circular top of the tomb passage were all paved with neat rows of blue bricks.
"My goodness."
Wang Fatty carefully touched the blue bricks on the wall, excited, "This must be more than just from the Warring States period, look at the style of these blue bricks, they're from the Western Zhou dynasty, Linzi, we're really going to strike it rich this time!"
Pan Zi was also extremely excited, "San Ye said, this is at least a tomb as grand as a noble's tomb."
Wu Xie was out tomb raiding for the first time.
The dim tomb passage, the atmosphere, was enough to make him stare in awe.
You know, he had heard stories about these things before.
Having stayed in Wu Shan Ju for so long, he knew what Western Zhou tombs and noble tombs meant.
Now that he was seeing it with his own eyes.
His heart couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.
"Big nephew."
Wu San Sheng patted his head and called out to him, bringing him back to reality.
"You need to know."
"Tombs like this are rare, and this is a place where artifacts can be unearthed!"