The fire spread quickly in the tomb passage, and thereâs no way to know where the vents were set. Since the fire in this confined space hasnât extinguished yet, there was less oxygen to breathe, so Qin Cheng and Wu Hai felt dizzy under the lack of oxygen.
âWu Hai, hurryâŚ..â Qin Chengâs words were drowned under the sudden sound of an explosion. As he subconsciously looked at the direction of the sound, he could only see that in the sea of fire, the roof of the tomb passage suddenly collapsed, and the original stone and soil of the mountain collapsed as well, directly blocking the way.
Sure enough, this tomb passage was covered with red phosphorus, sulfur and wooden blocks to cause an explosion!
Frightened to the point of sweating cold, Qin Cheng, as if he couldnât feel the pain of breathing with the lack of oxygen was also unable to feel that his injury was bleeding. As he reached out his hand to grab Wu Haiâs arm, he stumbled and desperately ran towards the tunnel they just saw.
If you stay in this place, the only way out is death, so you might as well fight for your life. This tunnel must have been dug by the grave robbers before, and if it wasnât sealed, then they may have a chance to live!
The tunnel wasnât far away, but Qin Cheng felt as if he was walking 10km. The moment he finally reached the side of the tunnel, Qin Cheng felt that he had exhausted all of his strength, directly collapsing under the mouth of the tunnel.
The tunnel was 1,5m away from the ground, and it was quite narrow, so it was difficult to climb. Qin Cheng gasped sharply, feeling how his consciousness was about to fly away. He knew that this was foreshadowing for passing out from lack of oxygen: âWu⌠Wu Hai, step on my shouldersâŚand climb, climb up. You have more strength than I do, so youâll be able to pull me up laterâŚ.â
âWhat the fuck are you talking about?!â Wu Hai didnât listen to Qin Cheng and directly pulled him up. Qin Cheng had lost a lot of blood from his previous injury, and since he was on the verge of passing out, he wasnât able to feel it, but Wu Hai did. It was easier to breathe near the mouth of the tunnel, which proved that there should be an exit over there.
They were positioned at the edge of the horizontal line of the T-shaped tomb passage. Since the inside of the tunnel was so dark that it was impossible to see clearly ahead, Wu Hai quickly took the flashlight out of his pocket and flashed it inside. The first thing he saw were white bones. Wu Hai gasped in fright, and only after calming his breath did Wu Hai look inside again, finding that there was a chamber at the other side of the tunnel. There wasnât any time to think twice, so Wu Hai said to Qin Cheng: âThere are bones inside, human bones, and this tunnel seems to be connected to a chamber. However, I canât figure out what kind of chamber it is. Iâll help you get inside the tunnel, so climb over first. Itâs easier to breathe there. I can climb up by myself.â
Qin Cheng didnât trust that heâll be able to support himself, so he simply closed his eyes, and nodded: âAlrightâŚ..â
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Qu Zhiwen could also be considered lucky enough to escape the three half-immortals that were chasing after him, because they were trapped by Su Jingmo.
The three of them were unable to enter the Underground Palace, and they canât use any spells. In the end, they helplessly watched Qu Zhiwen getting away. Even though they wanted to chase after him, they were restrained by the Emperorâs soul inside the Underground Palace.
As the three men frowned tightly, their hearts felt extremely angry with the Emperorâs meddling. However, they also knew who was inside the Underground Palace. The three of them were merely 400 years old together, and even though this Emperor has died young, he has been a ghost for a longer time than they have been half-immortals, for more than 1000 years at least. They are just half-immortals, they canât do anything against him.
When they realized that they wouldnât be able to catch up with Qu Zhiwen, a white-haired man with the face of a young man thought about it, bowed at the gates of the Underground Palace, and said respectfully: âThe three of us intruded into His Majestyâs Underground Palace without permission. It was the wrong thing to do, but it was our last resort. I hope His Majesty will allow the three of us to leave.â
This wasnât the way ancient people would speak, and even though he pondered over the words for a while, the white-haired man struggled to say those words, stumbling, and afraid that the Emperor wouldnât be able to understand what he said.
But after waiting for a long time, there was no response from the Emperorâs soul.
Standing in front of the gates of the Underground Palace and looking at the darkness not that far away, the white-haired man thought that the Emperor may have not heard him clearly. So, he raised his qi and repeated what he had just said using a voice transmission of a thousand miles.
However, even after a second time, there was still no response coming from the dark depths of the Underground Palace.
The voice transmission of a thousand miles was used, so he didnât think that the Emperor didnât hear him, meaning that he was simply not paying attention to them. The white-haired man felt a bit annoyed and said: âIâve said what I wanted to say, but if His Majesty still insists on ignoring us, then donât blame us for being disrespectful to-!â
âOh?â
Before the white-haired man could finish his speech, he heard the Emperorâs sneer coming from the depths of the Underground Palace. Su Jingmo pulled back the hair on his forehead, walked towards the stone table, picked up a history book, and flipped through its pages as he said: âZhen would like to see what these three half-immortals are capable of.â
The white-haired man didnât mean what he said, after all, he wasnât stupid. Naturally, he was able to tell that this Emperor was actually trying to make time for Qu Zhiwen to escape.
The two elders beside the white-haired men knew that they couldnât keep wasting their time here, so the tallest one hurried to apologize: âJust now my old friend spoke nonsense in the heat of the moment. I think that His Majesty also knows that the three of us came here to chase after Qu Zhiwen, but Iâm afraid His Majesty doesnât know why.â At that instant, the elder raised his voice: âThat Qu Zhiwen stole some treasures from us. If ordinary people get those treasures, the three of us wouldnât be that worried, but the thing is that Qu Zhiwen is extremely knowledgeable with the art of Qi Huang, and he also knows a lot about Immortal techniques. If those treasures are activated, Iâm afraid a great catastrophe will be unleashed.â
Even though that elder was 30m away, the sound of his voice was directly sent to Su Jingmoâs ears, making it difficult for him to ignore it. Su Jingmo didnât like the feeling of being forced to hear something he wasnât interested in hearing.
At this, Su Jingmoâs expression sank as he snorted coldly: âWhat does it have to do with Zhen?â
The ghostly qi around him became thicker, and the three half-immortals knew at that moment that the Emperor was angry. At that, the white-haired man quickly blurted out anxiously: âIt has something to do with you!â
Su Jingmoâs finger turning over the pages suddenly paused, but he immediately continued to turn a new page, reading an unknown historian from a later generationâs comment about the First Emperor: âIf great achievements can surpass the world, why obsess over life and death?â
Su Jingmoâs eyes trembled slightly as he put down the history book in his hand: âWhat do you mean?â
âI think that His Majesty knows whatâs inside your Imperial Mausoleum, right? The Taowu boneâŚ.. I guess you knew this even before you died, because I donât think anyone would resist the temptation of immortality. Iâm afraid His Majesty is no exception, but why are you just a ghost now? For thousands of years, no matter the First Emperor, the Emperors of the Han Dynasty, or other Emperors of later generations, as long as they knew that the Taowu bones existed, they would look for them openly and secretly. Some of them may have been able to find some, but, as His Majesty knows, no one has been able to live forever, and itâs also true that too many people have lost their lives because of them. Does His Majesty know why?â
After the white-haired man said this, Su Jingmo seemed to understand what he meant: âYou mean that it has something to do with the stolen treasures?â
âYes. Those who cultivate immortality will stop growing and changing, but ordinary people are differentâŚ.â When he said that, the taller elder patted the white-haired manâs shoulder, signaling him to not say more.
At that, the white-haired man nodded and simply said: âQu Zhiwen had stolen the treasures guarded by the three of us. His purpose isnât simple, and Iâm afraid that it will also have a negative impact on you.â
Su Jingmo, who had grown up fighting to seize the throne, would naturally not believe these peopleâs words. If he didnât believe in the rat immortalâs words, then why should he believe in the words of these three half-immortals?
However, thereâs one thing Su Jingmo was sure of, and that is that itâs impossible for a person to work so hard unless it benefits them. Qu Zhiwenâs sudden appearance was quite opportune, as Qin Cheng mentioned, invited by a policeman. When he came here, stepping into this puddle of increasingly muddy water, not only did he dirty himself, but he also didnât leave nor did he seem to want any benefits in return. This, Su Jingmo, couldnât believe no matter what.
Qu Zhiwenâs knowledge on the art of Qi Huang and Immortal techniques could possibly be better than some of those so-called immortals. But, since he lacks Immortal bones and tendons, resulting in him being a mere mortal subject to life and death, it wasnât impossible to consider that he would want the Taowu bones.
However, Qu Zhiwen hasnât shown the slightest desire for the Taowu bone when Su Jingmo let him enter the tomb. Qu Zhiwen was clearly able to feel the presence of the Taowu bone, but he didnât even try to take it, and there wasnât even a trace of greed for the Taowu bone in his eyes, just like Qin Chengâs eyes.
So, what does Qu Zhiwen really want? Could it be said that this man is hiding his intentions too deeply? But, at least, he hasnât harmed Su Jingmo so far. On the contrary, he could even be of some use. Su Jingmo has never been someone who would refuse âusefulâ people.
If it werenât for the fact that Qu Zhiwen had to rush over to help Qin Cheng, Su Jingmo would really like to see how Qu Zhiwen would fight with these three half-immortals. But, the longer the show, the better it is, right?
The only thing that worries Su Jingmo at the moment, is the fool whoâs obsessed with archeologyâŚ. AndâŚ. heâs Su Jingmoâs fool.
He already knew that Qin Chengâs journey wouldnât go smoothly, but what Su Jingmo didnât expect was that he would be so worried about him. It was a strange feeling.
Su Jingmo was afraid that something would happen to this man, so he blended a piece of the Taowu bone into the jade pendant he always wore with himâŚ..
The jade pendant Qin Cheng wore wasnât a normal item. Not to mention the wonderful patterns engraved on it, but even the flawless transparency and warm luster of such a white jade were rare to see even in a hundred years. Su Jingmo was born a Prince, and the Prince was born to be respected. Later, Su Jingmo became the Emperor, so this jade pendant had naturally accompanied him from birth until death. During that period of time, the jade pendant has also received a few spells of enlightenment by the most respected monks and priests.
It was, indeed, quite precious.
However, no matter how precious the jade pendant actually was, it didnât have the effect of expelling ghosts and allowing someone to see them 1600 years agoâŚ.
Daamnn if that jade pendant wasnât that special so many years ago, then why it allows Qin Cheng all that??? đđđđ⨠mysteriousâŚ
Qin Cheng and Wu Hai are now free from the fire, but what other dangers will they encounter inside that chamber đ