By the time Xu Wei revealed his ill intentions, Deng Wen and the others had no time to react.

A drug specifically designed for advanced Martial Spirit stage cultivators began to take effect, and Deng Wen, Zhang Kai, Wang Jia, and even Wang Jia's magical beast... fell one after another.

Aside from the raccoon who, despite feeling pain, is immune to all poisons, and Shang Yanting, who is at the Martial King realm.

However, she saw that Shang Yanting had also collapsed!

As he fell, his eyes looked at me, and he nodded slightly in acknowledgment.

Jia Xitong didn't know what he wanted to do, but she instantly understood his meaning. She staggered a couple of steps, then collapsed next to Shang Yanting, her hind legs twitching symbolically a couple of times.

That's quite a professional feigned fainting.

Since Little Raccoon got her own dragon horns, she has rarely returned to Shang Yanting's sea of ​​consciousness.

However, this is an exception.

Why are you kissing me, host?

Clearly, Xu Wei is not a good person.

If it were her, she would reveal her identity as the Martial King and then thoroughly humiliate this kid.

"We need someone to open the cemetery."

Xu Wei wanted to go in, but Shang Yanting wanted to even more.

Two black-robed puppets climbed onto the altar, cleaned it up, and then carried the seven people up.

A huge stone circle is carved on it.

Each of the seven men was positioned in a different direction, and then the black-robed puppet slashed their wrists one by one. The blood of the other six men was dark red, but Shang Yanting's blood was reddish-gold.

Fortunately, it was already dark, and Xu Wei was so eager to open the tomb that he didn't notice anything unusual.

Blood flowed along the grooves carved into the boulder, slowly filling them.

Then

Xu Wei also cut open his own palm.

He was chanting incomprehensible slang, his pace quickening and his voice growing louder. Soon after, the two puppets behind him also began.

The altar on the ground emitted a blood-red, dazzling light.

As their voices grew louder and their speed increased, the boulder blocking the tomb chamber began to crack.

Then, it exploded and shattered.

The tomb, sealed for five hundred years, has finally been opened!

"Thank you all for your help, but you are no longer of any use to me."

Xu Wei looked at the men who had collapsed to the ground and drew his weapon from his waist.

"You're really no longer of any use to me."

Shang Yanting reached out and grabbed the other man's throat. With a snap, his neck was crushed by the force of the blow.

This feels... a bit off!

Two black-robed puppets leaped up, attempting to attack Shang Yanting from behind.

Without a second thought, he caught Xu Da's longsword between his fingertips and kicked Xu Er, who was on his left, flying away.

Shang Yanting was also very curious about the humanoid puppet, and he tore off the black robe from Xu Da's body.

There was nothing beneath Xu Da's black robe.

Aside from his wooden hands, he resembled a human. He was a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, but his lower abdomen was completely empty.

"Heavenly eunuch".

These two words seemed to strike a chord with him.

"Insolence! You scoundrel!"

Xu Da leaped up and picked up a strange cross-shaped magical artifact from the black robe on the ground. He struck the artifact in his hand, and Xu Wei, who had been dead, stood up again and pounced on Shang Yanting.

At this moment, Xu Wei looked blank, possessed immense strength, and had lost all sense of pain.

No matter how many times Shang Yanting tried to kill him, Xu Wei would only keep charging at him.

On the other side, Xu Er kept throwing out flying needles. Seeing that he couldn't defeat Shang Yanting, he pierced the bodies of Deng Wen and the other six. These men quickly stood up and attacked Shang Yanting.

Xu Da and Xu Er are not puppets, but the people who manipulate them!

Shang Yanting showed no mercy. He made hand seals and used his surging spiritual power to crush Xu Wei, who was now completely a puppet. He then severed the silver threads that Xu Er was using to control Deng Wen and the other six.

The disparity in strength was too great; Xu Da and Xu Er were not only no match for Shang Yanting, but they couldn't even discern his cultivation level.

The two exchanged a glance and attempted to escape.

Shang Yanting made a hand seal and killed Xu Er directly, capturing Xu Da alive.

"Mercy, sir!"

Xu Da's hoarse and shrill voice rang out as he knelt on the ground, pleading desperately.

"Let me ask you a few questions. Who are you two?"

"We are the bloodline left behind by the Puppet Clan."

"What about Xu Wei?"

Xu Da hesitated.

"Think it through before you speak."

Shang Yanting simply looked at him quietly, yet he exuded immense pressure.

“He happened to pass by this place one day, and the two of us secretly ambushed him and turned him into a puppet.”

"So the news about this place was also released by you."

"yes."

Xu Da nodded, "We need eight people to open the tomb chamber."

What's in the tomb?

"All we know is that this was left by our ancestors; we know nothing else."

Xu Da shook his head. "Senior, I have already told you everything I know. Please spare my life."

"Okay, let's go."

Shang Yanting's quick reply surprised Xu Da, who was kneeling and begging for mercy.

He got up and ran outside as fast as he could.

However, not far away, a pebble, controlled by spiritual power, pierced directly through his heart. Xu Da hadn't even had time to form the dark thoughts of revenge.

Cut the weeds and eliminate the roots.

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The tomb chamber has been opened; it is very deep and pitch black inside.

Ignoring the people who had been drugged on the altar, Shang Yanting walked straight into the tomb chamber.

Jia Xitong then took flight with a buzzing sound, illuminating the surroundings with her colorful wings.

This was a long passageway, covered with cobwebs and faded pieces of cloth. At the end, a wall blocked the way, carved with a huge six-pointed star pattern and a line of words faintly visible.

Anyone who enters the cemetery shall die!

Jia Xitong silently moved much further away from the wall.

Shang Yanting drew his sword and slashed down at the wall blocking his way, instantly clearing the path ahead.

"Dear host, it says on the wall that anyone who enters the cemetery will die!"

She never expected Shang Yanting to be so reckless, not taking any safety precautions at all.

Shang Yanting caught the buzzing raccoon in the air. "That's how it's written in the Dragon Clan Ruins too."

Then what?

He inherited the dragon clan's legacy, acquiring dragon horns and scales.

“Turn off the light on your little wings, it’s making me dizzy.”

Jia Xitong: ...

A moment later

The tomb passage was covered with talismans of light.

It was very long inside, and the cave was extremely narrow. Shang Yanting was tall and strong, so he had to bend over and crawl to get through. Moreover, the entire tomb chamber was built upwards, not downwards.

As Jia Xitong flew, she looked down; they were already two or three stories above the bottom.

finally

They arrived at an inner room.

The light talisman illuminated the place, revealing a spherical tomb. There were no coffins inside, only piles of bones on the floor. There were no burial goods; it seemed as if the corpses had been carelessly left there in a mass grave after the flesh had decomposed.

"It was a human burial."

Shang Yanting knew more about this than Jia Xitong.

"Within a family, the more prestigious a person is, the more elaborate their funeral will be after death, sometimes even involving the burial of living people. The fact that so many people were buried here indicates that the person buried here held a very high position in the Puppet Clan."