As they continued knocking, a "thud" was heard, and a small snake head sank into the stone coffin. Then, as if the totem had come to life, the snake heads began to shrink back into the coffin one after another.

Xiang Wan took a step back, holding the dagger horizontally in front of her, watching the scene warily. The "clattering" sound grew more and more frequent until finally all the snake heads retreated into the stone coffin. Looking at the totems again, only some twisted snake bodies and countless small holes remained.

After waiting a while, the stone coffin fell silent. Xiang Wan slowly moved forward, bringing it closer to examine it carefully. Ignoring the snake's body amidst the intricate patterns, she focused on the retracted snake heads. They seemed strangely familiar, but what were they? Xiang Wan couldn't recall for a moment. She bent down to examine the stone statues on the coffin lid; seeing no change, she turned to the side, carefully trying to recall the connection between the positions of these retracted snake heads.

As she looked, she suddenly felt something was wrong; it seemed like something had moved. She slowly raised her head and looked at the coffin lid, only to see the snake-faced man's mouth seemingly opening slowly. Xiang Wan dared not be careless, her eyes fixed on that spot, her pistol gripped tightly, fearing something terrible might happen.

A snake's mouth, when opened, can be larger than its body. It's easy to imagine that if it wanted to devour prey larger than itself, it only needed to open its mouth wide enough to swallow the prey. But this snake-faced man, after opening his mouth to the size of a fist, stopped moving. The dark, open hole remained silent.

Xiang Wan's heart was pounding, and she felt a chill run down her spine. If she didn't get away soon, she feared she would be in trouble. She didn't dare to breathe, slowly backing away towards the stone gate, her palms sweating so much that she could barely hold her weapon.

"Little Seven, is the Pharaoh still outside?"

Even when she was calling out to the system in her mind, she subconsciously lowered her voice.

007 didn't respond, and Xiang Wan felt a sudden tightness in her chest. Without this help, her danger had increased.

When they were two steps away from the stone gate, a series of hissing sounds rang out. Heads began to emerge one after another from around the stone coffin, and pairs of eyes gleaming with an eerie light stared straight at Xiang Wan.

Xiang Wan's heart skipped a beat. Good heavens, they were all snakes, and venomous ones at that. She shuddered instantly, her body trembling inexplicably, her mind reeling. Whether in her past life or this one, her greatest fear was these slender creatures that could survive anywhere. Let alone many, even just one would scare her half to death. The fact that she hadn't collapsed yet only showed how strong her soul was, supporting the original owner's frail body.

The black snake slowly emerged from the small hole, a sight that sent chills down one's spine. But that wasn't the most terrifying part. Even more terrifying was the pair of blood-red, vertical eyes that slowly peered out from the snake-faced man's mouth. Those eyes, like searchlights, gradually swept across the stone bricks above, landing on Xiang Wan. The golden-crowned snake head stared directly at Xiang Wan, its malevolent gaze radiating overwhelming ferocity.

"Don't let it out!" Xiang Wan suddenly snapped back to reality and fired a shot at the fist-sized snake head. The snake tilted its head and dodged the shot. Xiang Wan didn't dare to be careless and fired again and again, but the snake always managed to dodge at the crucial moment.

Enraged, the snakes swarmed out and began to crawl towards Xiang Wan. Xiang Wan fought and retreated, unable to deal with the smaller snakes that were about to reach her. She knew she couldn't let the golden-crowned snake get out; the principle of capturing the king first is timeless.

Her back was already pressed against the stone door, and the little black snake was almost within reach, but it stopped an inch away from her feet and surrounded Xiang Wan.

The floor tiles were covered with countless black snakes, like a surging curtain, and there were also countless eyes that gleamed with an eerie light. The golden-crowned snake flicked its tongue, hissed twice, and then the little snake actually stopped moving and began to slowly crawl towards the stone coffin.

What's going on? Xiang Wan didn't believe that the snake would give up its prey. The more she tried to keep the snakes away, the more suspicious she felt.

The sound of knocking came from behind, rapid and frequent. Xiang Wan listened carefully and could hear messy footsteps and voices.

"What should we do? It's coming right now, open the door quickly!"

It was a woman's voice. Besides her, Guo Ziqi was the only other person in the tomb. They had all somehow ended up here; judging from their words, it seemed they had encountered something extraordinary and were looking for a place to hide.

"Professor, hurry! If all else fails, set off explosives. It's better than ending up like Yao Jiang."

Sanpao's voice was urgent and fierce, but no one answered.

With a loud "crack," Xiang Wan immediately rolled sideways under the stone door. A moment later, she was pushed out by the stone door and returned to the previous passage. Behind the stone door, screams of agony rang out.

Xiang Wan got up and, without thinking of anything else, ran outside. Judging from Sanpao's words, the Pharaoh was probably chasing them, and she needed to find a place to hide before he discovered them.

She ran a short distance back the way she came from the passage, when she tripped over a corpse. The clothes were Yao Jiang's, but the body inside was a skeleton, wrapped in a layer of wrinkled skin.

The clicking sounds came from the other end of the passage. Xiang Wan didn't have time to run anymore; she was going to die either way, so she might as well take a gamble. She pulled a bomb out of her backpack and held it in her hand. Then she lay down on her side in the corner, covering Yao Jiang's body with his backpack and her own, placing them at either end to completely cover herself. Then she called on the system to let her soul leave her body, putting her body into a state of suspended animation.

In modern TV dramas, the pharaoh's resurrection requires absorbing the life force of the living. If she feigns death and has no life force, then the pharaoh won't discover her. Whether it's real or not, dying like that is much better than having her life force drained from her; at least it's not as terrifying.

After the system emerged from the snake, it remained silent, but its movements were swift. Xiang Wan had just summoned it when she found herself floating in mid-air. Watching the Pharaoh approach, Xiang Wan felt a chill run down her spine. Not daring to look up, she shrank back into the wall, her back to the passageway.

The Pharaoh walked at a steady pace, the "clicking" sound growing closer. When he reached Xiang Wan's hiding place, he paused slightly before continuing forward.

Xiang Wan didn't dare to look back for a long time until the "click" sound was very faint. Then she returned to her body, turned over and sat up, panting heavily to calm her wildly beating heart.

Yao Jiang's backpack was quite heavy, so Xiang Wan picked out some useful items and headed towards the stone steps she had initially seen. Since the system could open one door, it should be able to open that one too. However, seeing how skillfully Liu Zijue and the others opened the small door, they figured this main door must have already been opened by them. Regardless, they decided to go in and take a look first.