Clearly, Prince Ning did something that caused the entire old tomb, including his own tomb and the burial chamber above it, to collapse.
Fang Zong saw billowing dust, the palace collapsing with a thud, and countless stones of all sizes falling from above. Clearly, the entire West Mountain was sinking into silence, and this old tomb was completely crumbling!
Even the Kuiyin River was diverted and no longer protected the entire palace!
"Xiaoran, Xiaonuo!" Fang Zong called out.
After breaking many specially made glow sticks and throwing them around, they found that Li Xiaoran and the others were nowhere to be seen.
Fang Zong thought they had gone upstairs, but suddenly shuddered and turned around abruptly.
"Damn it!" he couldn't help but exclaim.
Sure enough, when she was in real pain, neither Li Xiaoran nor Xue Nuo gave up on her, and the same was true this time.
The Kuiyin River has been diverted, yet these two women did not leave; instead, they rushed into the palace!
Fang Zong saw that the palace was littered with large stones, and the nine hanging coffins that had fallen were smashed beyond recognition. In the ruins, Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo were obviously pulled into an illusion, constantly attacking the surrounding stones and frantically searching for something.
"Derailment and collision!" Fang Zong turned around and crashed back.
Fortunately, Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo were not far apart. Fang Zong grabbed one of them with each hand and used another derailment impact to rush back to the palace entrance.
He glanced at the bronze gate with a hint of pity, then smacked the girls twice on the forehead: "You're all so stupid, get up there!"
"What did you say?" Li Xiaoran instinctively looked over, his eyes blazing with icy blue fire.
"I said you guys are so cute."
Fang Zong rolled his eyes, looked ahead, and found that the passageway had been blocked by fallen rocks. He simply looked up and exclaimed, "Derailment collision!"
With a sudden surge, Fang Zong, carrying two women, broke through seven or eight meters of soil and tomb bricks in one go, reaching the next level of the tomb.
Then, once more, and again. After three consecutive impacts, take a deep breath, relax your body, wait for the cooldown, and then continue!
The frenzied collisions were draining the power of both techniques.
One is a derailment impact, and the other is a copper skin ability that reaches level twelve. This was the first time Fang Zong had exerted all his strength, but he was surprised to find that when the energy from the derailment impact was exhausted, the Dragon Yang Qi would immediately replenish it, not to mention the level twelve copper skin ability.
Before Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo could react, he had taken them to the eighth level of the tomb.
With a loud "bang!", Fang Zong's face went numb.
He smashed a five-meter-deep crater into the ceiling above, but this was the first time he couldn't rush straight up.
Let's try again, 'Bang!' It got stuck again.
Li Xiaoran pulled Fang Zong down, glanced up, and said coldly, "The collapse up there is too severe. There are rocks blocking the way; you can't crash through."
Fang Zong shrugged: "At worst, I'll get buried."
Calculate it, they're already in the eighth level of the tomb. After the old tomb collapses, they'll be at most a hundred meters below the ground. As long as they find enough air, they can hold out until Meng Laode sends people to dig them out.
The only problem was that air was difficult to preserve. Fang Zong started thinking of solutions.
“No need.” Li Xiaoran pointed upwards and called out, “Xue Nuo.”
"I was ready!" Xue Nuo had already picked up the ice cream. It seemed that she consumed a lot of sugar when she used the magic. She took a bite of the whole ice cream, then pulled out two kitchen knives and shot them into the dent that Fang Zong had made.
After thinking about it, I felt it wasn't enough, so I prepared four more and shot them out, just like the picture.
"Sizzle!" Lightning flashed like purple thunder, with a faint glimmer of light shining through it, like the glow sticks they had broken when they went down.
Fang Zong was immediately delighted, grabbed two teammates, and rammed them upwards again.
The collapse on the upper level was even more violent. Fang Zong was completely focused on crashing into things. He seemed to hear a hissing sound, but he didn't pay attention and rushed directly to the top floor.
He looked around but didn't see Zhao Changle. He didn't care anymore and ran towards the entrance of the old tomb.
Soon we reached the entrance crack, where there was light ahead.
"Hey, hero!" Suddenly, someone spoke from beside the crack.
Zhao Changle emerged from the side, shoving two boxes of gold and silver jewelry into Fang Zong's hands. He carefully held the woman's skin covering Fang Zong's mouth in his hand, saying, "No need to rush. This place won't collapse. Even if it does, we'll just get out..."
Before he could finish speaking, *sizzle*!
Zhao Changle's black dragon robe was torn in two pieces, and Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo each grabbed one half and wrapped it around their upper bodies.
"Hey, this is an antique, it's very valuable!" Zhao Changle conjured clothes with his ghostly energy, his handsome face completely speechless.
Li Xiaoran gave him a cold look. Xue Nuo was alright, pouting and gritting her teeth, "Our clothes were torn, so we'll borrow yours for a bit. It's not like we're using yours for nothing. We'll take good care of you, you little ghost."
"That's great!" Zhao Changle chuckled.
That smile made all the flowers pale in comparison, and her beauty was unparalleled!
Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo exchanged a glance, their delicate white teeth seemingly clicking together.
"You'd better stop laughing," Fang Zong reminded Zhao Changle, thinking of Sophia in his mind, and then glared fiercely at his two teammates as if he were about to devour them, before finally deleting the image of Zhao Changle's smile from his mind.
They walked out of the crevice together and immediately saw bright sunshine and a gentle breeze.
The ground beneath my feet kept collapsing, and after several jumps, I finally felt the ground shaking lessen when I reached the foot of the mountain.
At the foot of West Mountain, the demon-slaying squad is withdrawing.
Meng Laode, along with a dozen newly promoted experts at the Dharma Gate level, waited at the foot of the mountain. Upon seeing Fang Zong and the others, his old face finally relaxed.
"Thank goodness no one died," Old Man Meng muttered.
Fang Zong, upon seeing this old fox's face for the first time, was filled with sighs.
"How is the situation?" Fang Zong asked.
"The ones that came out were all small ghosts, and there weren't many casualties. It was just that kid Erdan who was unlucky. He was so audacious that he tried to send a steel cable down through the crack at the entrance to reduce the chances of you being trapped underneath. He was ambushed by a ghost and had his belly ripped open."
"Liu Erdan?" Fang Zong chuckled.
He remembered Liu Erdan; he was one of the ability users who went in with him and had also advanced to the level of a magic gate.
A powerful expert at the level of a Dharma Gate was ripped open by a little ghost?
"Look, he's right there. He said he wanted to see if you could get out safely, so he didn't send you to the hospital and made the ambulance wait there in vain." Old Meng paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "This kid is not bad. If you're willing, you can promote him when you have the chance."
"You mean to make him like Yang Tiesheng? Don't be ridiculous!" Fang Zong smiled meaningfully.
He went over to check on him and found that Liu Erdan was pale. He then instructed the nurse accompanying the ambulance, "Open four intravenous lines, quickly replenish fluids, cross-check blood draws, and cross-check blood delivery. There's no need to let the blood warm up naturally after collection; just transfuse it directly. He can handle it."
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