"This is... the main burial chamber." After rushing through the door of the burial chamber and passing through a passage, the three Ashina brothers, the Pope, Duodou Bupa Leng, and a monk, six national-level experts, finally entered the main burial chamber.
"Money is an external thing, money is an external thing, it is all illusory, Amitabha."
Looking at the main burial chamber, spanning a hundred meters, with its floor of gold bricks and gemstones, the silver ceiling adorned with stars, forty-eight massive golden pillars, a silver lake, a golden mountain, jade trees, a golden pavilion, and exquisite gemstones of various colors inlaid everywhere—especially the white jade coffin in the golden pavilion, which was inlaid with thirteen exquisite gemstones of different colors, and even the coffin itself was made of the finest white marble—and the walls covered with various precious ancient paintings, everyone was stunned. They had actually spent real gold and silver to build such a massive tomb.
The Pope's hand trembled, and a white orb of light flew out from his hand.
The next moment, golden light shone brightly, and precious light splashed everywhere, so dazzling that they couldn't open their eyes.
"My 24k vision! That's enough to build two hundred Papal Palaces," the Pope murmured, his eyes barely open.
"Money is all demons and monsters, money is all illusion, money is all harmful. Don't be tempted, don't be tempted..." The monk quickly sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes tightly, and kept chanting.
“This money is enough to build centers for ability users in every city in the world.” Doto Bupa took a deep breath.
"I really want to sleep in this tomb, in that jade coffin," Ashina Shacha said, struggling to open her eyes.
"Don't talk nonsense. The one sleeping in that jade coffin is the legendary Marquis of Dingshan." Ashina Shabi said, trying to suppress the rapidly flowing blood. "Quickly wake up the others. Those zombies will let us in. It's definitely not that simple."
"No one but our lord is qualified to sleep in here." Suddenly, a voice rang out, and the four remaining bronze coffins around the tomb were opened, and Xi Zhicai, Huang Chengyan, Zhuge Liang, and Huang Yueying walked out of the bronze coffins.
"It's not that easy after all. Hopefully, it's the last four. Shacha, Shalu, wake up if you don't want to die," Ashina Shabi said, kicking her two younger brothers awake. Then she kicked the other three awake as well.
“Eighteen hundred years ago, half the world’s treasure was probably here.” The sober Pope looked at the four zombies that had appeared and said, suppressing his rapidly beating heart.
Ashina Shabi glanced at the few who were tempted, then his gaze fell upon the jade coffin in the Golden Jade Pavilion; his purpose remained the same.
"The stars have shifted." Seeing Ashina Shabi's gaze, Zhuge Liang waved his feather fan, making the stars on the tomb ceiling even brighter, and the carved creatures around them seemed to come alive before everyone's eyes.
"A divine gift." Huang Yueying waved her hand after the illusions appeared. She had given life to all of these illusions. Her ability was to bestow life, to give inanimate objects and energy the capacity to act.
“It’s the power of illusion,” the monk said, looking at the illusion before him.
“I’m afraid it’s not just that.” Ashina Shabi stared intently at the illusions around him and said, “They have all been given the ability to move. If they are injured, they will be injured as well. Moreover, these illusions can only be damaged mentally. It’s a terrifying ability, and it’s practically inexhaustible.”
"Roar..." Ashina Shabi had just finished speaking when the illusions rushed towards them.
“However, we are fully prepared,” the Pope said, taking out a Bible from his robes. This Bible had been passed down through generations of the Vatican and blessed by countless ancestors.
When the three Ashina brothers saw the Pope take out the Bible, they quickly took a few steps back and retreated behind him.
“Indeed.” The monk also took out a scripture from his robes. It was the Scripture of Exorcising Demons. Although it wasn’t as powerful as the Holy See’s Bible, which had been blessed by each pope, it had still been blessed by many accomplished monks in this field.
Golden Buddhist light and white holy light shone from the two scriptures, shining on the illusion and on Xi Zhicai and his companions, while also constantly stirring up black smoke.
“We’ve been restrained,” Xi Zhicai said, and with a wave of his hand, four bronze coffin lids suddenly appeared, blocking their way. His ability was spatial manipulation.
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"The Bible... it seems this world isn't just about superpowers, but also developing towards a cultivation system." Wang Han's gaze, passing through the white jade coffin with his white eye, observed the battle outside, and he couldn't help but think. "Zombies, the Vatican, vampires, plus the undead, werewolves, martial artists, and powerful ability users seem to be able to pass on their abilities. Anna also inherited her parents' abilities, but ordinary ability users don't have cultivation methods; this world doesn't yet have a systematic cultivation system."
"Alright, I've had enough sleep, it's time to get out of here. We'll know the answers to these questions once we catch these people," Wang Han thought to himself, as he pushed open the jade coffin lid.
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Huang Chengyan looked at the six people who had brought out Bibles and Buddhist scriptures, made a Han Dynasty salute with his hands, and began to chant. Seven-colored light emanated from his body, resisting the light of the Bibles and Buddhist scriptures. Having once carried out Wang Han's god-making plan, he had awakened the ability most suitable for him: a special power of faith, like the holy light of the Vatican.
"Alright, that's enough." Wang Han's voice came from inside the jade coffin. Hearing this, Huang Chengyan quickly stopped what he was doing.
"As expected, Marquis Dingshan has been resurrected, or rather, he may have always been a zombie, just not out of this tomb." Ashina Shapi and the others were truly nervous as they watched the black-armored man emerge from the white jade coffin, whose existence was unaffected even by holy light and Buddhist light.
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