The few behind them were carrying entrenching tools, their tools covered in mud.
Behind them was a large wooden box with the fuse of an explosive protruding from it.
Judging from their attire and the blown-open tomb, the identities of these people become clear.
"Turns out they were a group of tomb raiders."
Ye Feng gave a disdainful sneer.
He stood in the shade of the tree, so these people couldn't see his face clearly.
"Who are you calling a thief? We are the descendants of the Unloading Mountain School, skilled in finding dragon veins and determining feng shui and the Eight Trigrams. Do you understand?"
A man with triangular eyes glanced sideways at Ye Feng; his cultivation was at the peak of Martial Soul.
In his eyes, Ye Feng showed no signs of cultivation and was just an ordinary person, so he immediately felt contempt for him.
"Damn, I thought he was some kind of expert, but it turns out he's just an ordinary person."
"Get lost right now, or don't blame me for being impolite."
Ye Feng ignored him and shoved him away.
"Get out of the way."
He strode to the tomb that had been looted, stared at the dark entrance, and rebuked it in a deep voice.
"There's something in here. If you don't want to die, get out of here."
He could sense that the dark figure from earlier was inside this ancient tomb.
As for why the tomb raiders didn't discover it, it's possible they entered through another exit.
The man with the triangular eyes stumbled from the push and immediately flew into a rage, grabbing an entrenching tool and slapping it at the back of Ye Feng's head.
"Damn it, you have a path to heaven but you choose to walk into the gates of hell..."
puff!
Ye Feng raised his hand and slapped him to death.
This guy is going to kill him, why should I be polite to him?
The remaining group of tomb raiders were startled and stared at Ye Feng with terrified eyes.
After all that fuss, it turns out this kid was just pretending to be weak to take advantage of others.
"My friend, I'm sorry for offending you."
At this moment, the leader of the tomb raiders stepped out.
This was a man in his thirties, of medium build, with an open and honest gaze, dark and rough skin, and a bluish-green beard on his chin. He had a bundle of rope slung across his body, with a sharp hook tied to the end of the rope, and a Bagua feng shui compass hanging from his waist.
"I am Hu Jiusan, the twenty-eighth generation successor of the Xieshan School. To be honest, this is a large tomb from the pre-Qin period. It is full of traps and extremely dangerous. No one, no matter how capable, could swallow it alone. Why don't we join forces and go in together so that we can look out for each other?"
The others behind him, though their faces showed dissatisfaction, dared not utter a single word of dissent.
Ye Feng faced the dark entrance of the large tomb, with his back to the others.
"I'm not here to rob graves, I'm here to find someone."
Hu Jiusan shook his head and sneered.
They clearly did not believe what Ye Feng said.
Coming to an ancient tomb to look for someone in the middle of the night? Isn't that just blatant lying?
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a cold wind blew out from the ancient tomb, followed by a wail.
A series of crisp hoofbeats rang out.
A small paper carriage, less than half a meter tall, came clattering out. A paper figure sat on the carriage, giving Ye Feng and the others a sinister smile...
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