If it is the Terracotta Warriors, they are inanimate objects after all, so there is nothing to worry about even if there are too many of them in a row.

However, this group of people in front of me...

Just when the others were still wondering what Yang Lan'er meant, the person in the front suddenly spoke: "Welcome to the tomb of our emperor. On this best and special day, the heavens have also sent a group of excellent sacrifices to our emperor."

As soon as these words were spoken, Xu Ji and his group all fainted. Half of the archaeological team fainted, and the remaining half were simply frightened silly.

The only ones who were awake were the six soldiers, three people from the dark world, and Yin Zimo.

As for Yang Lan'er and Qin Muyan, they were never surprised. They had guessed it from the beginning and saw everything with their spiritual sense before they came out.

Even sober people were stunned; this kind of thing was truly unbelievable.

The person in the front is particularly tall and strong, with extremely shiny armor, which is different in style and workmanship from the ones behind him. The weapons in his hands are also special, and he exudes the strongest aura. He is obviously a general.

Seeing so many people fainted from fear, the general sneered disdainfully: "You haven't been out for many years, and you are so useless. How can you be worthy of the emperor's favor? Forget it, anyway, you are just top-ranked people, and you can barely serve the emperor."

"No wonder they suddenly let us out. From what I heard, they are planning to send us to the Mongolian Emperor as slaves." Professor Gu has a lot of experience after all, and his psychological endurance is stronger than that of ordinary people.

"Strange, why can't I feel any vitality from these people?" Yin Zimo said in a low voice.

"This tomb is more than 800 years old. Do you really think there are living people in it?" Yang Lan'er narrowed her eyes and looked around.

This hall is a miniature of the Mongolian Dynasty. The top is inlaid with large luminous pearls, so it is so bright.

This group of grave keepers were most likely the elite soldiers of the Mongolian Emperor in his past. They had fought in countless battles, so they had such a violent temper that ordinary people could not even imagine.

Moreover, these gravekeepers are not targeting everyone. What we see now is just the aura they are unconsciously emitting. Otherwise, no ordinary person present would be able to stay awake.

"Not a living person?" Yin Zimo was embarrassed: "Could it be a zombie?"

Yang Lan'er coughed and said, "If it really is a zombie with such a strong sense of autonomy, then we really have no choice but to become slaves for them." There is basically no chance of escape.

"What do you think it is?" Yang Lan'er turned her head and looked at Qin Muyan and asked. They were just a group of innates. If the two of them wanted to leave, this group of people would have no chance of keeping them. But they didn't know where the confidence and arrogance of these soldiers came from. Did they bring them with them?

"One word." Qin Muyan said slowly: "In this situation, I can only think of that..."

"Witch!" Qin Muyan and Yang Lan'er said the answer in unison.

"Sure enough, only the legendary witchcraft can make people exist in this form forever." Yang Lan'er said, with a trace of sympathy and sadness in her eyes: "The price is the eternal imprisonment of the soul, and there will be no reincarnation forever."

To be honest, this method is actually very cruel to people.

If they die again, these people's souls will be scattered and they will have no chance of reincarnation.

"I think they did it voluntarily. Otherwise, they wouldn't be thinking about sending the best of things and servants to the Mongolian Emperor." Qin Muyan sighed. The loyalty of some people was really incomprehensible.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand. What witchcraft? Shamanism?" Although Yin Zimo is a warrior, he has never been exposed to cultivation, so naturally he does not understand the legendary witchcraft monks.

The three were discussing in low voices when one of them couldn't stand it anymore and said, "What emperor? What grace? This is ridiculous. The Mongol Dynasty has been destroyed for hundreds of years, and you are still dreaming?"

"The Meng Emperor has been engaged in wars for years and has killed countless people. Will he go to the eighteen levels of hell after his death? Or will he be condemned to eternal damnation? I'm afraid we don't know where the tragedy is. Your sacrifice will only increase the Meng Emperor's sins."

"What?" The general was extremely angry, and swung his sword to emit a strong sword energy: "You said that the Mongolian Dynasty was destroyed?" The shock and anger were as if real.

Yang Lan'er and Qin Muyan noticed that the innate great perfection of the sword energy did not leave the slightest trace on the ground. What kind of material is this? Seeing that the other party was shocked, Professor Gu's side became active. Many people came back to their senses and began to criticize each other.

The archaeological team was well versed in history, so naturally they restored the history of the Mongol Dynasty inadvertently.

"No matter how ambitious the Emperor Meng is, he is still lying here."

"He is just a cruel butcher. Aren't the descendants of Emperor Meng good-for-nothings? Such a powerful dynasty was destroyed in just a hundred years. They don't know how to be an emperor and only know how to fight."

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The enemy's silence emboldened these people, and they became more and more vocal.

As a result, a blade of energy suddenly flashed and hit the person who spoke rudely, causing a scream.

"Insulting our emperor is a crime unforgivable, die!"

If Yang Lan'er hadn't pulled him aside and avoided the sword energy, this man would have been minced into meat. As for the person who fainted on the ground, that was Xu Ji and his group's business and she had no right to interfere.

"Knowing clearly that these are the loyal warriors of Emperor Meng, could you not leave some room for them when you spoke? Don't you think they are not dying fast enough?" Yang Lan'er said calmly.

As he was speaking, another sword energy came and directly wrapped Yang Lan'er.

Yang Lan'er narrowed her eyes, and when the person next to her collapsed to the ground in fear, she calmly stretched out her left hand.

"Lan'er, don't." Yin Zimo was shocked and leaned over to block the attack for Yang Lan'er. The sword energy looked not simple.

Qin Muyan was quick to stop Yin Zimo's actions and prevent her from causing trouble for Yang Lan'er.

It was just a long-range attack of the innate great perfection. In a one-on-one situation, it posed no threat to Yu Yang Lan'er at all.

Under everyone's horrified gaze, Yang Lan'er clenched her left fist and blasted directly towards the sword energy. Her movements were simple and rough.

However, when the sword energy hit the fist, it had no effect and instead dissipated directly. The hall suddenly fell into a strange silence.

After a moment of silence, Qin Muyan stepped out from the crowd and said, "If there is no guessing, today is the anniversary of Emperor Meng's death!"

When this was said, Professor Gu and others' eyes lit up, because in history, the date of Emperor Meng's death was only an approximate date, not a specific time. Could it be that the mystery was solved? The general looked at Yang Lan'er in doubt. He clearly felt that she was an ordinary person, but just now, he clearly felt that this woman's strength was unmatched.