Chapter 153 Terracotta Warriors Sealed in Dust for Thousands of Years

I stood silently in front of the mural, staring at the man holding a precious sword and pointing it at the sky. I didn’t come back to my senses for a long time.

The scene depicted in the mural was really too shocking. I believe that not only me, but anyone who sees it will be shocked beyond words.

But then, I shook my head again.

In this world, how many people often lament the unfairness of fate and the unfairness of God?

But in the end, how many people dare to defy fate and fight against God?

Didn’t they all bow their heads in the end, surrender to life, and succumb to fate?

Even if there are heroes occasionally, they never bow their heads to life and fight against fate all their lives.

But how many people have really managed to change their fate?

How many people have thought about this, you think you are going against the will of heaven, but is it actually arranged by God?

And the man in the mural is not only refusing to succumb to fate and God.

He is raising an army to attack the heaven!

This is a true hero!

My Adam's apple rolled, I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then took a deep breath and slowly closed my eyes.

It was so shocking, my heart seemed to be infected by the man in the mural, and it became no longer calm.

I was born in a Yin-gathering coffin, which is the Yin Tianxiang mentioned by the Shadow Taoist. In my body, there is a stagnation of Yin poison that even my master cannot solve.

And I am a God-forgiven life. Although no matter what happens, I can avoid suffering in the end, but I am the nemesis of my father, mother, teacher, and friends.

Although Master did not tell me explicitly, it was not difficult to hear from the story Master told me that I was destined to be alone, childless, and without a close woman to accompany me.

This is my fate, arranged by God!

But, do I have to succumb to fate?

I am only eighteen years old, and my life has just begun. Do I really have to be lonely all my life, and die alone in the end, without even someone to mourn for me?

A deep sense of unwillingness rose in my heart, making my already restless heart even more restless, and even my body began to tremble slightly.

"What on earth is the sky? Why is it so overbearing that it can arrange other people's lives and determine other people's fates!"

I gritted my teeth, clenched my fists, and stared at the man in green clothes with his sword pointing to the sky.

At this moment, a voice was roaring loudly in my heart.

It was the roar of indignation against the injustice of fate and unyielding anger in my heart after being infected by this man!

I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths in succession. After a long while, I gradually calmed down. After a long breath of foul air, I slowly opened my eyes again.

After that, I bowed deeply to the man in green in the mural.

There was no other emotion in my bow, just a sincere admiration for this man.

After worshiping, I walked forward slowly with the oil lamp in hand.

In front of me, several murals appeared one after another. Although the murals depicted some sacrificial scenes, they did not look as magnificent as the previous mural, but they were enough to shock the world.

I looked at several murals in succession and then stopped, because this corridor was too long. Both sides of the corridor were almost covered with murals. If I kept looking at them, I would not be able to finish them in one night.

"It is important to save Huzi. These murals... You can come and look at them slowly when you have the chance in the future."

I no longer lingered on these murals, but quickened my pace.

Although I quickened my pace, I still walked carefully. After all, this is a thousand-year-old tomb, and no one dared to guarantee whether it would trigger any agency.

After walking a few dozen meters, I was suddenly startled.

Because there was a stone door in front of me.

The stone door was ajar, and it was obvious that it had just been pushed open. On both sides of the stone door, there were two people standing.

They stood there motionless, leaning their long swords on the ground like sculptures.

"Who are you!" I asked in a low voice, but there was no response, and they still stood there motionless.

I hesitated for a moment, then took the oil lamp and walked forward a few steps carefully.

As I got closer and closer to the two people, I suddenly realized that these two people were not real people at all, but two stone sculptures.

"Wow, the sculptures are so lifelike!"

These two stone men were sculpted so lifelike that not only were their facial features lifelike, but their body proportions were also the same as those of ordinary people, and the swords in their hands were actually real. So from a distance, coupled with the dim light, they looked no different from real people.

But then I discovered that although these two were stone men, their armor was exactly the same as in the murals, and even their solemn expressions were exactly the same. I even felt a murderous aura from these two stone men!

"Wow, the ancient carving skills have reached such a level that they can be confused with the real!"

I shook my head and then turned to look at the stone door in front of me.

The stone door was very tall, nearly ten meters high. There was a dragon carved on the stone door. The dragon was carved very realistically, with its mouth wide open, as if it was roaring at me, the uninvited guest!

Moreover, the eyes of the dragon were actually gems inlaid in the door. At this moment, when I looked into its eyes, the two gems were still flashing with a faint light. It felt like I was really looking into the eyes of a dragon.

I quickly retracted my gaze and dared not to cut again. After taking a deep breath, I took a step forward.

However, when I walked into the stone door and saw the scene in front of me clearly, I was stunned.

"Here, what on earth is this place!"

I held the oil lamp, stunned and stood there, with a deep shock in my eyes.

I saw a huge stone chamber in front of me. It was at least as big as a stadium and could hold tens of thousands of people.

Inside the chamber, there were lights on. Under the lights, I saw countless soldier sculptures like the ones in front of the stone gate.

There were a huge number of them, densely packed and neatly arranged together, forming a huge square formation. Looking around, there must be at least several thousand, or even tens of thousands!

They were all wearing armor and holding spears, just like a group of soldiers ready to go to the battlefield at the king's command. They also exuded a murderous aura!

In front of this group of soldiers, there was a sculptured carriage.

The horses raised their front hooves high, their heads were raised, their mouths were wide open, and the sound of horses neighing seemed to echo in my ears.

In the carriage, there were three soldiers wearing armor and holding long swords, who seemed to be driving the carriage.

Behind the carriage behind the three soldiers was a huge, ancient bronze coffin.