My understanding is incredible: I gained enlightenment and immortality in the Kunlun Demon Kingdom

Chen Ze frowned, knowing that he would not be able to let this go easily today, so he fixed the Yin-Yang Mirror to his forehead.

Instantly, the Yin-Yang Mirror reflected the images of dozens of ghosts hidden in the shadows within the tomb, each emanating a chilling aura and a suffocating sense of oppression.

This made Chen Ze realize that Wu Sang Daoist's Taoist arts were not simple.

"If you know what's good for you, you should leave with your female companion now." Wu Sang Daoist clasped his hands together and muttered incantations. Instantly, a strong surge of magical power filled the entire tomb.

Tian Siyao felt a sudden tremor in her heart, immediately clenched her teeth, and silently recited the Mind-Enlightening Mantra. A faint halo appeared around her body, temporarily blocking Wu Sang Daoist's magical power.

"How long can such a petty trick last?" A hint of disdain flashed in Wu Sang Dao Ren's eyes.

Without hesitation, Chen Ze swung his Qingfeng sword, its light as smooth as water, aiming straight for Wu Sang Daoren.

Seeing this, Wu Sang Daoist waved his left hand, and a gust of yin wind immediately blew Qingfeng Sword off course.

"Yin-Yang Mirror, break!" Chen Ze shouted, and the Yin-Yang Mirror suddenly emitted a blinding light, shooting straight at Wu Sang Daoist.

Wu Sang Daoist felt a sudden flash of light before his eyes, and then his expression changed drastically.

"Such a divine artifact exists!" He quickly retreated, avoiding the light of the Yin-Yang Mirror.

The ghosts in the tomb were also affected by the Yin-Yang Mirror, and one by one they disappeared into the air like burning paper figures.

"It's not too late to leave now." Chen Ze's gaze was sharp as he stared intently at Wu Sang Daoist.

Wu Sang Daoist snorted coldly, glanced at the ghosts that were gradually disappearing around him, and seemed to be reassessing Chen Ze and Tian Siyao's strength.

"I'll spare your lives for now, but this cemetery is not a place for you. Take care of yourselves after you leave!"

After Wu Sang Daoren finished speaking, his body gradually disappeared into the darkness of the tomb like a thin mist, leaving behind only a cold laugh and a gradually dissipating gust of wind.

Chen Ze and Tian Siyao gripped each other's hands tightly, both able to feel the sweat on each other's palms.

At this moment, they all understood that this tomb exploration trip was destined to be rewarding.

Chen Ze and Tian Siyao continued walking forward.

To ensure her own safety, Tian Siyao also set up an array around her body.

Wu Sang Daoist, hidden in the shadows, twitched the muscles at the corner of his eye, clearly not expecting Tian Siyao to have mastered such a sophisticated formation.

The wooden doll in Tian Siyao's hand was infused with a mysterious power, and an invisible wave quickly surged toward Wu Sang Daoren.

"Not to be underestimated!" Wu Sang Daoist was shocked and immediately tried to dodge with his movement technique, but the power of the formation instantly enveloped him, making him feel that his magic power was severely restricted.

Chen Ze stood to the side, his eyes flashing with surprise and respect.

He took out the Yin-Yang Mirror to observe, but saw that the wooden doll in Tian Siyao's hand seemed to have come to life, emitting a faint light.

Tian Siyao softly chanted, "Mind-Clearing Mantra, Lock!"

Wu Sang Daoist's body stiffened, and his magical power was temporarily sealed.

A hint of resentment and anxiety flashed in his eyes.

The combination of the formation and the incantation made him feel as if he were tightly bound by invisible shackles.

"What a wonderful mantra for enlightening the mind, Tian Siyao, when did you cultivate to such a high level?" Wu Sang Daoist barely managed to calm himself down, trying his best to appear less panicked.

Tian Siyao chuckled softly, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky—brief yet unforgettable.

"Whether one's cultivation level is high or low is relative."

But I am confident I can handle you.

Chen Ze felt a chill run down his spine. Tian Siyao's demeanor seemed to have changed at this moment, like a jade sword that had not yet been drawn from its sheath, sharp yet elegant.

The environment seemed to sense this tension as well, with the leaves of the surrounding trees rustling even without wind, as if the earth itself was trembling.

In the distance, a nightjar suddenly took flight, letting out a mournful cry, and disappeared into the sky.

Daoist Wu Sang knew that his magical power was now sealed, and continuing to resist would be counterproductive. He took a deep breath and stared at Tian Siyao.

"Fine, since you have such methods, I will stop today."

But this matter is far from over.

Tian Siyao smiled slightly, her gaze as deep and unfathomable as a lake.

"Things in this world never end so easily. If you understand this principle, you should know that even if you leave today, there will be many more interactions in the future."

Wu Sang Daoist glanced at Chen Ze, then turned and left.

After he left, the air seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Tian Siyao gently put the wooden doll away, and the power of the spell and the array gradually disappeared.

Chen Ze walked to Tian Siyao's side and whispered, "I never expected you to use the Mind-Enlightening Mantra so well. It's truly astonishing."

Tian Siyao glanced at Chen Ze and smiled smugly.

"This world is always full of unknowns, isn't it?" Chen Ze nodded.

At this moment, Wu Sang Daoist returned.

With a roar, he swung the "Heaven and Earth Yin-Yang Bottle" in his hand.

With a gentle shake of the bottle, the entire tomb passage was instantly filled with a chilling aura. In contrast, the surrounding walls seemed like vampires, beginning to drain every last bit of life force.

Cracks appeared on the stone wall, as if it were under some indescribable pressure, and it seemed that it would collapse at any moment.

Chen Ze gripped the "Qingfeng Sword" tightly in his hand, the blade gleaming with a cold light, as if it could sever the suffocating atmosphere.

He looked around and couldn't help but wonder: "Could the power of this bottle have already affected the structure of the tomb passage?"

Tian Siyao gripped the jade sword tightly; the blade gleamed with a green hue, echoing her gaze.

She turned her head slightly to Chen Ze and said, "Be careful, Wu Sang Daoist may have prepared more tricks, we must be careful."

Just then, a gust of cold wind swept by, and the cracks in the stone walls of the tomb passage suddenly widened, like a pocket ready to devour everything.

Their eyes locked, and they exchanged a glance, understanding the urgency in each other's hearts.

Upon seeing this, Wu Sang Daoist's lips curled into an evil smile, as if he could already foresee the two men's defeat.

He shook the Yin-Yang bottle again, intending to amplify the power of the chilling aura.

The bottle was pointed at Chen Ze and Tian Siyao, and a plume of black smoke poured out of the bottle, rushing towards them.

Tian Siyao's expression changed, and she muttered incantations. A green halo immediately appeared on the jade sword, keeping the black smoke at a certain distance.

She said nervously, "Chen Ze, use the Qingfeng Sword to cut off this evil energy!"

Without hesitation, Chen Ze swung his Qingfeng Sword, the sword light flowing like water, instantly slicing the black smoke into several pieces. However, the black smoke seemed to possess a life force, constantly trying to reassemble.

Upon seeing this, Wu Sang Daoist revealed a hint of displeasure, but he did not seem discouraged. Instead, he focused even more intently on manipulating the Yin-Yang Bottle in his hands.

His eyes were like those of a wild beast, ready to pounce on its prey.

However, just as he was about to use the Yin-Yang Bottle again, a strange laugh suddenly rang out in the tomb passage, and the air seemed to freeze.

The expressions of the three people froze instantly, and Wu Sang Daoist was even more stunned, seemingly caught off guard.

Before the laughter subsided, a shadow slowly emerged from the depths of the tomb passage. Its outline was indistinct, but it gave off an unfathomable sense of terror.

This was clearly not human, nor any creature they had ever seen before.

Chen Ze and Tian Siyao exchanged a glance, both knowing full well that this was the true terror of the tomb passage.

The two gripped their magical artifacts tightly, preparing to face the unknown challenges ahead. (End of Chapter)