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

Tian Siyao gripped the jade sword tightly, feeling the power surging within it, as if responding to the impending fierce battle.

Chen Ze then took out the Five-Colored Pagoda, and with a gentle shake, the pagoda immediately emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the entire tomb and revealing the ghost's terrifying face.

"Are you ready?" Chen Ze looked at Tian Siyao with a determined gaze.

Tian Siyao bit her lip, gripping the jade sword even tighter. "Ready? Let's take care of him!"

The two stood together almost tacitly, as if at that moment, all their fear had transformed into an indomitable courage, ready to meet the challenges ahead.

A few minutes later, Chen Ze and Tian Siyao stood in a secret chamber of the ancient tomb, their eyes scanning the ancient artifacts scattered on the ground.

A sense of oppression filled the air, as if time had frozen at that moment.

"Everything here looks very old; perhaps there's something among them that can help us escape."

Chen Ze spoke solemnly, gripping the Qingfeng Sword tightly in his hand. A chill emanated from the sword, contrasting sharply with the oppressive atmosphere around him.

Tian Siyao picked up the jade sword; the blade exuded a coolness that seemed to offer a sense of comfort.

"Then, let's get started."

The two began to examine the items carefully. Chen Ze used the Yin-Yang Mirror to identify each item while silently making calculations in his mind.

Suddenly, Tian Siyao discovered a strangely shaped yin-yang mirror. Unlike the one Chen Ze had, this one was more ancient and had a more complex design.

"Chen Ze, what do you think of this Yin-Yang Mirror?" Tian Siyao held it in her hands and examined it carefully.

Chen Ze walked over, his expression turning serious. "Be careful, this looks very unusual."

Just then, the shadow of a ghost suddenly appeared in the mirror.

The ghost looked extremely terrifying, with empty eye sockets and exhaling cold air.

Tian Siyao's heart suddenly raced, and the jade sword trembled slightly in her hand.

"Put it down quickly!" Chen Ze shouted, and Tian Siyao immediately obeyed, quickly putting the Yin-Yang Mirror back in its original place.

The ghost's shadow disappeared, but the two clearly felt a chill permeating the air.

"Oh my god, this is terrifying!" Tian Siyao said, trembling.

“It’s terrifying, but at least we know now that this Yin-Yang Mirror is useful,” Chen Ze explained nervously. “Perhaps it is the key to liberation.”

“Or, it might be a gateway to even greater danger.” Tian Siyao’s eyes were grave.

Chen Ze nodded. "No matter what, we must continue."

The two resumed their search for escape tools, but the appearance of the Yin-Yang Mirror made them even more cautious.

He gripped the Jade Sword and the Breeze Sword tightly in his hands, like guardian deities, guarding against the ghost that might reappear at any moment.

"Do you think that ghost will reappear?" Tian Siyao asked.

"The possibility is very high, and we must be prepared at all times," Chen Ze replied earnestly.

Just as the two were focused on their search, a strange noise came from the distant tomb passage, as if something was slowly approaching.

The two exchanged a glance, and an ominous premonition welled up in their hearts.

He gripped the Jade Sword and the Breeze Sword tightly, preparing to face the unknown that was about to arrive.

Their gaze pierced through a thousand years of dust and darkness, settling on the sealed stone door.

In the dark depths of the tomb, Chen Ze and Tian Siyao stood nervously.

The feeling was incredibly solemn and grand. Immediately afterwards, Wu Sang Daoist's furious roar came from outside, like a gentle breeze passing through the mist, making the two of them feel a slight sense of relief.

The jade sword in Tian Siyao's hand trembled slightly, as if sensing an uneasy atmosphere.

She asked softly, "Do you think Taoist Wu Sang can make it in time?"

Chen Ze gripped the Qingfeng Sword tightly, his gaze still fixed on the stone gate, and replied, "Who knows? It doesn't matter at all."

Tian Siyao nodded, her eyes narrowed, as if she were staring at an unseen enemy.

Suddenly, a strange laugh echoed from inside the tomb.

A hideous ghostly figure slowly appeared before them, its mouth smirking to reveal its gleaming teeth, and its eyes burning with what seemed like flames.

Chen Ze frowned, wondering to himself: What exactly does this ghost want?
He turned to look at Tian Siyao, and the two nodded in unison.

"Since you're here, don't even think about leaving!" Chen Ze suddenly shouted, and his Qingfeng Sword flashed out, slicing through the darkness and slashing at the ghostly figure.

But at that moment, the ghostly figure suddenly transformed into a cloud of black mist, allowing the sword light to pass through it.

Seeing this, Tian Siyao muttered incantations, and the jade sword in her hand suddenly released a green sword aura, which streaked across the night sky like a meteor and attacked the black mist.

The black mist solidified slightly under the impact of the sword energy, but then dispersed again.

The two of them felt somewhat powerless for a moment.

At that very moment, the angry roar of Taoist Wu Sang and the mournful cries of demons and monsters echoed from outside the tomb.

The sound grew closer and clearer.

The two men were startled; it was clear that Daoist Wu Sang had broken free from the entanglements outside and was approaching them.

"It seems that Taoist Wu is almost here." Chen Ze breathed a sigh of relief, but he knew that as long as the ghost was still around, danger remained lurking everywhere.

Tian Siyao gripped the jade sword tightly, ready to face the next wave of attacks at any moment.

A slight smile played on her lips, as if she foresaw an impending turning point.

The air in the tomb seemed to become less oppressive because of the news that Taoist Wu was coming soon.

However, both of them knew that the real crisis was far from over, but at least they now had a glimmer of hope.

The two stood before the stone gate, their eyes meeting amidst the ever-approaching roar. It was as if, in that moment, they saw hope, but also understood even more clearly that only by experiencing darkness could they truly cherish the approaching dawn.

With heavy hearts, Chen Ze and Tian Siyao carried the Yin-Yang Mirror and the Qingling Herbs, bypassed an ancient stone door, and entered a room that appeared to be ordinary on the surface.

But in the center of the room stood a huge stone tablet, densely covered with text and patterns.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze. They knew the roar outside was approaching, and every second felt like a needle prick.

“We need to decipher these words and patterns quickly to see if we can find clues to a secret room or an escape route,” Chen Ze suggested, his eyes gleaming with determination.

Tian Siyao raised the jade sword in her hand and gently swung it, instantly lighting up the lamps around the stone tablet.

“Yes, but we don’t have much time left.” Her voice echoed within the ancient tomb, seemingly drawing out a gust of wind from deeper within.

Chen Ze took out the Yin-Yang Mirror and brought it close to the stone tablet for careful observation.

The text gradually became clear under the influence of the Yin-Yang Mirror, but what shocked him even more was that some of the patterns on the stone tablet began to emit a faint light, as if they were hints.

“Look at this, doesn’t this symbol look like a door? And the text here mentions ‘mirror’, what do you think?” Chen Ze turned to ask Tian Siyao.

"A clear mirror? This must be the key to the secret room or the escape route!" Tian Siyao chanted the incantation without hesitation, and immediately, the text and patterns on the stone tablet became even clearer. (End of Chapter)