Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 318, a massive chapter of 2 words!
The Second Elder knew, of course, that the "First Elder" on the hillside was an imposter.

The First Elder can't even leave that underground bedroom now, so how could he possibly suddenly run to the hillside outside the ancestral home to enjoy the scenery?

Not to mention, he had just heard the Grand Elder's voice.

That "elder" must be Yi'er in disguise.

But at this point, there was no time to explain or expose them. The three groups of people had already rushed off there, and his orders were to ensure that Yi'er survived.

Zhao Yi had no defensive formation in front of him, and he was literally "all show and no substance" because he was truly incomplete inside. If you put him together and sold him to a hot pot restaurant, he would be criticized for being underweight.

However, he didn't panic; he knew someone would come to rescue him.

The Second Elder has arrived.

When he started, he displayed the same terrifying speed as when he had previously stormed the gate of the mansion.

Although those three groups were in front, none of them dared to ignore such a powerful presence.

Then, something strange happened.

The three groups each assigned one person to intercept the enemy while the other continued up the hillside.

Moreover, the person left behind by each family was defending alone, and they did not unite to intercept the enemy.

This is the drawback of loose alliances; except in favorable situations, the internal friction is often alarmingly high.

Especially in such a special time when you have to "have it all," outrageous actions are bound to happen.

"Buzz!"

The older woman grabbed the legs of the younger man on her shoulders, spun him around, and threw him up the hillside.

Then, she pulled out an iron pestle, turned around, her breath settled, and her legs seemed to be rooted into the ground. With the force of the iron pestle, the surrounding soil was compacted.

She follows the path of physical cultivation, and her large physique contains immense power.

When the second elder arrived, the eldest woman swung an iron pestle and smashed it down.

The Second Elder leaped forward, first stepping on the iron pestle to dissipate the force.

The forces of the two collided at that moment, and the woman felt a tightness in her chest, unable to catch her breath.

The second elder stepped on the iron pestle with his second foot, using the momentum to propel himself forward.

"boom."

The Second Elder himself accelerated further, leaping even higher.

The big woman's iron rod then reversed, and after breaking free of her control, slammed hard into her chest.

"Crack!"

Her chest caved in, and the large woman leaned back, managing to pull herself back by forcefully sticking her legs into the ground, thus preventing her from falling completely.

But by then, the Second Elder had already left her.

The strong woman's eyes widened in horror. She knew very well that if the other party hadn't rushed away but had actually fought her, she would have certainly lost her life just now.

The Second Elder didn't not want to kill her, but he didn't have the time.

Zhao Yi remained standing on the hillside, striking a pose, his white beard billowing in the wind.

Some people threaten suicide to attract attention, not because they really want to die, while others, once they put on that show, have an incredibly subtle sense of wanting to die. Zhao Yi belongs to the latter.

There's nothing special about it... just practice makes perfect.

Luo An's fists collided, tearing the flesh at his wrists. He had already undergone a chain-repair procedure, and now two iron chains were wrapped around his palms, gathering around his arms. He then unleashed a double punch at the Second Elder who had leaped down in front of him.

The Second Elder pointed his lantern forward.

In an instant, a series of clanging sounds rang out, accompanied by sparks flying everywhere.

Luo An's arms were torn apart, and a sword aura pierced through his chest, forcing him to kneel down on one knee and seal his heart meridian.

The second elder stepped aside to pass by.

Master Huiyin clasped her hands together and chanted Buddhist mantras; the impromptu formation was about to be deployed.

She's already very fast.

Li Zhuiyuan had already discerned that the nun was following the orthodox path of a formation master, much like a top student in school who is gifted, hardworking, and uses the right methods.

In her own niche, she has reached the pinnacle, surpassing even some geniuses, because even geniuses have their flaws.

The Second Elder raised a lantern, directly using sword energy to break through the gap in the formation, and then forcefully charged forward with his body.

"boom!"

Blood gushed from Master Huiyin's eyes, ears, mouth, and nose at the same time, and her body trembled.

The second elder emerged from the formation.

However, the Second Elder, who had overcome three people's attempts to intercept him in three moves, did not come without a price. His clothes were torn, his hair was disheveled, and the once-refined old man now looked somewhat unkempt.

Abbess Huiyin quickly reminded Monk Huiwu, who was climbing the slope behind them:

"His blood and qi are not normal; they're always full!"

The nun stood on the third line of defense. According to her calculations, after passing through the two people's defenses, the Second Elder would have to catch his breath no matter what. However, not only did the other party not catch his breath, but he also seemed to be full of energy and blood after the sword strike she had delivered and the subsequent physical impact.

It's impossible for a normal person to do that unless he deliberately conserves his strength.

But he has no need to do that now. If he could, he would definitely want to kill them one by one. The two in front would definitely be corpses by now.

He was strong, but not to the extent that they could understand or accept him. What was most peculiar about him was that he seemed to be able to maintain a full state at all times.

Having overcome three obstacles, we can now sprint forward; the race continues.

Bu Chen's team had previously left only Luo An to hold off the enemy, with two others making the final push.

Right now, Zheng Ming is the last one in the sprint.

Before Zheng Ming could even turn around, the Second Elder appeared behind him.

He stepped on Zheng Ming's hunchback.

If both sides were to formally engage in a well-organized battle, given the effective collaboration between the Abbess, Luo An, and the eldest woman, the Second Elder would certainly not have been able to defeat the three of them so easily.

Similarly, the Second Elder would also wonder in advance why Zheng Ming, whose speed was not very fast and whose aura was not very strong, could be classified as one of the sprinters.

But this is an encounter battle; no one has time to think, so mistakes are bound to happen.

For example, the Second Elder's kick.

Zheng Ming was stomped hard and fell to the ground, his body churning violently. The tumor shattered in an instant, but the Second Elder's kick, which had been used to propel him, had rotted away by the time he left, with countless mushroom-like particles attached to it.

When Li Zhuiyuan blocked the road, after killing Qiu Chuyin, the formation master, he did not continue to attack the remaining three people because each of them was more disgusting than the last.

If it's the final moment and I have to fight them to the death, then I'll have to grit my teeth and keep going no matter what. But if it's just in the middle... I really don't want to fight them to the death.

When the Second Elder landed for the second time, he noticed discomfort in his feet and was immediately surprised.

He, who disliked and could not bear to be hurt the most, was unfortunately struck in this way.

The key point is that he has no time to stop and deal with it. With a determined heart, he swung the lantern down, and the sword energy was like fire, scorching his feet.

The mushroom fell off, and the foot was scorched until it was wrinkled and shrunken.

Next up is the monk Huiwu.

The monk was third in the sprint team.

Sensing the attack from behind, the monk turned around, his appearance solemn and stern, his eyes glaring fiercely. He held a Buddhist rosary in his left hand, which shone brightly, and with his right hand, he unleashed a palm strike.

The Second Elder swept his lantern across the room.

The prayer beads shattered and scattered on the ground. The palm print was cut open, and the force was neutralized, but there was still some force left to fall on the Second Elder.

The Second Elder let out a muffled groan and accelerated again.

The monk Huiwu looked down at his chest, where a horizontal line of blood ran deep, revealing the bone.

The young man had an advantage from the start, so he rushed ahead and shouted directly to Bu Chen behind him:
"Help me stop him!"

Bu Chen stopped first; he intended to stop the person.

Therefore, when the Second Elder rushed to this moment, he was met with a fully charged axe.

Meanwhile, the young man was almost right in front of the "Grand Elder".

The second elder had no choice but to extend two fingers with his left hand to clamp the axe blade, and with his right hand, he flung the lantern forward, unleashing sword energy.

Bu Chen exerted his strength swiftly, and the two skulls on the axe emitted a shrill cry.

The Second Elder felt a booming sensation in his consciousness.

Bu Chen felt a sense of relief; it worked!

His most prized tactic had proven completely ineffective against Runsheng, leaving him somewhat insecure.

The second elder exerted force with his fingertips, forcefully turning the object and then pressing it down.

Bu Chen pointed his axe at himself and swung it toward his face.

On the other side, the little man seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, knowing that a lantern was piercing towards him.

His body shuddered, and while he was still running, a dwarf who looked even smaller than an adult jumped out of the clothes rack.

He was smaller than expected, and had a lot of hair.

The lantern crushed his clothes rack to pieces, but the little man, now holding an awl, leaped into the air towards the "Grand Elder."

Zhao Yi looked at him calmly, without flinching or avoiding his gaze.

The Second Elder let out a low growl, the intimidating sound striking Bu Chen in an attempt to drive him away.

Then he released his fingertips, no longer entangled with Bu Chen, walked forward, stood still, moved his fingers, and made a hand seal.

The lantern that had just torn the little man's clothes was drawn back towards him.

It was so close! The cold light emanating from the small man's awl was almost piercing the "Grand Elder's" skin, and one could even see the Grand Elder's white beard breaking off strand by strand.

But his waist was tangled with a lantern.

A tremendous force struck, mercilessly pulling him backward.

The little man was so angry he almost went crazy; it was so close!

Although the "Elder's" reaction was very strange, regardless of whether it was true or false, or whether it was a trick, he was just a hair's breadth away from cutting off that head.

The Second Elder's tense spirits finally relaxed at this moment.

However, Bu Chen, who had expected to be mentally suppressed for a moment, let out a roar from within his body the instant he was suppressed, forcefully breaking through the suppression.

Bu Chen woke up.

Having fought and competed on the river for so long, the moment he regained consciousness, he ran his palm over the axe blade, drawing blood to sharpen it. He then turned around, his figure bursting forth as he slashed at the Second Elder's back.

"puff!"

The Second Elder had a large gash slashed open on his back.

The old man roared in anger, turned around, and threw a punch backward.

"boom!"

Bu Chen was sent flying backwards.

The little man, who was entangled by the lantern, twisted his body and broke free before the lantern ignited with blue flames, but his body was still swept by the heat. When he landed, his upper and lower body were two different colors, and the hair on his lower body had melted.

Zhao Yi, standing at the top, had a clear view of the entire situation.

All three groups were clearly teams, yet they pulled off the absurd feat of "solo river crossings." The Second Elder searched through everyone's territory but couldn't deliver a fatal blow to any of them, making his actions even more outrageous. The axe blow he received in the end was the fitting conclusion.

The second elder looked at Zhao Yi, wanting to step forward and grab him.

A blue light emanated from Zhao Yi's heart, formed from the mountain mist.

It's not very powerful, but it depends on where you place it.

Zhao Yi was truly unable to fight at this moment and could only stand there like a scarecrow.

But if you want to commit suicide, that's still fine.

Having learned from the previous experience in the underground room, Zhao Yi made his suicide threat public much earlier this time.

If you take another step forward, I'll commit suicide in front of you.

That's blatantly threatening you.

Upon seeing this, the Second Elder's eyes turned red with anger.

At this moment, he felt like he was looking at his own disappointing younger generation, but at the same time, he also felt a sense of goodwill and recognition towards this younger generation.

This child is indeed the Zhao family's number one genius since their ancestor; his talent and temperament are both top-notch.

The Second Elder was unable to lie down in that place. Although he had received compensation in other ways, he was indeed lacking that part of his obsession.

To some extent, he was actually one of those sacrificed by all the elders.

However, Zhao Yi had no intention of trying to influence or win over the other party; that was impossible.

If they could really be persuaded to join their side, then what has the Second Elder been waiting for all these years, running around the ancestral home?

Most likely, in the Second Elder's eyes, preserving the family's heritage is what truly benefits the Zhao family.

Second Elder: "Yi'er, your surname is Zhao!"

Zhao Yi smiled.

If he weren't surnamed Zhao, he would be standing among those three groups right now.

Zhao Yi shifted his gaze forward, looking behind the Second Elder as a reminder.

The Second Elder actually knew this. He turned around, and there, the three groups of people had regrouped.

Previously, there wasn't enough time to integrate them, but now that they've witnessed the Second Elder's strength, their teamwork has naturally improved.

Master Huiyin stood in the middle, with Zheng Ming lying beside her.

Zheng Ming still can't straighten his back, but his lying position is very strange because his hands and feet are dangling in the air.

The Second Elder had previously crushed many of the tumors inside his body with one foot. The juices and nutrients from those tumors were absorbed by the other tumors, causing several particularly large ones to appear on his chest, which bulged out of him.

The monk Huiwu, Bu Chen, and the strong woman stood on the front line; to their left and right were the little man and Luo An, respectively.

Basic team battle setup.

This means that although we may not be able to work together seamlessly, we can at least make good use of our collective strength.

But the opposing team doesn't need to rush to save anyone; they'll have the energy to unleash their next killing move.

The second elder picked up the lantern, stretched, and carried it behind his back, exposing his back to intense heat. The axe wound was thus "stitched up."

This move naturally couldn't avoid mentioning Zhao Yi standing behind him.

Zhao Yi finally understood what the Second Elder's special qualities were.

He possessed an almost inexhaustible amount of energy, something that almost every powerful old man in the decline stage of his vital energy and blood could only dream of.

The old lady of the Liu family had to use the Liu family's secret technique to revert to her youth last time, which was a clever way of avoiding the problem.

However, such an unfounded "special skill" must have been secretly priced, and the price the Second Elder paid was... his condition could always be maintained at its peak, but his body had completely lost all vitality.

In other words, any injuries he sustained could not be fully healed and could only be treated roughly and hastily.

Just as the elder had advised me before, when people get old, many small injuries and scars will be carried to the coffin.

Zhao Yi spoke up to remind him:

"Kill the formation master first. It's their first time working together, so they'll have many weaknesses. Take the initiative and break through their core, regardless of the cost. Otherwise, if the battle drags on, you won't have a chance."

One-on-one duels and team battles are not the same thing, and the longer a team battle drags on, the higher the level of teamwork between the opposing teams becomes.

It is even possible that casualties may occur, but the trust and support between the parties may be stronger.

Because these guys have a very high level of backing, if you really push them to the brink of death, they're willing to risk their lives to create a prelude and have outsiders help them carry out their revenge.

The Second Elder is very strong, but his weaknesses are also obvious. Most importantly, he lacks experience in this area.

"you……"

The Second Elder felt something was off; this kid had actually started acting as his strategist.

Although it was clear that Zhao Yi did this in order to better fight his opponent and achieve mutual destruction or even mutual annihilation.

But deep down, I still felt quite good.

If only the situation weren't like this. In other situations, with foreign enemies invading, how wonderful it would be to simply protect the most promising child in the family, fight against the enemy, and defend him.

At this moment, the Second Elder's heart did waver, but only slightly, and he immediately became resolute again.

The Second Elder shouted:
"He is not the Great Elder of my Zhao family, he is an imposter!"

Zhao Yi rolled his eyes upwards.

Inner monologue: A family of idiots.

To be able to utter such words at this time is truly a testament to one's enduring naiveté.

Didn't those guys realize that they might be fake?
Regardless of whether it's true or not, once they've donned the "skin" of the Grand Elder, they'll inevitably have to try and kill him.

Moreover, even if I am a fake, wouldn't it be the same to join forces with you, the elder of the Zhao family, by using my name as the "Grand Elder"?
As expected, the Second Elder was met with a full-scale attack from the opposing side.

The Second Elder also rushed out with a roar, breaking through the first line of defense with a decisiveness that surpassed all others, his lantern pointing directly at Abbess Huiyin.

The old man may be slow-witted, but he is also genuinely obedient.

This is probably why he was chosen to oversee the affairs of the ancestral home but was unable to enter the premises.

Just as Zhao Yi had predicted, the first formal alliance of the three groups still ran into problems, and their layers of desperate interception did not achieve their full potential.

The Second Elder broke through to the center, and a lantern pierced through Master Huiyin's chest, flames bursting forth and covering Master Huiyin's entire body.

He pulled out the lantern and swept it across the room, intending to give Zheng Ming a thorough burn and dry out this inexplicably disgusting thing. However, the tumor on Zheng Ming's stomach exploded first, creating a small rain of pus before the flames could reach him.

Despite the Second Elder's attempts to stop him, he still couldn't avoid getting soaked in several places.

Some parts are moldy, some parts are blackened, and some parts are still intact, but underneath they are being eaten away by insects.

Zhao Yi's suggestion successfully opened Pandora's box of rampant killing.

Not only did the monk Huiwu draw out the golden liquid from his own body to cover his body and manifest the golden Arhat form, but everyone else also brought out their most treasured possessions.

The loss of the first life, especially to a formation master, coupled with the presence of a formidable enemy, finally unleashed the full force of everyone's fighting spirit and ruthlessness.

Next, the Second Elder will not face the suppression of the formation, but will have to face a pack of mad dogs.

That would result in the greatest casualties, which is exactly what Zhao Yi wanted to see.

But he did not immerse himself in the intense sensory stimulation of the scene; instead, he slowly scanned his surroundings.

The guy who actually crossed the river alone has yet to show up.

That person, who managed to fight the Second Elder alone and escape successfully, must possess formidable strength.

Zhao Yi believed that the other party must not have escaped far, and such a commotion here must have attracted their attention.

Aren't you going to make a move yet?
Oh right, there's really no need to take action right now.

You continue to hide, continue to play the role of the oriole unaware of the beast.

Zhao Yi's gaze finally settled on the direction of the ancestral home.

Before entering that basement, he was actually unaware of the secrets hidden deep within his ancestral home.

Sometimes, however, the layout doesn't need to be so detailed. If you really understand it completely and have no blind spots, anyone with a normal brain can be a conductor.

The most interesting thing about this thing is that it's all about doing your best and leaving the rest to fate.

I'll do my best, but Li Zhuiyuan... it's your life!

Suddenly, Zhao Yi scratched an itch on himself.

He wanted to laugh, but he had to maintain his image as the "elder."

He didn't laugh, but the broken muscles under his "skin," which were already prone to excitement, began to twitch irregularly, causing him to convulse and nearly lose his balance, tumbling down the hillside.

There's no way around it, the feeling of messing around haphazardly and then having someone else clean up the mess and wait for the prize to be won is just so satisfying.

"Hey Li, now I finally understand... why Heaven likes to use you as a weapon."

……

"I do not understand……"

Lin Shuyou held up his double maces and looked at the Third Elder and Fourth Elder who appeared in front of him.

The same ethereal figure, the same powerful aura, the same oppressive presence.

But then look at the Fifth Elder, who is now a puppet being controlled, standing in front of them.

Lin Shuyou really couldn't understand how the other side dared to continue sending out the same type of people.

The truth is, the one who understands it the least is the Grand Elder, who is still in the underground room at this moment.

He had just paid a huge price to first locate Zhao Yi's exact location and then send a message to his second son outside the ancestral home.

Then, they turned around and found that the fifth brother had gone missing.
If Lao Wu had survived a major battle and then died due to some accident or carelessness, that would have been fine. But in just a short while, Lao Wu seemed to have switched sides.

The Grand Elder had considered puppetry; it was his first thought. But the Fifth Prince had already awakened. Who could turn him into a puppet?
In other words, how powerful must the person be to single-handedly control this outcome?

Under these circumstances, the awakening of the third and fourth sons was inevitable.

First, the Grand Elder cannot leave this room now; second, an outsider has entered the house, and it is impossible to leave him unattended. Moreover, this outsider exudes an evil aura.

In the past, whether it was the eldest elder in the ancestral home or the second elder outside, they could mobilize the guardians to help.

If you have a sizable group of capable assistants, you can handle many situations much more easily, instead of having to fight alone every time.

The problem is that all the guardians protecting the ancestral home were awakened by Zhao Yi and wiped out in one fell swoop.

Zhao Yi even set a final deadline for them, fearing that they wouldn't deliver the goods cleanly enough.

This has led to the awkward situation where the entire ancestral home is in a state where the elders have to do all the work.

Li Zhuiyuan continued to manipulate the secret technique of the black book.

Unlike the previous one, these two elders, after waking up, paid a price to force out all the silver needles inserted into their bodies.

However, the silver needles are merely "decorative" items. What is truly useful is the use of the silver needles to channel energy into the body to complete the circulation of Qi throughout the body.

Zhao Yi had a very high level of understanding of the Black Book Secret Technique. Although he couldn't really learn it, he kept trying to get a feel for it from the core aspects.

The young man's gaze sharpened, and the Fourth Elder stopped in his tracks.

Seeing this, the Third Elder increased his speed even further and pounced forward.

Li Zhuiyuan took a deep breath, and the Fifth Elder, who had been controlled from the beginning, was moved and took the initiative to meet him.

"boom!"

After the two sides clashed, the Fifth Elder was sent flying backward, but the Third Elder's figure was also stopped.

then,

The Third Elder was thus kept in suspense.

His eyes turned white, and the boy had taken control of them.

Simultaneously controlling the three elders of the Zhao family, the boy's nasal cavity warmed, and blood flowed out.

Tan Wenbin immediately helped Xiao Yuan stop the bleeding, and Lin Shuyou opened a can of Jianlibao with a "pfft".

However, Li Zhuiyuan's nosebleed could not be stopped.

These three can be considered half of Zhao Ming's top combat power in Jiujiang. The young man controls three of them at the same time, and even if he does nothing, the continuous consumption is still enormous.

Runsheng: "Chop them up."

This is indeed a good idea.

“I can hold on a little longer.” Li Zhuiyuan rejected Runsheng’s suggestion. “They were all awakened from a deep sleep, which means there is still someone in this house who can give orders.”

Zhao Yi had offered up his "ancestors," and Li Zhuiyuan accepted it. If he were to chop them up casually, it would be too much of a disservice to Zhao Yi's good intentions.

He hasn't even come out yet, but he can still give orders, so he must be the highest-ranking person in this ancestral home. His location should be...

Li Zhuiyuan took a step forward and realized that his sense of space was somewhat distorted. After taking his first step, he seemed to lose his footing and his vision became a little blurry.

"Runsheng, carry me on your back."

"it is good."

Runsheng bent down and carried the boy on his back.

"Ayou, go to the clan chief's courtyard."

After saying that, the boy closed his eyes.

The effect of a one-to-one restoration of the ancestral home and outer residence in Zhao Family Mountain is now presented.

The area, which should have been explored as a mysterious place, now seemed to be completely highlighted.

Runsheng carried the boy on his back, with Tan Wenbin behind him and Lin Shuyou in front.

Around them were three elders of the Zhao family who were walking together.

To minimize his own energy expenditure, Li Zhuiyuan simplified their movements, expressions, and postures, simply having the three of them jump stiffly to keep up.

In the basement room.

The Grand Elder slumped into the armchair, looking dejected.

The Zhao family of Jiujiang holds a very high position in the martial arts world. As the de facto head of the Zhao family, the Grand Elder is also a man of great knowledge and experience.

However, the secret technique that Wei Zhengdao personally created back then still brought him a strong shock.

Only what is beyond human comprehension and inconceivable can be called the "secret" in "secret art".

"Now, they are heading towards where I am."

The Grand Elder seemed to be talking to himself.

"I don't understand what's going on with the third brother and the others. I can only speculate that it was Yi'er's previous arrangement that gave these people who are coming in a head start."

"I am now completely exhausted, and I cannot leave this room."

"The second son is out there, very busy, and he can't come in."

As the elder spoke, his gaze swept across the surrounding amber borders.

Those coffins still float there quietly.

Lying here is Zhao Yi's ancestor, who is also the elder of the Grand Elder.

But at that moment, no one responded to his plea.

Just like when the First Elder called for the Third, Fourth, and Fifth Elders to wake up and deal with those people, but none of them responded, everyone was acting as if it were none of their business.

After all, they were already inside, not the kind of people outside who were eager to get in.

They believe that no matter how much trouble there is outside, this area can be preserved.

They don't even need Zhao Yi to live.

Even if Zhao Yi's death takes away a portion of his fortune, it only means that this place can never be restored to its previous size, but it doesn't affect their current stay.

The elder gently stroked the armrest of the grand master's chair with his palm.

The restrictions and formations within the ancestral home are many times more numerous than those in the outer residence. Right now, he is mobilizing these to annihilate the group of teenagers.

However, what happened next shocked him.

The boy and his companions continued to move forward at a steady pace, while the third, fourth, and fifth brothers continued to hop around them like zombies.

Whenever a restriction was triggered or a formation was about to be activated, the boy lying on Runsheng's back would simply wave his hand, and these situations that should have been "perilous" would be eliminated in advance.

Li Zhuiyuan frowned slightly; his nosebleed had already soaked into Runsheng's back.

Runsheng wanted to speed up, but the boy tugged at his clothes, signaling him to continue at a steady pace.

Any faster, and the boy wouldn't be able to ensure the suppression is lifted.

The Grand Elder, seated on the armchair, opened his mouth.

At this moment, he couldn't help but have the same doubts as the second brother before him:

Whose house is this anyway?
He himself had to rely on the array core, which resembled a grand master's chair, to control the array within the house, yet his opponent could still move about as if walking on flat ground.

The Grand Elder let out a hoarse laugh:
"Hehe, the other party is extremely proficient in formations and is heading this way now. Do you think he will do nothing once he arrives and discovers the situation here?"
He is capable of doing something.

All the coffins inside the amber began to move.

Clearly, they were starting to worry.

The First Elder said, "If we wait until the Second Elder has finished dealing with things before returning, it will be too late. Everyone, don't be so naive. If the Zhao family collapses completely, who will protect you who are sleeping here?"

You are all elites of my Zhao family throughout the ages, with extensive knowledge and experience. You should understand what kind of situation a declining power's ancestral homeland will face.

Today is also a joyous occasion for the outer residence, and the house will surely be filled with guests.

But after today, the guests we have now will soon come with a different face and devour my Zhao family completely.

As for this ancestral home, even a motley crew could wear down the courtyard walls over time if given enough time.

After this place falls, it will become an area that countless people seeking opportunities will yearn to explore in the future.

So, you'll have to pay the price.

I don't ask you to come out and completely sacrifice yourselves, just pay a small price to help me regain some life and lend me a hand so that I can handle everything outside myself.

That way, you can lie here in peace.

The elder felt very tired; he had to explain such a simple truth in detail.

But this is precisely the core problem that the Zhao family is currently facing.

When a family whose spiritual bond is its ancestors is abandoned or even insulted by its elites over the generations, where can the so-called sense of family inheritance and mission still exist?
This makes it so that no one is willing to sacrifice for it, and there is no reason for them to sacrifice for it.

A seemingly large entity, if it is filled with a group of selfish and self-serving individuals, can only barely maintain a facade of strength and pretend to be powerful in normal times. But when faced with a real problem, even a single strong finger could shatter it in an extremely absurd way.

In fact, the situation outside could have been easily resolved. If the sleeping elders had been willing to pay the price and all three had awakened from the beginning, the turmoil inside and outside the area could have been swept away long ago.
Alternatively, if two of the dormant "foundational forces" step forward, quickly suppress the calamity, and then quietly dissipate, they could also quickly eliminate this disaster for the Zhao family.

But when things get really urgent, you can't get them to do anything. Once things get really chaotic, they just end up being sent away.

The Grand Elder then began to reflect on himself; he did not repent, but rather became afraid.

Fortunately, he finally succeeded in transmitting this feeling of fear into the coffin inside the amber.

Hands reached out from the amber walls.

The moment they reached out, their originally fair hands quickly turned black and began to rot. But before each hand melted, a thin stream would be released, converging into the Grand Elder's body and merging with it.

The Grand Elder just said that he asked them to lend him a hand, but they were still stingy and only willing to lend a hand.

Something is better than nothing.

Hands and streams of water gradually restored some vitality to the Elder's emaciated body.

The Grand Elder was able to stand up again, facing upwards.

"Give me some more, it's still not enough for me to get out. I only have one hand. Some people have already given, but others haven't. Those of you who gave, do you allow those who didn't to take advantage of you?"

The elder felt as if he were addressing not his ancestors, but a group of children.

You might even have to deliberately provoke them.

But the effect of sowing discord is real.

There must have indeed been internal strife among them, forcing those who wouldn't even part with a single hand to sacrifice themselves.

Moreover, there were more hands reaching out in this batch than in the previous batch.

More and more streams flowed in, and the elder felt like a beggar, but at least he had managed to get something.

He not only recovered to the appearance he had when he first met Zhao Yi, but the age spots on his face had also faded considerably, and his body clearly showed signs of regaining some vitality.

He wouldn't be described as "energetic," but he's unlikely to cause any concern that if you saw him this morning, he might die of old age tonight.

“A little more. I either don’t go out, or I have to make sure I’m safe. I have to deal with the people in the mansion, I have to change the formation back, then I have to go out and help the second son, and finally I have to rebuild the Zhao family system in the outer mansion… I still have a lot to do!”

Then a few unfamiliar hands reached out.

Everyone's hands have palm lines, some even wear ornaments, and there are also subtle differences in the style of clothing worn by each person at their burial.

This means that the third group of hands that reached out were not the second hands of those who had reached out earlier, but rather the hands of those who had been unwilling to make any sacrifices, who, faced with increasing pressure, finally gave up their "rightful share".

The elder felt a pang of sadness.

He has been sitting here enduring hardship for a long time, and he can actually communicate with the "ancestors" lying inside.

The world inside is not as dull as it appears from the outside. The amber represents the stillness of the coffins; in fact, the environment inside is more suitable for venturing into the underworld.

Although they lay inside, they not only felt no physical pain, but were also completely free in spirit. They could create their own dreams, invite others into their dreams, and communicate with each other.

The Grand Elder had always admired this atmosphere and often went into the underworld to enjoy the refined pleasures of his ancestors.

right now,

Ah,
This is elegance.

The strength was still somewhat lacking, but the Grand Elder knew that it would be difficult to ask for more at this stage; the results would have to be observed.

I'll deal with those people inside the house first, then ask them for more.

The elder raised his arms, feeling the long-lost strength in his ten fingers, and slowly opened them, tilting his head back.

He's coming out.

At the same moment, Li Zhuiyuan was also walking this way.

Upon entering the clan chief's courtyard and walking into the main hall, I saw a row of lanterns displayed there.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Ayou, get a lantern."

"clear."

Lin Shuyou picked up a lantern.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Just shake it, and it will light up."

Lin Shuyou swung the lantern pole hard, and it broke. The lantern part rolled away like a ball.

Tan Wenbin, who was walking behind, quickly ran to the front, picked up the lantern, and flicked it. The lantern lit up. After handing the lantern to Lin Shuyou, Binbin immediately stood back at the back.

Lin Shuyou carefully carried the lantern and continued to clear the way.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Brother Binbin, mark this spot. If conditions permit, you can take the remaining lanterns with you when you leave."

Tan Wenbin: "Understood."

Li Zhuiyuan added, "These things look like lanterns, but they are actually swords. They can be disassembled and used as good materials after we take them back."

There was no one in the team who wielded a sword.

The reason Lin Shuyou broke the lantern just now is because he has always followed the path of force and strength, and he can't be delicate.

The bedroom looks ordinary, but it feels like you can never get to the bed.

Lin Shuyou: "Brother Xiaoyuan, the light from this lantern is getting dimmer and dimmer."

Li Zhuiyuan: "When it's completely extinguished, it means we've arrived at our destination."

The lanterns were finally extinguished completely.

Lin Shuyou reached out and touched his surroundings, but couldn't find anything. He jumped up a few times to reach it, but still couldn't reach it.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Ayou, on the ground."

"understand!"

Lin Shuyou immediately squatted down, groped on the ground with both hands, and finally grabbed a pull ring and opened it.

The moment it opened, a terrifying aura shot upwards.

The elder below raised his head, his gaze cold as he looked at the crowd above.

Runsheng subconsciously straightened up, intending to put Xiaoyuan down from his back to fight.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't adjust his center of gravity as usual, so Runsheng bent back down. Lin Shuyou, gripping his double maces, was about to activate his vertical pupils when Li Zhuiyuan's voice rang out:
"Step aside."

Lin Shuyou immediately stepped back.

"You petty scoundrels, do you think the Zhao family has no one to rely on?!"

The Grand Elder came up, shooting upwards like an arrow released from a bow, his momentum as powerful as a rainbow.

Li Zhuiyuan, who was on Runsheng's back, clenched his fists and said in a deep voice:
"The Three Corpses Seal of Ghosts".

The Third Elder, Fourth Elder, and Fifth Elder, who had been controlled by the boy and turned into puppets, stood around the entrance, holding hands, and then all fell headfirst.

Their flesh and blood began to connect, their souls began to merge, and they began to melt like wax figures, tightly sealing the opening.

"boom!"

The elder below rushed up, and a collision occurred.

The three bodies above trembled, but were not pushed away.

"Third brother...you guys!"

Anger surged within the Grand Elder, mixed with a touch of sympathy for his fallen comrade, but this did not slow down his second attack.

"boom!"

The second impact nearly separated the three bodies above; it was barely managed to block the attack.

Li Zhuiyuan's fingers began to cramp, but the boy still forced himself to continue forming hand seals.

If the next wave of attacks is stronger, his "Three Corpses Sealing Ghost Seal" will be broken.

Normally, the third strike, building on the momentum of the previous two, should be the strongest.

Therefore, Li Zhuiyuan gave the order in advance:
"Ah-you, get ready."

The boy's body slowly leaned back, and when the seal was broken and Runsheng made his move, he would slide down.

"boom!"

However, the third attack was not stronger than the first; in fact, it was weaker.

The bodies of the three elders did not disintegrate.

The boy immediately accelerated the guiding speed, causing the three bodies to merge into one, appearing as if they were wrapped in jade.

The Three Corpses Sealing Ghost Seal is complete!
A fully formed seal will be more secure, making it significantly more difficult to break.

After all, the quality of the materials speaks for itself.

Below, the Grand Elder, who had failed to break through after three attempts, fell back to the ground.

His angry gaze swept around, wishing they could give him just a little more power, just a little more, and he wouldn't have been so humiliated as to be unable to break the seal that was being applied.

But sometimes things in this world are just that ridiculous and absurd.

The Grand Elder almost growled:

"Quick, give me a little more, give me a little more, I can break it open!"

The walls were made of amber, and it was very quiet.

The cave entrance was sealed, meaning that the group wouldn't come down again, proving that they were temporarily safe.

Once the imminent crisis disappears, the hard-won cohesion will dissipate, and it will be difficult to get those who are lying down to contribute again.

The elder knew that his earnest persuasion would still be effective, and he would indeed continue to do so.

But when he looked up at the cave entrance and saw the third, fourth, and fifth brothers looking down at him, he seemed to see himself, as if...

I saw a big joke.

……

Li Zhuiyuan fell into a brief coma.

This was something he did on his own initiative. He went deep into his own consciousness and watched as thick, black impurities rolled down, causing a frenzy among the fish in the pond.

In the past, Li Zhuiyuan had experience that the more powerful a being was, the stronger the side effects of controlling it would be. Previously, he had only focused on personality and emotions.

This time, he discovered that the truly terrifying side effects were likely caused by something within himself.

A powerful entity that can be controlled by oneself, which can be manipulated at will, and even used as material for formations to plug a gap.

This unparalleled sense of control rushes straight to your consciousness, wildly distorting your values.

Moreover, the boy's condition has now recovered to a certain extent, and he can genuinely feel this intense stimulation.

This forced him to come here immediately after it was over to release them.

The small fish fry that used to be in the fishpond have now grown into small fish, and occasionally you can still see some big ones.

The boy reached out and casually touched them, then stood up.

Even now, these emotional baggage haven't all been vented.

Li Zhuiyuan finally understood why the one under the peach grove wanted to seal and suppress him.

He has countless faces, but the most dangerous one is actually himself.

Close your eyes, and you will wake up.

When Li Zhuiyuan opened his eyes again, he felt a wave of weakness in his mind.

The good news is that the nosebleeds have stopped.

Ahead, there are two rows of stone lions, and inside the stone lions is a gate that looks like a warehouse.

During the time Li Zhuiyuan was "unconscious," Tan Wenbin led everyone to the location of the Zhao family's treasure vault.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, are you alright?" Tan Wenbin asked with concern.

Li Zhuiyuan nodded: "It's not a big problem, the eyes aren't bleeding yet."

Tan Wenbin was slightly taken aback. Although he knew this was a sign of improvement in his condition, he was still not used to Xiao Yuan making such playful remarks.

Lin Shuyou, on the other hand, had no reservations and simply laughed: "Hahaha!"

This isn't a funny joke, but when Xiao Yuan told it, A You really couldn't help but laugh.

Because he was laughing so hard he was shaking, Ah-you dropped several of the lanterns he was carrying.

"what!"

Ah-you quickly squatted down to check if it was damaged.

Tan Wenbin comforted her, "It's alright, we'll just disassemble them into raw materials anyway."

Li Zhuiyuan got off Runsheng's back. His clothes were stained with a lot of blood, which was sticky and uncomfortable.

However, considering that the Zhao family's treasure trove was right in front of them, this discomfort was nothing, since their clothes would get dirty anyway when moving the goods.

Li Zhuiyuan waved his hand to the left, and the eyes of the row of stone lions on the left flashed and then quickly went out. He then waved his hand to the right, and the stone lions on the right made a series of "crack" sounds, and all of their necks cracked.

Considering the convenience of transporting goods later, Li Zhuiyuan simply destroyed the outer barrier.

Things have progressed to this point, and there's no longer any need to hide anything.

Li Zhuiyuan had already broken down the various small formations and restrictions within the treasure vault into numbers, which his companions memorized on their way there.

However, before officially entering, Li Zhuiyuan still gave a reminder:

"Keep your spirits up, especially at times like these and in places like these, where there are often hidden dangers."

"understand!"

"understand!"

Runsheng stepped forward, pushed open the door, and everyone went inside.

The warehouse's interior area was at least ten times larger than it appeared from the outside.

The Zhao family of Jiujiang, with all their accumulated wealth, presented it to everyone without reservation.

The value of these items is beyond monetary measure; even if you were willing to spend money, you couldn't buy them.

"Wow~"

Lin Shuyou opened his mouth wide and looked around. He finally saw what a true martial arts family was like today.

I only knew that Three-Eyed's family was well-off before, but I didn't expect them to be this well-off. In the end, Ayou sighed again:
"The car we brought... is still too small."

Tan Wenbin blinked incessantly, taking pictures of what he saw so that he could move things efficiently later. Because he blinked so frequently and so hard, his eyes became bloodshot.

Runsheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then swallowed again.

Not to mention his companions, even Li Zhuiyuan was slightly shocked by the scene here.

If we could move this entire warehouse to the back of my great-grandfather's house, then we could do whatever we wanted, whether it was making something or researching something.

Li Zhuiyuan continued walking forward, and although his companions kept looking around, they still maintained their formation.

The boy remembered Zhao Yi saying that in the Zhao family's storeroom, there was an old geezer who made a living by collecting treasures.

So far, Li Zhuiyuan has not sensed his presence.

However, they probably already know where he is.

Because at the deepest part of the treasure vault, that wide, long ice platform silently tells everyone who enters that the most precious treasures are here!
Li Zhuiyuan stopped in front of the ice platform, his gaze falling on the antique-style lamp above.

On a purely visual level, this lamp is nothing special; it can't even be considered an antique.

In its time, this type of lamp was quite common.

Li Zhuiyuan lowered his gaze and landed on the ice platform.

Normally, it seems that this is the only place suitable for Tibetans, and it's also the closest to this lamp.

Ok?
There are words here.

Li Zhuiyuan looked closely and saw that it was a newly left mark, Zhao Yi's handwriting.

Others noticed as well, and Lin Shuyou read it aloud, asking in confusion, "Whose birth date and time?"

Tan Wenbin: "Ah You, it's yours."

"Huh?" Lin Shuyou translated it in his mind, then suddenly realized, "It really is mine."

It's normal that people aren't familiar with it because it's rarely used in daily life, and when it is used, it's only for formal sacrificial occasions.

Tan Wenbin asked, puzzled, "But what is Zhao Yi implying by leaving Ayou's birth date and time here? Could it be that Ayou is the key to solving this problem?"

Lin Shuyou pointed to himself: "Me?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Zhao Yi probably didn't know what to leave behind either. He himself probably didn't know how to continue this play."

This mark is left to tell us that this lamp is important.

The reason they kept Ayou's birth date and time was probably to prevent us from overthinking or speculating.

Tan Wenbin: "That's right. If the words can be preserved, then there's no need to make things mysterious or play any guessing games. Anyone with a normal brain would know to just write down the answer."

Lin Shuyou: "That three-eyed guy, he really is..."

Li Zhuiyuan's gaze fell on the lamp again, and he spoke:

“If a treasure has more symbolic meaning, then it must be related to the most important person in the family’s history. Therefore, this should be the lamp that Zhao Wuyang lit when he traveled across the river.”

Tan Wenbin: "Then this can be considered a relic of the Dragon King."

Lin Shuyou: "Within the family, it can be regarded as a sacred object."

Li Zhuiyuan activated the Yin-walking technique, and in this state, the lamp remained unchanged.

But if it really is just a "sacrificial object", then there's no need for Zhao Yi to deliberately leave a message here.

Li Zhuiyuan began trying various methods to observe the lamp from more angles, but still gained nothing.

At this moment, the boy remembered the method he had used at his home in Nantong to sense Zhao Wuyang's spiritual manifestation.

An invisible red thread emerged from the boy's palm, climbed up the ice platform, and finally converged on the lamp.

The red line touched the lamp holder without any issues, and continued upwards without any issues, until... the red line touched the top of the lamp.

"hiss……"

In Li Zhuiyuan's perception, his whole body felt as if it were being burned by raging fire. The boy cut the red line outside as quickly as possible and then knelt down on one knee.

The searing sensation emanating from his soul was something the boy could actually endure; he had suffered far greater tortures before. But just now, his entire spirit was overwhelmed by the sudden, powerful majesty that descended upon him.

Without mental support, the intensity of pain is amplified infinitely.

"Brother Xiaoyuan?"

No one stepped forward to help him up; after the boy knelt down on one knee, everyone took their positions and stood guard.

Li Zhuiyuan slowly stood up.

His clothes, which had been stained with his nosebleed, were now soaked with cold sweat.

The boy's gaze fell on the lamp again:
"Zhao Wuyang's lamp... is still burning."

Tan Wenbin: "Could it be that Zhao Wuyang is indeed still alive?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "If he were still alive, the flame should still be on this lamp, instead of like now, where the lamp is clearly still lit, but the flame is gone."

Lin Shuyou: "Where did the lamplight go?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "If nothing unexpected happens, there should be a hidden world below the entrance we sealed earlier."

As for where the vanished lamplight was moved to, Li Zhuiyuan couldn't figure it out yet.

It's not that people lack the ability to reason, but rather that they cannot imagine things beyond the limits of their own thinking.

Some things are so outrageous that they are ruled out from the start.

But then…

Li Zhuiyuan reached out his hand; he decided to take the lamp down.

There were no restrictions or formations in this area, but after making this move, a strong sense of crisis came over the boy.

Just as Li Zhuiyuan's hand got closer and closer to the lamp, a face slowly emerged from beneath the ice platform.

This was a frozen face that was no longer clearly visible.

Li Zhuiyuan's hands did not stop, but he slowed down his movements slightly.

The face moved upwards and upwards until it was almost oozing out of the ice platform before stopping, but then, his eyes began to slowly open.

His eyes rolled upwards, looking at the lamp at the top.

The immortal old man from the treasure vault that Zhao Yi mentioned has appeared.

Runsheng raised the Yellow River shovel, ready to smash it down without hesitation if the thing dared to continue to emerge.

Lin Shuyou was also silently gathering his strength, while Tan Wenbin was already warming up, his skin turning red.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that the face inside was warning him.

But the more he acted this way, the less likely Li Zhuiyuan was to give up.

The primary purpose of coming to the Zhao family's treasure vault was to move things, but now it's a secondary purpose.

Unlike other teams that were drawn into this wave through normal channels, their goal was to kill the Zhao family's Grand Elder.

Li Zhuiyuan and Zhao Yi were temporarily inserted, their purpose being to uncover a secret deep within the Zhao family involving Zhao Wuyang.

Finally, Li Zhuiyuan's hand grasped the lamp.

The next moment, a thick, amber-colored liquid began to overflow from the ice.

The eyes on that face also revealed a clear anger.

Zhao Luhai.

He was not only the founder of the Zhao family's underground secrets, but also the guardian of those secrets.

The treasure vault is the most suitable place to put this lamp. Once someone takes the treasure vault out, whether it is taken out or taken closer, it will cause the collapse of the special area below.

In the past, there were not many people who were qualified to enter the ancestral home's treasure vault. Although most of them had expressed curiosity about this lamp, when Zhao Luhai appeared, they would wisely refrain from touching it, respectfully bow, and leave.

They are members of the Zhao family, and have no reason to desecrate the lamp lit by their ancestors, nor to clash with the Zhao family's own "foundation".

But this time, the boy in front of me actually ignored the pressure I was putting on him and managed to take the lamp into his hands.

Zhao Luhai decided to take action.

In that special realm, he was not with the other coffins; he was alone there, and no one else was allowed to approach.

In fact, this special field has always had two entrances and exits since its inception.

One is the room where the Grand Elder is now. In the past, the elders would lie in coffins and then be placed into the amber walls.

The other one is this ice platform, but no one has ever entered or left it.

Now, Zhao Luhai, who is about to take action, is not doing so through the "awakening of inner strength." If he does that, even if he gets rid of the "thief," he himself will soon perish.

He was the one most afraid of death; otherwise, he wouldn't have started such a humiliating act against his ancestors.

Therefore, he first let the amber liquid flow out, forcibly pulling the domain in this direction, intending to make his move within this domain.

After taking the lamp in his hand, Li Zhuiyuan began to retreat quickly.

But the liquid that had been seeping out suddenly erupted violently, and it was not limited to the ice platform. Large amounts of amber-colored liquid gushed out rapidly like springs in many areas of the treasure vault, especially behind Li Zhuiyuan and the others.

There was no time to react or move, and a huge amber sphere enveloped everyone, then with a "smack," it poured down.

At that moment, Li Zhuiyuan felt as if he had been thrown into a special area of ​​light and shadow.

Zhao Luhai stood there, the ice on his body rapidly dissipating, while the light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

The underground room.

The elder was earnestly trying to persuade them.

Suddenly, the amber walls around him began to shake, and the "ancestors" inside seemed to boil over.

Because of Zhao Luhai's actions, his territory was expanded, causing other members of the Zhao family who could have normally "lived" there to feel a severe crisis of exclusion.

What was being pulled away was their "living space." You see, there wasn't any extra space here to begin with, otherwise the Grand Elder wouldn't have had to endure being unable to enter.

The Grand Elder looked up, gazing diagonally upwards, where the treasure vault, bathed in amber light, became visible.

It turns out that Zhao Luhai was the one who made the move; no wonder they were all panicked.

Hands and feet emerged from the wall, quickly decayed, and turned into water that surged toward the Grand Elder.

The reason they became so eager was that Zhao Luhai didn't care about them at all. If they couldn't help Zhao Luhai resolve the trouble over there quickly, and he continued to stretch the space like this, some of them would be squeezed out, and the consequence of being squeezed out... would be death.

The longer you live, the more you feel you haven't lived enough.

The First Elder said, "If we had done this earlier, none of this would have happened."

A life-or-death crisis is more powerful than a thousand words from the Grand Elder.

With his body fully restored, the elder began to work on the seal above once more.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Just as Runsheng's shovel was about to strike Zhao Luhai's head, Zhao Luhai raised his hand to block it.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Luhai began to seize control of the shovel.

Li Zhuiyuan keenly sensed that Zhao Luhai had just awakened from the ice; although his body was awake, his mind was still in a sluggish state.

Its reaction to its earlier act of taking the lamp... was like that of a dog instinctively protecting its food.

And now, he is essentially reacting to the enemy with the same inertia he had in life.

There is a time difference here.

If used properly, it can achieve the instantaneous annihilation of this powerful opponent.

Under Li Zhuiyuan's command, Runsheng let out a loud shout and used his strongest power, except for fully opening his stamina, but not to attack. Instead, he started a tug-of-war with Zhao Luhai.

Lin Shuyou, who was supposed to be the second wave of attackers, was stopped by Li Zhuiyuan. Tan Wenbin appeared on the other side of Zhao Luhai first, activating his eyes, ears, nose and mouth to intimidate!

Zhao Luhai's already confused mind slowed down further. As if shooing away a fly, he raised his other hand and swept it towards Tan Wenbin.

"Snapped!"

Tan Wenbin was sent flying backwards, but fortunately he had listened to Brother Xiao Yuan and made preparations in advance. He crossed his arms in front of his body and used the power of the Green Ox to defend himself. Although he looked terrible when he was sent flying, his injuries were not serious.

Just as Zhao Luhai was about to unleash his full power, Lin Shuyou made his move.

He felt that his opponent was really too stupid. Although he felt very strong, he just let himself attack his open front, which was really not taking him, the True Lord, seriously.

Following Xiao Yuan's instructions, Lin Shuyou pushed himself up with his back, and three talisman needles entered his body. This was the maximum extent of overexertion he could currently exert without becoming bedridden.

This opportunity might only come once, so Li Zhuiyuan did his best to get Lin Shuyou, who was in charge of the attack, to unleash his strongest attack.

"boom!"

Lin Shuyou spun around like a high-speed spinning top, leaving behind layers of afterimages.

Just as he rushed in front of Zhao Luhai, Lin Shuyou smashed his mace hard into Zhao Luhai's head.

"Click..."

Zhao Luhai's head first swelled up, then countless cracks appeared, and finally, with a "pop," it exploded!

Smashing someone's head doesn't end the fight. White Crane True Lord's fighting style has always been to kill an enemy in one go and never leave them for the next bite.

The second blow struck Zhao Luhai in the chest.

"boom!"

His chest was first dented, then smashed open with a large, clear hole.

At this moment, Li Zhuiyuan caught up, releasing karmic fire that incinerated Zhao Luhai's remains.

Soon, he was reduced to ashes.

Even so, Tan Wenbin, who had just landed, didn't let it go. He sprang up in a somersault, pulled out a string of talismans, and threw them over.

With a series of crisp crackling sounds, even the ashes vanished into thin air.

solved.

Everyone breathed a slight sigh of relief.

However, the surrounding amber color remained unchanged, except for fading slightly.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Lin Shuyou, charge in that direction!"

Ayou rushed out, trying to break through the amber barrier, but as soon as his double maces struck, Zhao Luhai's figure appeared on the amber surface in front of him.

"Bang! Bang!"

After two consecutive heavy blows with his mace, Lin Shuyou was sent flying backward, taking several more steps back after landing.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, that shadow punched me!"

The scene just now was too bizarre. The guy who had been literally beaten to the point of being nothing was reborn as a shadow and could still launch attacks.

"Runsheng, go!"

Runsheng took a deep breath, swung the shovel, and slammed it down hard in front of him.

"boom!"

Runsheng did not retreat, but the furrows on his arms flowed rapidly, and he was caught in a stalemate.

"Runsheng, retreat!"

Runsheng, who was actively releasing his energy, kept retreating.

Li Zhuiyuan tried to set up an array, but as soon as he started, he found that it was difficult to form any array here.

"This is someone else's formation... no, not just a formation, this is a special domain."

Meanwhile, deep below, a new body is being re-formed, and now the part above the neck has appeared.

The man looked up and saw Zhao Luhai.

The instinctive anger in his eyes had subsided considerably, and a mocking smile played on his lips. Clearly, his mind had largely recovered from its frozen state.

Once he has readjusted and comes back up, he will not give everyone the same opportunity as last time.

In addition, this is his absolute home turf. Even if his body has not recovered, he can still trap everyone here.

Lin Shuyou: "What kind of freak is this? Is it immortal?"

Li Zhuiyuan glanced past Zhao Luhai, whose body was bizarrely reconstructing itself, and looked deeper into the amber:

"He's not immortal; he must have a scapegoat."

The dilution of amber made the light more penetrating, but Li Zhuiyuan could only see that the entire basement of the Zhao family's ancestral home was filled with this substance.

It looks a lot like the emerald wall we encountered at the foot of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, where a group of shadowy figures, or corpses, were also kept.

Tan Wenbin approached the boy, squatted down, placed his hands on the ground, and said:
"Brother Xiaoyuan, let's see what's in the deepest part?"

Li Zhuiyuan nodded and wrapped the red thread around Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin activated his Yin-walking technique, and the snake's eyes quickly pierced downwards.

Tan Wenbin is now like Li Zhuiyuan's periscope.

Li Zhuiyuan saw coffins, all with their lids open and empty inside.

Continuing downwards, the boy saw a group of people, so insane they were disheveled, all huddled around the perimeter of a room, with parts of their limbs sticking out. Those limbs quickly decayed, eventually turning into a thin stream that flowed into the only person inside the room.

During this time, some people's bodies suddenly exploded and completely dissipated.

Each time someone explodes, the remaining people seem to be greatly stimulated and will frantically stick out more of their limbs.

Li Zhuiyuan continued looking down and saw an altar. Zoom in, zoom in, zoom in...

Tan Wenbin's eyes began to strain, cracking at the corners, but he knew this was the final crucial moment, and he had to ensure that Xiao Yuan obtained the most important information.

Finally, Li Zhuiyuan saw it.

On the altar lay a head, with a flickering flame on it.

"what!"

Tan Wenbin leaned forward and simply collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

Li Zhuiyuan, who was standing there, turned cold and slowly clenched his fists.

"The Zhao family members burned Zhao Wuyang's head...as a sky lantern."

Even Li Zhuiyuan's previous limit was probably that the Zhao family would violate the Dragon King's will in another way, forcing Zhao Wuyang to exist in part.

But the boy never expected that the Zhao family would dare to so blatantly insult their ancestor.

You should know that this is the ancestral home of the Zhao family of Jiujiang. Those crazy people who are qualified to have a coffin there must at least be elders of the Zhao family from generation to generation.

Li Zhuiyuan was not a member of the Zhao family, so he had no sense of belonging to the Zhao family's act of humiliating their ancestors.

But the boy had once received a favor from Zhao Wuyang, and that magnanimous dragon king generously gave him, a stranger, one of his precious relics.

He is willing to give anything to anyone who maintains peace and suppresses evil spirits.

Before his death, Zhao Wuyang rose from humble beginnings and single-handedly seized the Dragon King's throne from the heirs of the Dragon King's clan, thus writing his own era.

This is the man whose story is still told in the martial arts world today, and who is regarded as a role model for countless people. He suppressed the martial arts world in his lifetime, but ended up in such a state after his death.

Zhao Wuyang doesn't just belong to the Zhao family.

Ha, you bunch of pigs and dogs from the Zhao family, do you even deserve to call yourselves descendants of Zhao Wuyang?

Li Zhuiyuan turned his gaze to the lamp in his hand.

"Only by turning off this light can we break the environment here."

Runsheng: "But the lamp isn't lit."

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "No, he lit it."

The boy placed his palm on the lamp, and soon, burn marks appeared on his palm.

Although the flame is not here, this lamp has never been extinguished.

Li Zhuiyuan moved his hand away. He had only done this to demonstrate and to make a final elimination check; he did not intend to harm himself.

Runsheng: "I'll smash this lamp."

Li Zhuiyuan: "This lamp has no value. It is the karmic cause and effect of the Dragon King that is condensed inside it. Even if it is smashed to pieces, it will still exist and continue to burn. From the perspective of walking through the underworld, its form can still be seen."

The boy placed the lamp in front of him and began to use various spells on it, but he still could not extinguish it.

Similarly, the flame at the spot where Zhao Wuyang's head was enshrined on that altar must still be burning.

"Gudu... gudu..."

A section of the ground bulged out, like an ever-growing dome, inside which was Zhao Luhai, whose body had already been partially reformed.

Seeing this, Runsheng and Lin Shuyou grabbed a shovel and a mace respectively, and started hitting him frantically, but they were still unable to break through the barrier.

Zhao Luhai looked at Li Zhuiyuan and smiled:

"Aren't you going to tell them to save their energy?"

Li Zhuiyuan didn't call a halt, and continued to cast spells, trying them out regardless of whether they were useful or not.

Zhao Luhai exclaimed, "Whose kid are you? You're so young, but you know so much!"

Li Zhuiyuan still ignored him.

Zhao Luhai continued, "Don't waste your energy. I'm just worried that you'll take this lamp away, but I'm not worried at all that you can extinguish it."

How can a lamp whose flame isn't even here be extinguished?

Li Zhuiyuan continued to ignore him, took out talismans and a small compass, and continued to try to extinguish the lamp.

Zhao Luhai: "Don't waste your energy. Also, make those two stop."

While they were talking, Zhao Luhai's legs had already recovered halfway.

"Let them conserve their energy. I haven't fought in years. If they're out of energy later, it'll be much less fun for me to kill them."

……

In the basement room.

"Hahaha!"

The support that they had desperately tried to obtain before suddenly poured in.

The "predecessors" are all hoping that I will quickly receive more so that I can break the seal and help Zhao Luhai.

Because whether it's tearing the domain apart or Zhao Luhai's actions to repair his body, it's all about consuming their group of people.

Many people have already exploded and completely disappeared.

It wasn't until today that everyone realized that the real protagonist of this so-called dream of immortality was actually only one person: Zhao Luhai.

He built this place, and the Zhao family needs to maintain it for generations. He doesn't mind the Zhao family moving in; after all, those who move in become his "reserve provisions."

Yes, how could someone who is so ruthless to their ancestors possibly have any compassion for their descendants?
The Grand Elder thoroughly enjoyed himself this time.

Actually, breaking the seal above isn't difficult. As long as one... two... or at most three of them come out, they can ensure that the seal is destroyed.

But no one was willing to come out. This group of people would rather keep sacrificing their body parts, rather be named and blown up to become nourishment, than risk their lives and pay the inevitable price to bring benefits to the others.

The elder's old face had become rounder by now.

He felt it was time for him to make a move.

After breaking free from the seal, he will take care of everything at the ancestral home and the outer residence. Then, he can comfortably lie down in this spacious place that is no longer crowded.

He leaned forward and threw a punch.

"boom!"

After a moment of distortion, the faces of the Third Elder, Fourth Elder, and Fifth Elder exploded completely, the seal was broken, and the First Elder arrived on the ground.

Without stopping, he quickly arrived at the treasure vault.

At this moment, half of the treasure vault was covered in amber color; no wonder the group of people below had gone mad.

Inside the enclosure, Zhao Luhai still has two sections of her legs that haven't been repaired.

Unable to enter the amber's range, the Grand Elder could only respectfully bow to Zhao Luhai:
"Junior Zhao Dexiao pays respects to his ancestors."

Zhao Luhai didn't even turn around to look at him, nor did she open the amber door to let him in. She simply said:

"You enjoyed your meal, didn't you?"

Upon hearing this, the Grand Elder knelt down in fright: "This junior did not mean to compete with you... I simply..."

I wanted to say "fight for food," but I felt that the word was inappropriate to say.

Zhao Luhai: "You've eaten, so you don't need to worry about things here. I'll enjoy myself. Save your energy to take care of things at home and outside."

"If outsiders can even enter the treasure vault and take lamps, it shows just how decadent and absurd the Zhao family has become; they have utterly disgraced their ancestors."

The elder immediately replied, "Please rest assured, I will definitely take care of things outside and will never disturb your peace again."

The reason why the Grand Elder was so obedient was that the "life-saving opportunity" he had just received was coming and going quickly. He would have to lie down in it again soon, so he naturally couldn't afford to offend Zhao Luhai.

Zhao Luhai looked down, first at her own feet that were rapidly healing, then at Runsheng and Lin Shuyou on either side who were still frantically pounding on them, and finally at the boy who was still trying various methods, and smiled:
"You guys are really persistent, still not giving up?"

Li Zhuiyuan stopped what he was doing and looked at Zhao Luhai. If nothing unexpected happened, this person should be the most powerful one in the history of the Zhao family, apart from Zhao Wuyang.

Moreover, their methods and abilities are astonishing; otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to create this situation.

This means that in the history of the Zhao family, there was actually a possibility that another Dragon King would emerge after Zhao Wuyang. Someone like Zhao Luhai would probably be a top figure in the martial arts world in his generation.

But it was precisely because of him that the Zhao family's path was completely distorted.

Li Zhuiyuan placed the lamp back on the ground, stood up, clapped his hands, and asked:
"Give up on what?"

Zhao Luhai: "With their combined strength, even if they use secret techniques, they can't break through this barrier. They might as well save their strength so that when I come out, they can howl even louder."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Anyway, I'm just idling around anyway."

Zhao Luhai: "Even on his deathbed, he remained calm and composed. Little one, what a pity."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Who will live and who will die is still unknown."

Zhao Luhai: "Oh?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "If I just turn off this lamp, won't you just disappear?"

Zhao Luhai: "Hehe, yes, so, have you found a way to turn off this light?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Found it."

Zhao Luhai's eyes flashed slightly, then his smile widened: "Hmm, really impressive. After trying so many methods, you finally found it? Hehehehe."

"Oh, you mean these things?" Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the various marks around the lamp on the ground. "I just did it because I was bored and wanted to play around with them."

Zhao Luhai: "Just for fun?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Well, I didn't originally plan to play for this long, but seeing how happy you were watching, I played a little longer so you could have more fun too."

Zhao Luhai: "Hahahahahahaha!"

The elder outside echoed, "Hehehe!"

Li Zhuiyuan suppressed his relaxed expression, his face turned serious, and he spread his hands, immediately exuding an aura of solemnity.

The lamp on the ground trembled slightly, as if in response.

Zhao Luhai stopped laughing, frowned, and looked at the boy, puzzled.
"What are you..."

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