During the Qin Dynasty, he was in charge of the net.

Yan Lingji turned her head and shook off Li Ji's hand, then glared at the three stunned corpse-driving demons and said hatefully, "What are you all standing there for? Save me!"

However, the three corpse-driving demons reacted differently.

Upon hearing this, Wushuang Gui immediately grabbed the huge stone coffin and rushed towards Li Ji.

The Corpse Demon hesitated for a moment, realizing that the four of them were now in a situation where their fates were intertwined. How could the person who had captured Yan Lingji let them go? He then began to summon corpse puppets.

The few pieces of good news for the Corpse Demon are that the royal tomb contained many corpses, which he could use as his army of corpse puppets.

When the Hundred Poisons King made his move last, he was always a step slower than the other two. This was because he knew that the matter of the Mingshui royal family was too shocking, and the others might not believe it. So he decided to make a note of the matter and investigate it slowly at another time.

Facing an attack from three sides, Li Ji's eyes remained calm and composed. The vast Ming Shui True Qi within his dantian gave him an unprecedented sense of control.

Suddenly, Li Ji spread his right hand wide, aiming it at the forty-odd corpse puppets charging at the front.

The seed of the Netherworld Water within his dantian spun rapidly, unleashing a surge of pure and powerful Netherworld Water True Qi.

The humid air in the tunnel was instantly sucked out, condensing into two violently spinning water tornadoes!

The water tornado was not a brute-force impact, but rather carried an extremely strong tearing and strangling force, precisely pulling in more than forty corpse puppets.

The two water jets, like giant meat grinders, instantly tore the forty-odd impenetrable corpse puppets to pieces, turning them into a pile of foul-smelling, mangled flesh and bones.

The Corpse-Driving Demon groaned, and the green light on the bone staff in his hand dimmed, clearly indicating that he had suffered a mental injury.

Almost the instant the waterspout took shape, Li Ji's left hand transformed into a palm seal and pressed down on the charging Wushuang Ghost from mid-air.

The surging true energy of the Netherworld gathered above his head, instantly transforming into a huge, solid, semi-transparent water-shaped hand.

The giant hand, carrying immense and irresistible force and profound water pressure, crashed down with a deafening roar.

Wushuang Gui roared, lifting the jade coffin upwards in an attempt to force its way through.

However, this water-shaped giant hand contains not only power, but also the penetrating, eroding, and slowing properties of the true energy of the Netherworld.

The moment the giant water-shaped hand struck the Peerless Demon, the immense force forced him to his knees, shattering the stone slab with his knees!

Even more terrifying, the azure power of the Netherworld coiled around his dark skin like a living thing, frantically seeping in and eroding his limbs and bones, making his proud brute strength feel like it was sinking into a quagmire.

He roared and struggled, but was firmly suppressed by the water-shaped hand and could not move.

At the same time, the Poison King's poison needles arrived in front of Li Ji.

Li Ji's eyes narrowed, and he brought his right index and middle fingers together, creating several condensed, hair-thin yet incredibly sharp, dark blue water blades out of thin air.

These water blades, like countless blue threads, instantly wove together into a deadly net, precisely severing the incoming poison needles. Their momentum remained undiminished, enveloping the King of Poisons like a giant net.

Puff puff!

Where the water blade passed, the Gu worms used by the King of Poisons for defense were sliced ​​open like tofu.

The remaining water blades struck the Hundred Poison King, who let out a painful groan and retreated repeatedly, no longer daring to make a move.

In a single exchange, the three top-tier experts, working together, were easily suppressed by Li Ji.

The Corpse-Driving Demon was deathly pale, the Hundred Poisons King was in a sorry state, and the Peerless Ghost was still struggling desperately under the giant hand.

It should be noted that the three of them obtained many treasures in this royal tomb, which greatly increased their strength.

Unexpectedly, the three of them were defeated even faster and more miserably than they had been on the ground.

Yan Lingji, who was tightly gripped by the water-shaped hand, was even more shocked. If she could be said to be suppressed by the water-shaped hand, then the fact that the three Corpse Demons were defeated as soon as they met meant that this person's strength had reached a terrifying level. She wondered what this person had obtained in that circular secret room, which made him seem to have been reborn.

"Walk!"

A flicker of pain and resolve flashed in the eyes of the Corpse-Driving Demon, who suddenly pulled out a palm-sized black bone fragment covered with twisted runes from his robes.

He bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood onto the bone fragment.

The bone fragments instantly burst into a ghastly green flame, emitting a strong, pungent stench of decay, and the surrounding ground began to crack.

"Yin Sha Escape Talisman! Come here quickly!" the Corpse-Driving Demon roared.

You should know that this Yin Sha Escape Talisman was a burial item in the main tomb of the royal mausoleum. It can be used to escape underground and save one's life in critical moments. It was one of the most valuable items he obtained in the royal mausoleum, but he did not expect to have to use it so soon after he got it.

Without hesitation, the Poison King lunged towards the area of ​​green flames.

As the Corpse Demon swung his bone staff, the last few corpse puppets around him gripped the water-shaped hand tightly, causing the water-shaped hand to momentarily freeze.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wushuang Gui roared and unleashed his remaining power to break free from his restraints, staggering as he rushed into the green flames.

Li Ji's eyes turned cold, and he was about to give chase when he saw the ghastly green flames suddenly surge, completely engulfing the three figures before extinguishing with a "poof," leaving only a small puddle of foul-smelling black water and faint cracks in the ground.

The three have vanished without a trace.

Li Ji's gaze was deep and unfathomable, but there was no sign of anxiety on his face.

He slowly raised his right hand, palm up, and there were three extremely tiny, almost imperceptible, dark blue water droplets floating on it, emitting a faint fluctuation that was connected to the aura of the three people.

"You snakes have planted saplings in the water, and you've followed the current to find them... You can't escape."

This is precisely the tracking secret technique attached to the Yue Snake Transformation into a Dragon Method—the Yue Snake Seed Water.

In the brief moment of their exchange, he had secretly attached three seeds containing his own pure Netherworld Qi to the three of them without them noticing.

As long as it remains within a certain range, the water element can guide the direction and even faintly sense the other party's state.

Only then did Li Ji remember Yan Lingji, who was being tightly gripped by a large water-shaped hand behind him.

"It seems your companions left you with me."

Li Ji looked at Yan Lingji and sneered. If those three wanted to save Yan Lingji together, they could have stayed a little longer and none of them would have been able to escape.

Yan Lingji was furious when she saw Li Ji suddenly reach out and grab the square jade box in her arms.

In an instant, the square jade box slipped from her hand and fell into Li Ji's grasp.

"You! This thing is useless to you, give it back to me!" Yan Lingji began to struggle in the water-shaped hand, but the more she struggled, the tighter the water-shaped hand gripped her.

Li Ji coldly looked at Yan Lingji, whose face was flushed red from being gripped so tightly, and said:

"I've noticed that you don't seem to understand your current situation."

The reason you're still alive is because I think you still have some value. If you don't even have that much self-awareness, then there's no point in communicating with you.

After saying that, Li Ji knocked Yan Lingji unconscious with a karate chop.

Yan Lingji collapsed into the water-shaped giant hand, and Li Ji led her toward the direction of the three corpse-driving demons he sensed.

Li Ji then put the square jade box into his robes, intending to examine it carefully after this matter was settled.

The Corpse-Driving Demon, the King of a Hundred Poisons, and the Peerless Ghost stumbled out of a crack in the ground and landed on a relatively flat open space outside the entrance to the royal tomb.

The cold, damp air and traces of the fierce battle still lingered on their bodies; Wushuang Gui was panting heavily, and water stains remained on his exposed skin.

The King of Poisons was busy treating his wounds, grimacing in pain.

The Corpse-Driving Demon looked at the bone fragments that had turned to ashes in his hand with a pained expression, his face grim.

"Hurry! That person is very strange, we can't stay here any longer!" the Corpse-Driving Demon said hoarsely.

However, the King of Poisons suddenly froze, staring ahead in terror, his voice trembling:

"I can't leave..."

The Corpse-Driving Demon and the Peerless Ghost followed his gaze, and a chill instantly shot from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads!

The moonlight, like frost, fell coldly.

Less than a hundred paces ahead of them, a disciplined, silent army, exuding a chilling aura, was already lined up and waiting.

They were all clad in pure white heavy armor, covering their entire bodies, even their faces were obscured by menacing face shields, revealing only their cold eyes.

They held uniform, long spears with icy barbs, the tips pointing diagonally at the ground. The chilling aura was palpable, and the surrounding air was so cold that a faint frost formed on the ground.

Five hundred soldiers in white armor, like five hundred silent icebergs, completely surrounded the entrance to the royal tomb.

At the very front of the army formation, a magnificent warhorse, pure white without a single stray hair, stood quietly.

A person sat upright, wearing a magnificent yet eerie blood-red robe, which fluttered slightly in the night wind like flowing blood.

His face was exceptionally handsome, yet pale and bloodless, with a pair of slender eyes looking down at the three corpse-driving demons.

This person is none other than Bai Yifei, the Blood-Clad Marquis and owner of the Blood-Clad Fortress in South Korea!

"I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Kneel down and offer up everything you have in your hands, as well as what you have obtained from the tomb, and perhaps... I may spare your lives."