What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

"The right side is safe."

I opened my eyes and looked ahead as I spoke.

The entire strangulation process took place underwater; there was no earth-shattering explosion, nor the monster's dying roar.

All that could be seen were clumps of dark red blood occasionally churning on the surface of the water, and undercurrents that were quickly smoothed out by the current.

This silent yet deadly tactic caused a subtle change in how the surrounding squad members looked at me.

Gunpowder looked at the pool of blood rising on the water's surface, couldn't help but smack his lips, and whispered to the nearby rock:

"Goodness, what kind of weird kung fu does Consultant Chen practice?"

Even from this distance, killing this thing underwater wouldn't even cause a splash.

If this were used for assassination, who could defend against it?

Shan Yan didn't speak, but silently gripped his tactical knife, his eyes showing a hint of solemnity.

During the next two hundred meters of wading, the mutated water monsters at the bottom of the underground river surged in from all directions like sharks that had smelled blood.

There are giant aquatic beetles with hard shells, and there are also water monsters that are as long and thin as snakes and covered with poisonous spines.

But I remained calm and followed the group step by step.

At that moment, my brain was like a sophisticated radar, operating at breakneck speed.

The cool aura is responsible for locking onto the target, while the black bone needles hidden underwater are the most ruthless executioners.

Within the fifty-meter absolute control zone, any mutated creature attempting to approach the team would have its skull pierced by bone needles or be silently shredded by the mirage dragon silk in an instant.

I don't even need to stop; I can nip all dangers in the bud by simply moving my finger occasionally.

As the malevolent energy within me was consumed and replenished, the jade-colored malevolent energy that had merged with the origin of the dragon soul circulated more and more smoothly in my meridians.

I could even sense that after the bone needles devoured the essence of the water monsters' flesh and blood, the violent power within them became more restrained and profound.

About fifteen minutes later.

The hunting dog at the front finally stepped onto the hard stone steps.

"We've reached the shore!"

The hound lowered its voice, its tone carrying a hint of relief.

He quickly climbed the naturally formed stone steps, then turned around to assist Zhang Xuanqing and the compass behind him in getting out of the water.

After the last person in the group, Shan Yan, climbed up the stone steps, soaking wet, I had a sudden thought and retrieved the black bone needle that had turned slightly red from being killed underwater, putting it back into the pocket on my chest.

Standing on the slightly slippery stone steps, which were about a meter wide, everyone untied their safety ropes.

Despite wearing waterproof jackets, everyone's body temperature dropped after being soaked in the cold, dark river for a long time, and their faces appeared somewhat pale.

Ling Shu immediately took out several dark brown pills from the first aid kit and distributed them to everyone to dispel the cold in their bodies.

I took the pill, thanked them, and swallowed it in one gulp.

The pill entered my stomach and transformed into a warm current. Although it wasn't as effective as my malevolent energy, it was better than nothing.

"Brother Chen, thanks to you."

Zhang Xuanqing looked at me with admiration in his eyes.

"If it weren't for your underwater escort, we would have been badly injured even if we had made it across the water."

Moreover, once the fighting begins, the road ahead will become even more difficult.

It was just a small favor.

I smiled and shook the water droplets off my hands.

"We are a team, and everyone has their own role."

We'll need your help to scout ahead and provide cover fire.

Shan Yan patted my shoulder forcefully, his eyes full of approval in this tough man:

"Advisor Chen, no doubt about it."

"If you ever need my help in the capital, just say the word."

I nodded and accepted his kindness.

After a short rest, we reorganized our equipment and turned our attention to the depths of the stone steps.

Following the beam of the flashlight, one could see that the edge of this originally naturally formed rock wall began to show obvious signs of human excavation after extending a certain distance.

The stone steps became smoother, and some faint carvings even appeared on the rock face.

"We have entered the outer area of ​​the ancient tomb."

Zhang Xuanqing said in a deep voice, his tone tinged with seriousness.

"Everyone be careful. From here on, you may encounter traps they have set at any time."

At this moment, the chill in the air seemed to become even stronger.

I took a deep breath and followed the middle of the group, continuing down the stone steps into the depths of the ancient tomb.

As you walk down the stone steps marked by human excavation, the dampness in the air, reminiscent of an underground river, gradually fades.

After descending several hundred steps, the space in front of us suddenly opened up.

Several beams of powerful tactical flashlights swept across, revealing an underground burial pit the size of half a football field.

The underground rock strata of Laoxiongling in western Hunan are extremely hard.

This burial pit was clearly carved out little by little by ancient craftsmen following the natural rock cave, expending countless manpower and resources.

At the end of the flashlight beam, the bottom of the pit was piled with all sorts of miscellaneous items.

There were wooden carriages and horses that had long since rotted into mud, bronze vessels covered in verdigris, but even more so, there were bare bones.

The bones were stacked together in a very twisted way, some even still retaining the posture of struggling to climb upwards when they were alive.

"A typical early Ming Dynasty burial pit."

Luo Pan pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, used the flashlight to survey the surrounding layout, and said in a low voice.

"Moreover, judging from the posture of these skeletons, many people were driven into the pit alive and then suffocated to death by sealing off the exit from above."

The atmosphere here is thick with resentment.

The squad immediately entered the highest level of combat alert.

Shan Yan and the hunting dogs stood guard on either side of the group, while Huo Yao, holding a submachine gun, kept watch at the rear.

In places filled with resentment and death, it is easiest for corpse spirits or evil ghosts to breed.

Moreover, we all know that the orphan of the Sang family and that group of evil cultivators might be in this ancient tomb.

If that's the case, they would never let us walk in so casually.

I walked in the middle of the group without saying a word, simply maximizing the cool sensation between my brows.

At the same time, the jade-colored baleful energy within my body spread down my legs to the ground, and the fifty-meter absolute aura perception range was like an invisible net, completely enveloping the space around us.

As long as any living creature with malicious intent or malevolent energy approaches, even if it is hiding several meters underground, I can guarantee to detect its movements immediately.

However, to everyone's surprise, the entire burial pit was deathly silent.

Apart from the sounds of our breathing and footsteps, there was no unusual noise.

Those piles of white bones were just ordinary white bones; they had not undergone any transformation into corpses, nor were there any Gu worms hidden among them.