Mythical Three Kingdoms: Martial Arts Reach Divine Ranks, I Alone Rule the World

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

The moment the blood-red halberd piercing the lid of the black jade coffin and the black mist covering the coffin came into contact, it was like a raging fire.

Or to be more precise...

It was the vigorous vitality of the battle halberd composed of blood and qi that extinguished the balance of the black mist in the pierced part of the black jade coffin, causing its state to become disordered.

But in any case.

The blood energy avatar, controlled by Zhang Mu's will, dared not be careless for a moment.

His gaze was fixed on the pierced point of the Blood Qi Halberd, and then he slowly pulled the halberd out, intending to use the gap to see through the black jade coffin.

however.

As Zhang Mu manipulated his blood energy avatar to pull the blood energy halberd halfway out...

His movements stopped.

He didn't stop on his own initiative.

Instead, the blood energy avatar gripping the halberd handle suddenly felt a force pulling at him from the other end of the halberd, preventing the blood energy halberd from being pulled out.

"really!"

Having confirmed his suspicions, Zhang Mu was not about to give up.

He immediately prepared to exert his strength, intending to use his blood-energy halberd as a medium to engage in a contest with the being lying inside the black jade coffin.

It can happen in the next moment.

Zhang Mu frowned and manipulated his avatar to release the blood-red battle halberd.

Watching as the blood-red halberd was pulled inch by inch into the black jade coffin...

Zhang Mu's gaze remained fixed on it.

Because he sensed it.

The blood energy within this divine weapon, forged from his own blood energy, is being absorbed by the creature inside the coffin.

If he hadn't let go just now...

The unseen being within the black jade coffin seeks to absorb not only the blood-energy halberd, but also the blood-energy of his avatar.

Tong Yuan, who was watching from a distance, also took in the whole scene.

Although he had never been on the stone coffin like Zhang Mu, he still sensed that the coffin was extremely strange.

"Kongji!"

Tong Yuan transmitted his voice from afar.

"If you are unable to do so, you should withdraw in time."

"It's just the skeleton of a sandalwood tree; there's no need to risk your life for it."

Zhang Mu heard Tong Yuan's well-intentioned reminder, but he had no intention of giving up.

It's no longer just about the skeleton of a sandalwood tree.

Rather, it was his own desire to investigate the truth behind the terracotta warriors' nighttime march; he wanted to see what the extremely mysterious imperial tomb truly held.

He didn't want anything to happen to him or his brother Zhang Liao after they died...

Even the corpses were desecrated by these terracotta warriors and transported to an unknown place.

Just thinking about that scene made him feel disgusted.

"Mr. Tong, please rest assured!"

"Mu knows what he's doing and is aware of what he's doing at this moment."

After replying to Tong Yuan, Zhang Mu's blood energy clone glanced at his main body standing on the cliff top, only to see the main body directly throw the black battle halberd in its hand at the blood energy clone.

This time, the blood-energy clone wielding its natal divine weapon, the battle halberd, did not hesitate at all.

He immediately swung his black halberd, slashing straight down at one corner of the black jade coffin.

"Snap!"

The sound of jade shattering rang out. The black jade coffin could not withstand the sharpness of the black halberd. One corner of it broke off and smashed into the head of the giant terracotta warrior supporting the coffin, before falling into the churning black mist.

"Aww!"

"Aww!"

"Aww!"

"Aww!"

Before Zhang Mu could clearly see the scene inside the hall through the missing corner of the black jade coffin, a sudden change occurred.

The four burly giant terracotta warriors, who had been helpless against Zhang Mu's killing of three thousand war terracotta warriors, all began to raise their heads and go berserk the moment a corner of the black jade coffin was cut off.

One by one, fists swung with powerful force, crashing down on Zhang Mu's blood energy avatar.

It was as if they wanted to kill Zhang Mu, the blood-blooded embodiment of the blasphemer.

As for the black jade coffin that they were originally carrying, it did not fall to the ground after the four giant terracotta warriors were no longer supporting it, but instead floated quietly in the air.

then.

The stone coffin continued to rise, and in a short while it reached the same height as Zhang Mu himself.

This scene.

It was as if the owner of the coffin, who never appeared, was deliberately controlling it.

"you!"

"Who is it?"

Zhang Mu spoke, but did not attack the black jade coffin again.

A hint of regret appeared in his eyes.

Because the missing corner of the black jade coffin was either intentionally or unintentionally left by the owner of the coffin, that corner happened to be in a blind spot in his field of vision.

The person inside the coffin did not answer Zhang Mu's question.

But in stark contrast, the black mist that had not dissipated on the water surface reacted.

"The valiant Qin people, united in the face of national crisis!"

"We will fight to the death, until every drop of blood is spilled!"

A sound came from within the black mist, replacing the previous sound of war drums.

The chanting rose in layers, echoing endlessly like waves.

Suddenly.

The black mist ceased its churning, and one after another, terracotta warriors, each over two zhang tall, appeared, clad in heavy black lamellar armor and wielding bronze spears.

Unlike the previous terracotta warriors.

The eye sockets of the cavalry warriors that appeared were no longer clay eyeballs, but rather burning with eerie, inextinguishable dark red ghost flames, illuminating the area in front of their vision.

The warhorses beneath them were not made of clay or pottery.

Instead, it is entirely cast from black stone, with carved scale patterns covering its body, and the stone horse's four hooves are wrapped with rolling evil spirits, as if it were walking on fire.

The most striking.

The aura emanating from these terracotta warriors is truly remarkable.

Looking at each of the mounted warriors, Zhang Mu sensed a faint threat emanating from them, a threat that only a powerful expert at the Gathering Qi Realm could evoke.

of course.

Good news also came.

In terms of quantity.

The number of the cavalry warriors that appeared later was far less than the three thousand warriors that appeared in the first wave; there were only three hundred and sixty-five of them.

Should we continue fighting?

Looking down at the various types of terracotta warriors appearing one after another like a hornet's nest, Zhang Mu secretly weighed his options.

He was confident he could handle these 365 terracotta warriors...

but.

He wasn't sure.

After he eliminates these mounted warriors, what kind of warriors of what strength will appear in the black mist?

We can't just...

Then there will be twelve more golden figures with the strength of the peak of the Martial Aspect Realm, or even the half-step Overlord Realm!

Although he had transmigrated, Zhang Mu hadn't forgotten the ancient text he had memorized during his school days in his previous life:

"Collect all the weapons in the land, gather them in Xianyang, melt down the blades and arrowheads, and cast them into twelve bronze statues to weaken the people of the land."

He may be strong, but he is still a human being.

As human beings, we are bound to feel a sense of dread when faced with the endless unknown.

Of course.

"Bang!"

Before Zhang Mu could make a decision, a loud bang was heard.

He looked in the direction of the sound...

The black jade coffin had been erected at some point, and its lid had been kicked open from the inside.

The coffin lid flew off and hurtled straight at Zhang Mu's face.