System: Infinite Evolution into Qilin Bloodline

As Zhang Hao and his companions entered the tomb, their gazes swept across the empty space before finally settling on the three coffins arranged side by side.

These three coffins, each with its own unique characteristics, seem to be a microcosm of three different eras.

The coffin made of Phoebe zhennan wood is warm and smooth like jade, with a restrained luster, revealing an indescribable nobility and luxury, which makes people imagine the emperors and generals who sleep here.

The bronze coffin, with its simple and heavy texture, showcases the exquisite craftsmanship of ancient artisans and their reverence for death. The intricate patterns carved on it, faintly visible in the dim light, seem to be telling ancient legends.

The most eye-catching thing was the pitch-black coffin that was suspended high by nine chains. It hung silently in mid-air, untouched by a speck of dust, and exuded a chilling aura that made one's heart tremble, as if even time could not touch it.

The fat man appeared unusually serious at that moment.

The moment his eyes met the black coffin, they seemed to be drawn by some force, gleaming with an unusual light.

He strode forward and came to the coffin.

The fat man reached out and gently tapped the surface of the coffin; the sound was deep and resonant.

"This is a traditional Chinese coffin!"

The fat man shouted excitedly, his voice filled with barely concealed excitement.

He turned around and looked at the people behind him.

"Did you know? The inner coffin is one of the most mysterious and rarest burial objects in ancient times!"

It is said that only those of extremely noble status who have made great achievements or have special abilities during their lifetime are qualified to enjoy this kind of burial.

More importantly, the materials used in these inner coffins are often unknown. They can isolate all external interference, protecting the person inside from the erosion of time, and may even…

At this point, the fat man deliberately kept everyone in suspense, a mysterious smile appearing on his face.

Upon hearing this, Wu Tianzhen frowned slightly. He knew the fat man's personality well, but at this moment he couldn't help but be attracted by his description.

"Fatty, stop being so mysterious, tell me, what else is possible?"

He urged.

The fat man chuckled and continued:

"It's also possible to preserve the person inside the coffin in some special state, such as... immortality!"

These words moved even the usually composed Zhang Hao and Zhang Qilin. They exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with both shock and curiosity.

"Immortal?"

Wu Tianzhen muttered to himself. He knew all too well the absurdity and impossibility of this, but within this ancient tomb, everything seemed to become possible.

"If such a miracle truly exists, then why bury it deep underground and isolate it from the world?"

The fat man shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

"I don't know, but since we've met, it means we're destined to meet."

Perhaps, unlocking the secrets of this inner coffin will lead to clues about the phoenix feather!

Zhang Qilin remained silent, quietly observing the coffin, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

"The fat man's words were somewhat exaggerated, but the coffin in the cellar was indeed extraordinary."

Now that we've come, we can't leave empty-handed.

However, before taking action, we must make thorough preparations to ensure everything goes smoothly.

So the four of them began to divide the work and cooperate. Zhang Hao was responsible for checking the environment inside the tomb and looking for any possible traps or mechanisms.

Wu Tianzhen used her knowledge to study the totems and symbols on the coffin, trying to find clues to open it.

The fat man searched around to see if there were any forgotten burial items or tools, just in case.

Zhang Qilin stood aside, calmly analyzing everything, ready to deal with any unexpected situations.

As time went on, the atmosphere inside the tomb grew increasingly tense and filled with anticipation.

Finally, Zhang Hao discovered a small mechanism hidden at the bottom of the coffin.

As he gently pressed the mechanism, the nine chains seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, slowly loosening their restraints on the coffin.

At that moment, the entire tomb seemed to tremble, and an ancient and mysterious aura swept over us.

The four held their breath, their eyes fixed on the slowly descending coffin.

When the coffin finally landed safely, they eagerly crowded around it, ready to uncover this age-old mystery.

However, just as they were about to touch the coffin lid, a sudden gust of wind echoed through the tomb, as if some unknown entity was watching them...

"Creak!"

Suddenly, the coffin in the cellar opened automatically.

As the coffin opened automatically, an even colder aura surged out from inside, as if the air itself had frozen for a moment.

Zhang Hao, Wu Tianzhen, Fatty, and Zhang Qilin involuntarily took a half step forward, bringing themselves closer to the coffin.

The four men's eyes were fixed intently on the skeleton lying quietly in the coffin.

Inside the coffin, the scene was bizarre and terrifying.

The remains were not intact, but were arranged in an extremely unnatural way—the head, body, and feet were clearly separated, each occupying a corner, as if they were victims of some kind of ritual or curse.

This scene cast a heavy shadow over everyone present, giving rise to an indescribable sense of unease.

"Shadow Corpse..."

Zhang Hao murmured to himself, the word seeming like an ancient incantation suddenly awakened from the depths of his memory, carrying an ominous premonition.