Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

"Brother Bo, did you manage to deal with that big-headed corpse baby? Tell us what kind of thing it is!"

When Lao Hu and Fatty Wang saw Ji Haobo return, they curiously went up to ask him questions.

"An ugly guy, with a big head and big eyes, just like an alien in a US movie. He could totally play the role himself and wouldn't even need makeup."

Ji Haobo briefly explained the situation to them and then walked forward.

There was a crack in the heavy stone door that had been opened before, which startled Qiu Dehao.

"This...this means someone has been here?"

He couldn't help but be nervous. What if someone else had come first and gotten the longevity first, leaving him with nothing?

"There have been unlucky guys who came in before, but they were all killed by the big-headed zombie baby. Their bodies are still in that tomb chamber over there."

Ji Haobo's words relieved Qiu Dehao, who thought to himself, "Thank goodness... thank goodness, Changsheng should still be alive."

The group then entered through the crack in the door. The space inside was not small, but it was filled with nine coffins arranged in a circle.

"Wow! Could this be the King of Ten Thousand Slaves? I don't know whether to say he's pitiful or praise this family photo as a sign of his mother's happiness."

Fatty Wang looked utterly astonished, shaking his head and sighing as he circled a pile of coffins. His arrogant demeanor left Ji Haobo and Lao Hu speechless.

"Bo, this...this really is the tomb of that Wan Nu King, is the Changsheng (a legendary immortal) inside?"

Upon arriving here, Qiu Dehao was overwhelmed with excitement. His hands trembled as he held the coffin in the middle, wishing he could open it immediately.

"laugh…"

"What are you thinking about?"

Ji Haobo chuckled, shook his head, and asked in return:

"Old Hu and Fatty, have you forgotten the seven coffins in the Lu Palace?"

"Damn... what do you mean, Master Bo...?"

"Rumble"

Before Fatty Wang could finish speaking, everyone faintly heard the sound of an explosion, which startled them all.

"What's going on? Where did the explosion come from? Did someone else come in?"

When Qiu Dehao saw Lao Hu looking at him, he quickly shook his head and said:

"I do not know either!"

As they were talking, several more explosions were heard, and Ji Haobo frowned involuntarily.

"Who cares who he is? We'll find out when we get there."

As he spoke, he walked to a corner and struck out with his palm. With a "boom," a section of the tomb wall shattered, revealing a secret passage.

When the explosion was heard, he could tell from the vibrations that something was wrong in the corner.

It may sound unbelievable, but if Blind Chen can hear the wind and thunder, then Ji Haobo's current strength is only greater than his.

However, unlike Chen the Blind, who had undergone special training and could distinguish different buildings by sound, Ji Haobo did not have that method, but he could still clearly see some general differences.

After the secret passage appeared, the explosion became clearer, and there were also faint gunshots, though they sounded somewhat impure, probably from counterfeit black guns.

The group quickly moved forward in the passage, and after walking down for more than two hundred meters, the exit was a huge corridor.

It was pitch black ahead, and the flashlight couldn't illuminate anything, but they were certain that they were on a cliff.

The gunshots came from below, along with the noisy flapping of wings and various strange roars.

Old Hu and the special forces fired several flares in succession, and the dazzling light illuminated an incredible scene.

Ahead lay a massive underground canyon, with numerous iron chains stretching to the other side like a spider web, and countless human-faced birds fluttering about in the canyon.

Of course, it was somewhat terrifying, but everyone was awestruck by the two bronze doors, tens of meters high, on the opposite cliff.

Even Ji Haobo, who had seen the Bronze Divine Tree, was amazed by the sheer size of these two doors and couldn't imagine how they were made.

Besides the bronze gate, a tall altar can be faintly seen at the bottom of the canyon, with dark shadows surrounding a giant coffin.

Of course, he also saw six or seven unlucky ones, but apart from three who were still breathing, the other three or four were torn to pieces by the human-faced bird.

One of the three still alive is Wu Laosan, while the other two wear dark glasses and act quite pretentious.

One of them was an old man, who, if I'm not mistaken, should be Chen Pi Asi. The other person was dressed in a black leather jacket and wore black glasses; it goes without saying who he was.

If it weren't for the flares that everyone fired earlier, which startled and attracted the human-faced bird away, Wu Laosan and Chen Pi, besides Black Glasses, might have also been killed.

"Below are Wu Laosan, Chen Pi Asi, and his henchman Black Glasses. The three of them are being chased by the human-faced bird. All the small fry have been sacrificed, and they are in a sorry state right now!"

As Ji Haobo spoke to the crowd with a wicked grin, shouts could be faintly heard from below.

"Brother Bo... Brother Bo, please lend a hand!"

"Hey... that's Wu Laosan yelling. That guy's probably about to give up."

Fatty Wang wore a smug, gloating grin. Qiu Dehao, that old fellow, was the same; he had suffered quite a bit at Wu Laosan's hands.

"I'll go down first to deal with those human-faced birds; you can come back later."

Ji Haobo flashed, stepping through the air and creating golden lotuses before landing among the flock of human-faced birds. In his hand, the Demon Blade Flowing Fire Thousand Blades transformed into a large number of blue Dapu Ghost Insects.

Dreamlike blue light danced, appearing extremely beautiful and spectacular in the darkness, especially when the human-faced bird transformed into clusters of blue flames, falling like a meteor shower.

This scene not only stunned Wu Laosan, Chen Pi, and Hei Yanjing, who had narrowly escaped death below, but also left everyone on the corridor speechless.

After a short while, the meteor shower performance ended, and Ji Haobo descended like a god stepping on golden lotuses.

"Hey hey hey! Isn't this Master Wu from the underworld? Where's Pan Zi? Did he end up at the human-faced bird's buffet?"

"Brother Bo, please don't make fun of me. 'Third Master Wu' is just a nickname used by people in the underworld. I still prefer you to call me Old Third Wu."

Wu Laosan lay on the ground, panting heavily, wiping the dark blood from his face, shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

"Panzi went to Motuo with his nephew, and I was called here by Fourth Master to act as a mouthpiece. If it weren't for your help, Master Bo, I would have been done for today."

As he said this, Chen Pi and Hei Yanjing, who looked exhausted, quickly stepped forward to thank him.

"Thank you so much, Master Bo, for saving my life."

"No problem! It was nothing, just a small favor."

Ji Haobo waved to the two of them. Although the old man was old, he still looked very healthy.

Wu Laosan just said he was coming to play the trumpet, but he didn't believe a word of it. I guess this guy has some kind of shady deal with Chen Pi.

"Are you going to enter through the bronze gate?"

His direct question surprised Chen Pi, who then nodded in agreement.

"How are you going to get in?"

Ji Haobo took a puff of his cigar, exhaled the smoke, and looked at him curiously.

"Uh...this..."

Chen Pi turned his head and stared blankly at the bronze gate that stretched as far as the eye could see.

He had heard from some sources that there was a strange bronze door here, but he never expected it to be so big.

Then Chen Pi seemed to remember something and turned to look at the tall altar in the distance.