Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

This change enraged the greedy Yama riding the corpse, and countless eyes instantly turned to Ji Haobo.

If an ordinary person were faced with this bizarre scene, they would definitely be terrified.

Moreover, these eyes were no ordinary ones. Ji Haobo could feel a strong, invisible wave enveloping him, filled with a strange, corrupting influence on one's mind.

"Disgusting thing, I'll make you vanish into thin air in a minute!"

Ji Haobo ignored it for the time being, only unleashing his qi and blood to isolate the pollution, and continued to control the Xuan Coffin to begin sealing this space.

Amidst the dazzling light, a giant net spread outwards from the Xuan Coffin as its origin, while the Yin-Yang True Fire caused the viscous space to bubble and boil rapidly, quickly covering the giant net.

When the black coffin was withdrawn, the space visibly solidified and eventually returned to calm.

Although the repair of this Yin-Yang True Fire Sealing Net will certainly not be a permanent solution, at least the spatial passage has been blocked for now.

"Roar... Ah... Ooh!"

When Yama, riding the corpse, saw the spatial fluctuations disappear and the food source was completely gone, those bizarre heads instantly opened their mouths and let out violent screams.

A terrifying, foul aura surged like waves, spreading in all directions and into the sky.

If this is not stopped, once the polluted air reaches the sky, the clouds will be contaminated;

If they turn into snowflakes and fall, a catastrophe even more terrifying than a plague will surely occur.

Seeing this, Ji Haobo naturally wouldn't let it run rampant, and he roared angrily with a cold gaze.

"You're courting death, Yin-Yang Burial Realm!"

An invisible spatial fluctuation rapidly spread in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, both the King of Hell riding a corpse and the dark clouds in the sky disappeared.

Not only that, but even the nearby ice, snow, and gravel disappeared in a thick layer.

This made Wu Xie and others, who had been paying close attention, rub their eyes.

"Panzi, were there dark clouds overhead just now, and then they disappeared in the blink of an eye?"

"Hmm... I think so?"

"Damn, what do you mean 'seems like'? That's absolutely incredible! Master Bo is becoming more and more inhuman. Every time we meet, the methods he uses are beyond my wildest imagination."

Erpang jumped up excitedly, took out his notebook from his pocket, flipped through it, and solemnly muttered to himself.

"No, I need to revise that compliment; it has to be more up-to-date."

On the other side, as the Yin-Yang Burial Realm unfolds, an endless world of flames appears in the spatial interlayer outside the present world.

The most yang true fire is above, and the most yin true fire is below, twisting like a world-destroying millstone, with pressure and flames generated by the combination of yin and yang at the center;

In an instant, the incoming clouds, ice, snow, and rocks evaporated, leaving only Yama riding a corpse, emanating a foul aura, struggling and resisting.

However, when faced with the flames formed by the union of Yin and Yang, it already showed signs of the beginnings of chaotic fire.

The terrifying pressure rendered it immobile, and indescribable flames continuously eroded the foul aura emanating from its body, causing its enormous and disgusting form to melt away like a candle.

In the blink of an eye, the Yama riding a corpse, a symbol of terror in Tibetan legends, visibly melted away, leaving only a dazzling ray of light behind.

Ji Haobo reached out and summoned an unknown object into his hand. Inside the ball of light was a crystal more than half a meter in size, radiating strange energy fluctuations in a myriad of colors.

This thing is definitely from outer space. He could roughly guess what it was used for. Judging from the way Yama rode the corpse, it was probably some kind of supernatural being that could combine certain things.

However, it is certainly not as effective as the fusion cards produced by the Golden Hand, but its advantage is that there is no limit to the number of cards that can be produced.

Ji Haobo played with the crystal, pondering for a long time, but couldn't figure out what he could use it for.

Even so, seeing 1.63 million gacha points on the panel made him incredibly happy.

He easily earned 450,000 gacha points this time, making him wish he could break through the barrier between the two worlds and enter the inner world to wreak havoc.

Ji Haobo then withdrew from the Yin-Yang Burial Realm, retrieved the Xuan Coffin and Yinglong, and also took several Ming Snakes into the Cave Heaven Small World.

After glancing at the wrecked and collapsed mountainside, he turned and walked back to the camp.

Now that the passage between the two worlds is sealed, once Yama, the King of Hell, dies riding a corpse, even if a few Golden Sphere Worms manage to escape, they will also perish.

The crisis here can be considered resolved, unless the seal on the passage between the two worlds is torn apart again that day.

"Brother Bo, you're awesome! My admiration for you is like a surging river..."

"Snapped…"

When Erpang saw him return, he immediately went up to flatter him, but Ji Haobo got goosebumps and slapped him without hesitation.

"Ugh, don't use such disgusting flattery anymore. Just use the most concise, simple, vivid, and descriptive words to summarize it."

Ji Haobo glanced at Zhang Haixing beside him, then turned to Erpang and gave him some more instructions.

"By the way, never portray me as too perfect, especially not in front of women. Don't praise my imposing figure; it'll easily arouse their curiosity."

"Uh...isn't curiosity good?"

Erpang scratched his head, his mind still a little foggy, and looked at him blankly.

Ji Haobo nodded solemnly and said earnestly:

"This is terrible. Curiosity not only killed the cat, but it can also cost me an extra wife."

"puff"

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Ignoring Zhang Haixing's murderous gaze, the group went into the tent to check on Zhang Menzi. This guy was physically strong and just needed to rest for a while.

Especially after eating more than a dozen bowls of delicious stewed meat, her complexion regained its rosy glow.

Ji Haobo rested at the base for one night, and seeing that the weather was good the next day, he directly called for a transport plane.

After delivering a batch of supplies to the Hidden Sand People, he boarded the plane with everyone and left.

Those mercenaries were filtered through the Cursed Illusion and sent to the Yanshan Base for training. Zhang Haihe got off the plane halfway through the journey.

Zhang Jiu Ri followed Zhang Men Zi, while Wu Xie and the others, who were temporarily free, all went back to Kyoto to have fun.

Zhang Haixing, on the other hand, was like a leech, neither leaving with Zhang Haihe nor departing even after returning to Kyoto.

"Hey... what are you doing following me? I have seven wives, be careful you don't get beaten up when you go in!"

Ji Haobo stood at the entrance of the manor, looking at Zhang Haixing with a helpless expression.

They weren't really close, and had no connection whatsoever, unlike Yang Xueli and A Ning, with whom he had any entanglements.

Just then, a car pulled up and stopped. Ji Qiankun got out and scanned the two men with his eyes, muttering to himself.

"Why did you come here? Is something wrong?"

Ji Haobo wasn't embarrassed at all; with so many wives, his skin was incredibly thick.

"Oh! It's something, let's go inside and talk!"

The first thing to run over upon entering the manor was Xiao Hei. This guy was incredibly socially adept; it was always the first to greet Ji Haobo whenever he returned.

"You clever little devil!"

Ji Haobo smiled and stroked it a couple of times, then put the white furry thing on its back and let them play.

"Oh my! Look! Our Haobo has brought someone back again!"

When Yang Xueli saw Zhang Haixing enter, she made a sarcastic remark from afar.