Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

When Ji Haoran and the others saw that he left without coming over, they felt both relieved and somewhat disappointed.

However, they still had a mess to clean up, so they didn't have time to be sentimental.

On the other side, Ji Haobo hadn't actually gone very far. But after so many things had happened, it was already late at night and almost dawn, so he simply entered the small world.

Of course, it wasn't to sleep, but to go in and keep my wife company, and to teach a lesson to those people who were still wandering around aimlessly.

Meanwhile, outside, some were happy while others were sad. Ji Qiankun and Ji Haoran had successfully completed their missions on both sides.

Although there were some minor issues along the way, overall the problems were not significant.

In addition, the water in the two lakes was greatly reduced, which also helped to stabilize the Yangtze River.

But the Yellow River encountered a major problem, a potentially fatal one.

In a vast expanse of yellow water, turbid waves rise and fall, churning endlessly.

This is the widest section of the Yellow River, next to the birthplace of the Heluo civilization and the site of Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu's imperial tomb.

Since nightfall, this stretch of river, which stretches for several kilometers, has become anything but peaceful.

A strange, intermittent melody drifted from somewhere, sounding like it was being struck on something.

As time passed, the river surface, which was originally shrouded in mist, gradually became filled with a chilling aura.

Moreover, some things began to appear in the murky river water. If someone looked closely, they would find that these were floating corpses, or even upright corpse demons.

These things rose and fell with the turbid waves, and there were many of them, like wooden stakes.

Thankfully it was late at night and there was a light drizzle, otherwise it could have been terrifying.

By the middle of the night, these things had become so numerous they were almost clustered together, and suddenly there were new changes on the shore.

A sudden gust of cold wind, accompanied by a light drizzle, swept by, and two squads of ghostly cavalry emerged from the imperial tomb, each squad followed by thousands of ghostly infantrymen.

These ghostly soldiers, exuding a chilling and iron-blooded aura, moved silently and uniformly across the Yellow River, patrolling both banks nearby.

Wherever they passed, it was as if frost had passed through, and the flowers, grass and trees immediately withered.

Even the corpses in the water lined up in two rows, leaving a wide space in the middle.

When the faint music stopped at some point, the ghostly soldiers returned and lined up motionless in the middle of the corpse demon.

As time passed, a hazy purple light suddenly appeared in the water, which even the murky river water could not conceal.

Just then, many of the corpse demons suddenly moved and sank to the bottom of the water and disappeared;

But they soon reappeared, though they were stacked on top of each other, forming a nine-tiered altar of corpses like a pyramid.

At the very top was a crystal coffin, with dragon energy swirling around it and a hazy purple light emanating from within.

Although both the dragon energy and the purple light were majestic and righteous, strangely they did not collide with the corpse-evil yin energy.

Instead, under the domineering aura of majesty and arrogance, it not only blended seamlessly with the Yellow River, but also generated a surge of energy that shot straight into the sky from the Corpse Demon Altar.

"Rumble..."

The sky suddenly changed color, and the thunderous roar accompanied by flashes of lightning reverberated in all directions.

However, since it was nighttime, almost no one saw the unusual phenomenon in the sky, otherwise it would have caused panic.

But beyond the main group, there were still some people standing at a distance watching; they were the old guys from Bureau 94.

"Little Ji! We might be in big trouble this time."

An old man with white hair and beard gazed solemnly at the water ahead.

The man was described as an old man, but his complexion was ruddy, and his skin was smooth and wrinkle-free, making it impossible to tell his exact age.

"Hehe... With Senior Zhang here, I believe all troubles should be minor issues."

The person referred to as Xiao Ji was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties or forties.

He is Ji Xuanyu, the eldest son of the Ji family, who is actually over sixty years old.

Although what I just said seemed polite and flattering, it still sounded emotional.

Moreover, as soon as he finished speaking, a similar person next to him echoed his words.

"That's right! That's right! With a veteran like you, Master Zhang, around, any trouble or inconvenience is just a matter of turning the palm of your hand."

After speaking, she exchanged a glance with Ji Xuanyu, a slight smile appearing on their lips.

"Hey! You two brats from the Ji and Yi families, stop trying to pull the strings with me!"

After glaring at the two men with annoyance, Zhang Sanye stared at Ji Xuanyu and said unhappily:

"Speaking of which, even my disciples and grand-disciples were tricked by your kid!"

Now that we're all on the same side, if you have any complaints, go and vent them on those guys!

With that kid around anyway, no one dares to cause trouble. Why are they making sarcastic remarks at this old man?

No sooner had he finished speaking than someone next to him, their eyelids twitching wildly, quickly interjected:

"Uh! Senior, isn't it a bit inappropriate to encourage infighting among your own people like this?"

Master Zhang sneered and said with sarcasm and disdain:

"Hmph... What's not good? I think it's great. If you're so capable, let Old Turkey Wang go and beat him up!"

"That's right! Wang Dadong, why don't you let your ancestor jump out and confront them head-on?"

Some people nearby, enjoying the spectacle, joined in the commotion, laughing and shouting.

Although the dozen or so people here all come from Bureau 94, the forces they represent are quite complex.

There are the Ji family, the Yi family, the Wang family, the Zhang family, and other different families of varying sizes.

You read that right, it's the Wang family and the Zhang family. They restrain themselves from major disputes, but minor disputes never cease.

Of course, even minor disputes can result in death. For example, the Wang family and the Zhang family have been fighting for a long time, but this is because the real leaders of both families let it go.

It's not that they wanted it to be this way, but some things were destined from the beginning, and cannot be stopped or prevented.

The situation is somewhat complicated, but it is related to some information from prophecy and divination.

Just like the old man Zhang San next to me, he is the legendary Zhang Sanlianzi, the one who created the sixteen-character Yin-Yang Feng Shui.

And the "Old Turkey Wang" he just mentioned refers to Wang Zanghai.

They all saw, or rather calculated, some fragments of information about the future through their own means.

That's why he did what he thought was in accordance with destiny, but since Ji Haobo's rapid rise to power, many things have changed.

This caused the long-simmering contradictions to slowly surface, with the various factions within Bureau 94 quietly taking sides for their own interests.

"Uh... Senior, you're too kind. My Wang family and Mr. Ji have no grudges; on the contrary, we have some mutual ties!"

Wang Dadong waved his hand awkwardly. What a joke! Who would dare to mess with that big shot now?

Our ancestors would love to minimize their presence, hoping that people wouldn't even know they were still alive!

This is all thanks to joining Bureau 94, which required signing a strange confidentiality agreement; otherwise, our ancestors probably wouldn't be able to sleep at night.

Thinking of this, he immediately changed the subject:

"Hey... everyone look! There's something going on at the Corpse Fiend Altar. It's started moving. I wonder what it's going to do?"