Tomb raiding: following the plot while tearing up the script

The opposing army of substitutes had already joined the battle, and they couldn't be left behind. Xie Yuchen, Wu Xie, and Fatty Wang grabbed the vines that Su Li had contributed and headed downwards.

With a 'Duang', Black Bear placed a fully loaded, enlarged quiver in front of him. Today, Black Bear is in the archer's position...

Su Li stared intently at the statue of the Queen Mother of the West on the high platform, her hands moving non-stop as she mixed the Yin energy she had just borrowed from Miss Bao Yun with spiritual power and wove it into the shape of a net.

It's actually quite difficult to stage a massive battle involving tens of thousands of people in a space that isn't particularly spacious.

After all, it's such a small space, and the ability to accommodate so many people relies entirely on the skill of arranging everything neatly.

These physical bodies are like the clothes of the Queen Mother of the West, and this space is like a wardrobe. With so many clothes piled up messily in the wardrobe, there's not much room. Only by folding and tidying them up can more clothes be put in. It can be said that the Queen Mother of the West has maxed out her storage skills.

The clothes that were neatly arranged... oops, the stand-ins started running around wildly, baring their teeth and claws as they attacked Zhang Qiling who was passing by.

Zhang Qiling, who had been handling the situation with ease, was starting to struggle against these sneak attacks, and the accessories he carried had to come in handy from time to time.

Lifting his long leg again, Zhang Qiling kicked a short, stout version of the Queen Mother of the West who suddenly sprang out from the silk cocoon on the side into the green pool beside him. He nodded to Wu Xie and the other two who had just come down and continued to run with Qingniao.

Wu Xie just watched helplessly as the bluebird, with Chen Wenjin's face on its back, passed by him without even glancing at them.

? ? ? ?

Are we really that invisible?

There are still some...

Xie Yuchen gently pulled Wu Xie's wrist to dodge the lunging girl Xi Wangmu, and then slapped Wu Xie on the back of the head.

"Don't just stand there, get started."

As he spoke, he brandished his dragon-patterned staff and charged into the crowd.

Fatty Wang wielded his Vajra Umbrella with great skill, capable of both offense and defense, targeting slender, agile individuals like dumplings being dropped into the green water.

Every body that falls into the green water will quickly lose its luster, and snow-white mycelial-like objects will grow rapidly, quickly forming a silk cocoon.

So that's how the silk cocoons on these fleshy bodies come about!

While dodging, Wu Xie observed the situation as he fell into the green water.

Losing its vitality, stiff and motionless, waiting for the cocoon to form—what a silent buff, safe, effective, and pollution-free.

"Little Flower, put them in the water."

Xie Yuchen glanced to the side upon hearing this and nodded...

The dragon-patterned staff in his hand passed through a row of stand-ins and was handed to Wu Xie. Wu Xie grabbed the staff, and the two of them exerted their strength at the same time, putting the row of stand-ins into an idle, AFK mode.

The battle below is raging fiercely, while the scene above is one of tranquility and peace.

With a lollipop in her mouth, Su Li kept her eyes on the platform while also observing the situation below.

Hei Xiazi had already drawn his longbow to its full extent, but had not yet made his next move.

As Zhang Qiling dodged the bluebird's sharp claws that brushed past his ear, a sudden tightening sensation gripped his ankle; the feeling of his consciousness being stripped away was all too familiar...

Seeing the momentary daze and confusion on Zhang Qiling's face, a red light flashed in Hei Xiazi's eyes.

coming!

"Whoosh..." An arrow, accompanied by a pure white halo, pinned the hand that had just grabbed Zhang Qiling to the ground.

The arrows, imbued with Zhang Qiling's power beforehand, firmly restrained this distinctly different body, preventing it from breaking free.

Zhang Qiling turned around and kicked the bluebird that had been chasing him for half a day away. He then grabbed the stand-in who had just been shot by an arrow and quickly ran towards Su Li and the others.

In an instant, all the stand-ins seemed to go mad, ceasing their attacks on Wu Xie and the others, and simultaneously reaching out to try and stop Zhang Qiling's actions.

The chaotic battle paused, and the scene of a zombie siege unfolded before their eyes. A faint light, seemingly meant to purify the eerie atmosphere, burst forth from Zhang Qiling's body. When he regained his senses, Zhang Qiling was already standing beside Su Li.

Zhang Qiling gripped the neck of the body tightly with his right hand, gradually increasing the pressure.

The Queen Mother of the West's stand-in, who should have shown no emotional reaction, gradually showed signs of pain on her dignified and noble face. Her pale face turned red, as if Zhang Qiling was not controlling a physical body, but a living person.

However, Zhang Qiling showed no pity for his pained expression. Instead, he was choked by an increasingly tight grip on his neck until he could no longer move.

"what!!!"

A hoarse roar came from the fleshy body, accompanied by a wisp of grayish-green smoke that drifted out of its mouth and towards the high platform.

The body, having lost its soul, withered instantly upon losing that puff of smoke.

The smoke appeared gentle, but it moved very quickly. Just as it was about to approach the platform, a fine net, dark in color with a hint of green light, covered it completely.

"You old hag, if you don't behave, I'm going to crush it!"

A clear, youthful voice echoed in the cave. Su Li held the wisp of smoke in her hand, her eyes fixed on the jade statue on the high platform.

The jade statue seemed to be enraged by this unexpected change, its body flashing with a faint light like an LED screen.

Unfortunately, half of his essence was in the other party's hands, so no matter how angry he was, he could only feel impotent rage. He could only blame himself for not being able to control his greed and acting rashly.

When those three unplanned figures appeared, he should have known that something was wrong with this sacrifice, but he still couldn't resist the temptation of the person with the destiny passing by him time and time again.

Who would have thought that with just a simple reach, despite being no different from those stand-ins, he was instantly caught red-handed and knocked down in a single move, without even having a chance to use his abilities.

Faced with the threat of suffocation, although cultivating such a perfectly compatible body was extremely difficult, she had no choice but to give it up. She figured that once she was separated from the body, these people wouldn't be able to harm her, but unexpectedly…

That seemingly weak and frail young boy was able to capture even a consciousness. How could she, the dignified Queen Mother of the West, have ever been caught in a fishing net?

Holding her in his hand like this, Xi Wangmu truly felt the pressure of being crushed at any moment, and she cowered in fear.

What kind of tough guy is someone who is dedicated to immortality and even willing to use his own people for all sorts of inhumane human experiments?

No amount of political acumen could overcome the fact that she was a coward who clung to life, especially since those present didn't give her a chance to use her political skills...

A bunch of brutes who only know how to fight and kill...

This is the Queen Mother of the West's assessment of the group of terrorists who suddenly broke into her 'celestial palace' and brutally beat up her 'celestial beings'.

Xie Yuchen touched his nose; it was his first time being a reckless man, and he was still a little unaccustomed to it.