Tomb raiding: It all started with shocking the archaeological team.

Chen Yibai eavesdropped on the conversation of the tomb raiders from the shadows.

The "Master Wu" they were referring to was most likely Wu Daoshan, the Iron-Armed White Ape.

And it's been eight days already.

There was a 'remarkable person' in the Heavenly Path Society who was skilled in exorcising souls with incantations and tearing apart the Corpse King with his bare hands. He had been down there for eight days and hadn't come back up yet!

It seems that this Western Han Dynasty imperial tomb, located in the "Eight Deadly Sins of the Underworld," is truly extraordinary.

If Chen Yibai wanted to follow them in, he first needed to deal with these lookouts.

If we rush in head-on, they have guns, and even if we launch a surprise attack, we can't guarantee that we won't cause a big commotion and alert them.

The best approach is, of course, to lure them in and defeat them one by one.

A murderous glint flashed in Chen Yibai's eyes. He quietly took out a corpse-suppressing nail from his body, held it in his hand like a dagger, and then deliberately shook the tree branch next to him, making a rustling sound.

"what?"

The tomb raiders inside the tent were still grumbling about running out of cigarettes when they suddenly heard a commotion nearby and immediately perked up.

One of the tomb raiders put on night vision goggles and looked this way.

But nothing was observed, only the sounds of wild boars snoring could be heard.

This is ventriloquism, an essential skill for tomb raiders, which can be very useful in critical moments in the wild.

Furthermore, many tomb raiders in the early days used ventriloquism to communicate with each other.

In particular, tomb raiders who are specifically responsible for keeping watch are usually skilled in at least dozens of lifelike ventriloquism techniques.

"Wild boar?"

Hearing the calls of wild boars in the jungle, the tomb raiders had no suspicions, because wild boars did indeed roam this area frequently.

"Brother Qiang, we're running low on rations, and we don't know when Master Wu will be up. How about we go for some wild game to treat ourselves? I've been eating compressed rations for eight days straight, and even taking a dump is a struggle..."

At this moment, Big Tooth came out and made a suggestion.

"Oh, you have trouble pooping too? I thought I was the only one with constipation..."

Qiang looked again at the spot where the branches were swaying and said, "Da Ya, get the crossbow!"

"okay!"

Big Tooth immediately turned around and took two steel crossbows from the tent.

This crossbow is specifically designed for hunting. Its lethality is no less than that of bullets, and it is silent. The arrows it fires can pierce through the head of a wild boar instantly.

Qiang Ge and Da Ya, each armed with a crossbow, cautiously and stealthily made their way towards the source of the 'wild boar's' calls.

The other three split up and began searching for firewood to start a fire and have a whole pig feast. They wanted to treat themselves to a good meal, preferably a big boar, since they heard that roasted pig penis is very nutritious...

Little did they know, their true prey was themselves...

As the two entered the attack range, Chen Yibai, who was hiding in the darkness, seized the opportunity and waited for the right moment to strike. His figure was as swift as a ghost. From behind, he covered Qiang Ge's mouth and nose with one hand, while the other hand tightly gripped the corpse-suppressing nail and pierced the carotid artery in his throat.

Then, he pulled it out sharply and, using the same technique, nailed the molar next to it to seal the throat.

The entire process was smooth and seamless, without any delays, and was completed in one go.

Qiang, who fell to the ground with a 'thud,' didn't even realize what had happened. He instinctively covered his throat, which was gushing blood, with both hands before realizing with fear that he had been ambushed.

But by then it was too late to react. His throat was pierced, and he couldn't even scream. Blood gushed out, spraying like a showerhead onto the surrounding grass and leaves. In just a few seconds, his brain shut down due to lack of oxygen...

Big Tooth next to him was in even worse shape. His throat had been stabbed five times in quick succession, and blood gushed from his mouth and nose like a burst faucet. Chen Yibai couldn't even cover it with his hands, and his whole body was covered in hot blood. The air was filled with the smell of blood.

After confirming that Daya had completely stopped breathing, Chen Yibai finally let go, his expression extremely cold and calm.

Even though this was no longer the Republic of China era, to Chen Yibai, these two lives were still no different from two dead dogs.

"Brother Qiang... Brother Qiang..."

"Big Tooth..."

The other three people next to the tent were still busy gathering firewood, but they heard something was wrong with the commotion and immediately called out twice.

No one answered, and the air felt suffocated; the atmosphere was deathly silent.

"Brother Qiang?"

"what happened?"

After calling out several times without getting a response, the three realized something was wrong. They immediately put down the firewood, hurriedly took out their powerful flashlights, and shone them in their direction.

Several beams of powerful flashlights shone through the gaps in the dense grass onto the bodies of Da Ya and Qiang Ge, who were lying on the ground. Blood was still gushing from Qiang Ge's neck.

"Depend on!"

The three of them were so frightened by what they saw that their faces turned ashen, and they almost lost their souls.

Before they could react, Chen Yibai had already circled behind them, his figure like a ghost, and the corpse-suppressing nails sealed their throats one by one.

Wow…

Almost in the blink of an eye, bright red blood gushed out from the hole pierced through his neck, like a fountain, staining the ground with blood.

Pentakill!

Looking at the several tomb raiders lying on the ground convulsing, and the fear on their faces, Chen Yibai was very satisfied.

rustling...

At the same time, Chen Yibai heard a rustling sound coming from the bushes.

Following the sound, we went over and saw it was a walkie-talkie on Brother Qiang's waist.

Amidst the crackling of static, a voice came through the walkie-talkie: "Qiang, Qiang... what's the situation up there?"

What happened up there? They got wiped out!

Chen Yibai did not respond, but lit a cigarette and continued to listen to the sounds coming from the walkie-talkie.

"Qiang...Qiang...what the hell are you guys doing up there?"

"Swish..."

"Qiang, respond! Respond!"

It was clear that the tone of voice on the walkie-talkie was gradually becoming angry and impatient.

"Mr. Wu, something might have happened up there..."

"Shh..."

Immediately afterwards, a 'shh' sound came from the walkie-talkie, sounding like an old man.

Then, the walkie-talkie call was cut off.

Chen Yibai frowned.

Looks like this old guy is pretty clever!

Now that the other party already knows that something happened above the tunnel, we need to be extra careful when we go down!

He stubbed out his cigarette and stomped on the ground twice.

Chen Yibai got up and walked straight to the hole next to the tent.

The tunnel was dug very large, with a circular opening nearly one and a half meters in diameter, resembling a trumpet—smaller at the top and larger at the bottom—a very typical trumpet-shaped tunnel.

Looking further inside, the tunnel sloped downwards and went very deep, with a temporary foothold protruding outwards in the middle.

Just to be on the safe side, Chen Yibai tied a rope around his waist, with the other end secured to a tree trunk, and slowly lowered himself into the tunnel while holding onto the rope...