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

The ancient incantation techniques have long been lost.

It is called 'forbidden art' because it is too evil.

This is also the main reason why it was lost and banned.

The term "yin spirit" can be roughly understood as a spiritual entity that remains in the mortal world after a person dies.

Those who die unjustly, or who still harbor attachments to the human world, will remain restless spirits, unable to enter the cycle of reincarnation.

In fact, spirits possess energy. The deeper the resentment, the greater the spirit's energy. When the resentment reaches a certain level, it becomes a vengeful ghost, capable of interfering with a person's mind or even possessing the body of someone with weak yang energy.

This energy has no upper limit, but no matter how powerful or fierce the ghost is, it cannot directly break through the body of a person with strong yang energy.

This is called the conservation of yin and yang.

Among the ancient forbidden arts of incantation, there is an evil forbidden technique called 'Yin Po', which involves casting a spell to self-destruct one's yin spirit, producing an extremely powerful explosive effect with a very large damage range, capable of instantly annihilating a person's three souls.

Although losing three souls is not fatal, it will leave one mentally impaired for the rest of their life.

At this moment, the black-robed priest cast a spell and formed hand seals, performing the 'Yin Po Ji'!

After the self-destruction, the vengeful spirit was completely scattered and vanished into nothingness.

"The black-robed priest is trying to self-destruct his ghost and perish together with himself!"

"Dou Lei Lao Mu Ge Hai!"

Chen Yibai gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly.

It seems they really are willing to use any means necessary to put themselves in a deadly situation!

No wonder the black-robed priest had the bronze-armored ghost guard the altar; he was afraid that I would rush up and interrupt his casting of the 'Yin Po' spell!

The incantations of Yin Poji echoed like the wails of ghosts and wolves in the main hall, growing louder and louder.

The black-robed priest formed hand seals and moved them faster and faster in the air.

Yin Po Ji's spell won't last long, so it's definitely too late to run now.

No one can withstand Yin Po.

It seems like this has really become a hopeless situation!

"You bastard! What did King Kang give you to make you so loyal? Wouldn't it be better to die and be reincarnated? Why do you have to stay here for thousands of years, waiting to die with me!"

This feeling of having hope first, then despairing, is fucking disgusting!

Even if we were to die here today, exchanging blows for the black-robed priest and perishing together, it wouldn't be too shameful.

Even so, we certainly can't just sit here and wait to die.

"You bastard, just go ahead and explode!"

Chen Yibai gripped the bronze sword tightly, cursing under his breath, and charged straight toward the execution platform.

Because the black-robed priest changed the soul-driving spell to the Yin-breaking spell, the bronze-armored ghosts that surrounded the altar like an iron barrel remained motionless, like statues.

Chen Yibai wanted to see if he had enough time to get past the bronze-armored ghosts and interrupt the black-robed priest's incantation.

However, the incantation time of Yin Po Ji is very short.

Chen Yibai had just rushed to the bronze-armored ghost, and hadn't even had time to roll over onto its body.

The wailing and howling of the incantation abruptly ended with a shout of "Hey!"

The black-robed priest formed a hand seal in mid-air, which then came together in prayer.

In an instant, a beam of scarlet blood light shone brightly, like blood splattering from an explosion, suddenly illuminating the entire hall.

The crimson light seemed to contain real matter, which made Chen Yibai dizzy, deafened, and his brain throbbed with pain. His dazed mind felt as if it were being forcibly ripped out of his brain.

Humans have three souls and seven spirits. If one loses the three souls, one is like a walking corpse.

The energy released by the Yin-Breaking Explosion can instantly annihilate the three souls. This has nothing to do with fate or yang energy; no one can withstand it...

"Professor Wang, what happened inside?"

"how could I know?"

The archaeological team standing at the entrance of the main hall were all startled when they saw the original hall suddenly illuminated with a scarlet blood light.

After a flash of crimson light, a pungent, putrid stench filled the hall.

This is the smell of a charred corpse. The archaeological team is certain of it because they have smelled this smell before and are familiar with it.

"Could it be... that Lieutenant Chen managed to get rid of the 'thing' inside?"

Although the stench is pungent and unpleasant, even making one's stomach churn and want to vomit, it is actually a very good omen.

The main hall was deathly silent, the atmosphere eerie and heavy, and no one dared to be sure.

Furthermore, Chen Yibai had given prior instructions that no one was to enter without his orders, so no one dared to go in easily.

"Mr. Chen?"

"Captain Chen..."

Finally, Yan Wanlei and Wang Haichuan couldn't hold back any longer and shouted into the main hall.

After waiting for a few seconds, no one responded.

"Captain Chen..."

Yan Wanlei called out several more times, but the hall remained deathly silent, with no response from Chen Yibai.

This heavy, deathly atmosphere instilled a strange unease and an extremely ominous premonition in everyone's hearts.

If Captain Chen were still alive, how could he have called out several times without anyone responding?

Could it be that Captain Chen... compromised his principles?

Yan Wanlei and Wang Haichuan exchanged glances instinctively, cold sweat pouring down their foreheads, their unease reaching its peak.

"Captain Yan, why don't you... take some men in... and take a look?"

Wang Haichuan's voice trembled slightly as he spoke, his voice betraying his inner unease.

If Captain Chen really does perish, then the entire team will most likely be wiped out as well.

"Maybe...we should wait a little longer..."

Yan Wanlei swallowed hard. Although he felt the same unease, Chen Yibai had given him special instructions beforehand.

At the same time, inside the hall.

The air was filled with the pungent, putrid smell of charred corpses.

The deathly silence after the fierce battle made the air so heavy it was almost suffocating.

Chen Yibai lay flat on the ground, his head tilted back to face the dome of the main hall. The expression on his face was frozen in fear from a few seconds earlier. His eyes were wide open, but the pupils were dilated and his gaze was unfocused...

Like a fool whose soul has been stolen.

However, a few seconds later, Chen Yibai's pupils slowly contracted back to normal, the terrified expression on his face faded, and his unfocused gaze gradually returned to normal, turning into surprise.

Suddenly, Chen Yibai sat up in shock, staring at his hands in astonishment: "I... I'm not dead?"

To confirm, Chen Yibai rubbed his face and took a deep breath of the stench permeating the air.

The brain's neural connections to the senses are all normal, and the body has basically no damage.

Chen Yibai was excited but also surprised by his miraculous survival.

The explosion of Yin Po is absolutely devastating to the three souls; in theory, no one should be able to withstand it.

And at the moment of Yin Po, Chen Yibai clearly felt that his spirit was violently impacted, as if it was being torn apart and ripped out of his body.

then……

Chen Yibai tried hard to recall what had just happened.

Then, it was as if a strange power within my body blocked the explosive impact of Yin Po at the crucial moment...

As for this mysterious power...

Chen Yibai suddenly seemed to remember something and quickly and subconsciously touched his pocket.

Yinshi Dan!