This immortal was clearly ordinary, yet he was unusually confident.

Zheng Zhuang did not follow the other cultivators into the stone coffin on the left because there was something that interested him under the stone coffin on the right.

It was a faint power of faith. Although it was very weak, Zheng Zhuang had a peculiar sensitivity to the power of faith, so he sensed the abnormality as soon as the secret passage opened.

Zheng Zhuang speculated that this strange sensation might be because he also possessed the power of faith, which allowed him to sense a similar power.

As expected, as soon as they passed through the secret passage, the entrance was sealed off as before.

This tomb chamber is a bit smaller, and in the very center there are still two stone coffins.

Zheng Zhuang couldn't help but complain in his heart, "This ridiculous design is so boring. Can't they come up with something fresh and interesting?"

Wu Qiling shook his head as well, and walked smoothly between the two stone coffins.

However, this time something unexpected happened. Although the stone coffins were successfully opened, a pale green mist suddenly drifted out from one of them.

The fog quickly spread throughout the tomb, leaving everyone with no way to avoid it, and they were soon enveloped in the fog.

"what……"

Suddenly a scream rang out, and the man's face instantly grew black hair, and his fingernails grew rapidly at a visible speed. Then, he instinctively pounced on his companions around him.

Zheng Zhuang was about to kill the person who had turned into a monster when he discovered that the people around him were also starting to mutate. Seeing that it was too late to stop them, he could only protect Wu Qiling, who still looked relatively normal.

Although Wu Qiling was experienced in tomb raiding, he had never encountered such a situation before and had no idea how to deal with it. He could only watch as his companions turned into monsters one after another.

"come on in!"

Zheng Zhuang jumped into another stone coffin and shouted at Wu Qiling.

"Brother Zheng, you..."

Wu Qiling was stunned for a moment, then quickly jumped in.

“If I’m not mistaken, they were all poisoned, and the poison came from those gold and silver items, so no one who touched them escaped,” Zheng Zhuang explained.

However, he felt a slight chill in his heart. This method of turning people into monsters was exactly the same as the one Qin Ming had used, and it was obvious that it was related to the "Demon God Cult".

Looking at the monsters fighting each other in the tomb, Wu Qiling said regretfully, "It's all my fault for not listening to my ancestors' advice and insisting on coming here. I've ruined them!"

“This is not your fault. Since you chose to come here, you should have considered that you might not be able to go back. What follows is beyond your ability to handle. Follow my orders and I will do my best to protect your life,” Zheng Zhuang said.

When Wu Qiling saw a faint light shield appear around his body, he guessed that Zheng Zhuang was no ordinary person and was very likely a legendary immortal. Naturally, he dared not have any objections and hurriedly nodded in agreement.

"Brother Zheng... Immortal Zheng, I have a request, I wonder if it is possible..."

"You want me to save them, right? It's not that I'm unwilling to help, but I'm really not good at treating patients. Let's go!"

Zheng Zhuang refused Wu Qiling's request and turned to walk into the secret passage.

……

On the other side, Mo Gang and the others arrived at the tomb chamber and saw two stone coffins as well. However, the difference was that a lion and a tiger were perched in front of each stone coffin, and a colorful bell was quietly floating above the stone coffin.

Looking at the two snarling beasts, Mo Gang wanted to slap himself. He should have gone the other way; he would not only have gotten rid of them, but he also wouldn't have had to worry about Old Cai killing him to cover it up.

"This... this magical artifact belongs to me, and no one can take it from me!"

Old Cai was extremely excited and gave everyone a malicious glance.

"Of course, only you deserve to possess such a treasure. It would be useless to us mortals. Besides, we've already acquired quite a bit of gold and silver jewelry, so we should be content," Mo Gang quickly said with a smile.

Old Cai's expression softened considerably. Magical artifacts are something that can only be encountered by chance and are hard to come by for independent cultivators. He embarked on the path of cultivation by chance, but he has never had a suitable magical artifact.

But just as he was about to collect the bell, a figure stepped forward:

"Wait a minute!"

This was a thin, middle-aged man wearing tattered clothes, with a sleazy face, a wooden hairpin in his hair, and a lot of dust stuck to his hair, making him look slovenly.

"Do you have a problem with that?" Old Cai asked warily.

"I am known as the Bell Master. This item is destined for me, and I hope you will part with it, fellow Daoist," said the disheveled middle-aged man, pointing to the five-colored bell.

"What if I don't?" Cai Jia's eyes narrowed slightly.

Master Lingdang smiled disdainfully: "If you are unwilling, fellow Daoist, we are both cultivators, so let's see who is truly superior."

Elder Cai asked in surprise, "You're a cultivator too?"

Master Lingdang paused for a moment, then smiled knowingly, revealing his cultivation level. He glanced around and said smugly:

"Fellow Daoist, you are only at the third level of Qi Refining, so it is normal that you cannot sense it. There are several other fellow Daoists here, whose cultivation is much higher than yours. I am already at the sixth level of Qi Refining, so I should be the one with the highest cultivation here. Therefore, it is only right that this item belongs to me."

"Qi Refining... sixth level?"

Old Cai gasped. He had always thought he was the only cultivator in the group, but he hadn't expected there to be several others, including one who was at the sixth level of Qi Refining.

If the skill level were similar, he could still put up a fight with some of his abilities, but someone at the sixth level of Qi Refining was far superior to him.

As for the other cultivators, he has not been able to sense them yet, which means that their cultivation levels are indeed above his.

Old Cai felt a chill of fear as he recalled how arrogant he had been along the way, looking down on everyone.

"whee."

Qinghe couldn't help but laugh. She was at least at the peak of the Qi Refining stage, and her senior brother was a dignified Foundation Establishment stage cultivator. These two were actually showing off because of their cultivation levels.

Is this what it means to be a rogue cultivator? Ignorance is bliss.

"What are you laughing at, little girl?" Bell Master asked, her face showing displeasure.

"It's nothing, I just found it funny," Qinghe said, waving her hand.

Ziying smiled helplessly, turned to the middle-aged Taoist priest not far away and said, "I have not yet asked your name, Taoist priest. What do you think should be done?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest was dressed in a gray Taoist robe and had an ordinary face. He hadn't spoken since entering the ancient tomb, and everyone gradually forgot about his presence.

Upon hearing Ziying's question, the middle-aged Taoist priest replied indifferently, "I wouldn't dare. I am Qingmu. Since you two are outstanding disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, I suppose you would look down on such a clumsy magic weapon?"

Ziying became interested and laughed, "Daoist, have you mistaken me for someone else? My brother and I are from the Iron Sword Sect, not the Divine Sword Sect."

Aoki chuckled and said, "Why bother with such concealment? Although you have restrained your sword intent, this young lady cannot do that. With such sharp sword intent, who else in Cangzhou could it be but the Divine Sword Sect?"

Zi Ying sighed and smiled, "Master Qingmu has a good eye. However, please don't misunderstand. I am just accompanying my junior sister on her training trip and happened to be here. I did not intend to hide anything. If you are interested, I will give this item to you."

Aoki didn't stand on ceremony, cupped his hands in thanks, and said, "Thank you very much!"

Old Cai was stunned. Not only did a bunch of cultivators suddenly appear, but now even the Divine Sword Sect had come. It turned out that the clown really was himself!

At that moment, the five-colored bell suddenly vibrated slightly, and the two ferocious beasts in front of the stone coffin stood up abruptly, glaring at everyone with fierce expressions.

Not only that, as the bell rang, people began to scream and slowly transformed into monsters, plunging the scene into chaos...