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

Although the teleportation array was destroyed, it was not difficult for cultivators to leave the ancient tomb, and they quickly found another exit.

After leaving the ancient tomb, Zheng Zhuang looked at Kuang Fu and Huo Lingzi, who were leaving together, with a complicated expression.

What a bad fate!

If I didn't have other things to do, I really wanted to sneak up and see what happened next.

"Senior, my junior sister and I will take our leave now. If you have time in the future, you are welcome to visit the Divine Sword Sect." Zi Ying said, clasping his hands in greeting.

Zheng Zhuang nodded: "Definitely, definitely. I will visit Ling'er when I have time. Also, the swordsmanship of the Divine Sword Sect is first-rate, and I would like to go and learn from them."

"Then my senior brother and I will wait for your arrival inside the sect," Qinghe said playfully.

After Ziying and Qinghe left hand in hand, Qingmu and Lingdang Zhenren also took their leave, leaving only Wu Qiling and Mo Gang.

The two looked at the ancient tomb with deep emotion. Although they had managed to come out alive, this trip had not only yielded nothing, but all the people they brought with them had also perished inside, a truly devastating loss.

"What are your plans?" Zheng Zhuang asked.

Wu Qiling bowed and replied:

"Thanks to the protection of the immortals, Brother Mo and I are able to stand here at this moment. The Wu family has accumulated some wealth over the years. When I go back this time, I will retire from the criminal life and plan to do some legitimate business in the future."

Mo Gang quickly replied:

"Tomb raiding is indeed not a long-term solution. No one knows when they will die down there. Cangyue and Xuri are about to have a great battle. I plan to join the army. If I can make military achievements, it will be good for my son's future."

Zheng Zhuang was not surprised. If he were just an ordinary person, he would definitely be traumatized after experiencing something like this.

"By the way, do you still have that iron plaque from the Tingyu Tower auction?" Zheng Zhuang suddenly asked Mo Gang.

Mo Gang quickly took out an iron plaque from his pocket and respectfully handed it to Zheng Zhuang, saying:

"This thing is of no use now, so please accept it, Immortal."

Zheng Zhuang accepted it with a smile, examined it carefully for a while, and then asked Wu Qiling:

"You handed this item over to Tingyulou for auction, but where did you obtain it from?"

Wu Qiling glanced at Mo Gang somewhat embarrassedly and said:

"To be honest, I obtained this iron plaque by chance from the black market. It was only after I got this iron plaque that I made up my mind to come to this ancient tomb."

Mo Gang snorted in annoyance, because he had spent a lot of money to bid for this iron plaque, but he never expected that Wu Qiling had just bought it casually on the black market.

Zheng Zhuang nodded thoughtfully. There should be more than just these two iron plaques. In other words, Black Fox had unknowingly lured many people to rob tombs through this method.

The iron plaque is also cleverly designed; whether one is a cultivator or a mortal, obtaining the plaque will pique one's interest in the ancient tomb.

As for the so-called divine light, it is very likely an unusual phenomenon produced when the array is activated for a sacrifice.

The whole process was interconnected, and later people were attracted by the strange phenomena, convinced that there were treasures inside, and then entered the tomb one after another.

In other words, they didn't know which group of people had entered the ancient tomb.

Most of those that entered the ancient tomb before turned into "nourishment," which allowed the "Lion Tiger King" to reach that level of strength.

His heart is so cruel!

Thinking of this, Zheng Zhuang felt a pang of regret for not being able to kill the black fox with a single sword strike.

After figuring out what had happened, Zheng Zhuang sent Wu Qiling and Mo Gang away, because he planned to explore the ancient tomb again.

The ancient tomb was much larger than they had imagined. They had only entered one of the burial chambers before, and then they continued to descend.

Zheng Zhuang arrived at the entrance to the underground palace again, but this time he did not use the iron plate; instead, he passed directly through the wall.

The tomb I visited before remained unchanged, quiet and still, as if nothing had ever happened.

In this light, the iron plaque was indeed a key, but not a key to pass through; rather, it was a trigger that led them onto the path of sacrifice.

It was only then that Zheng Zhuang realized that there were other passages hidden behind the tomb chamber where the zombie lion was. Perhaps the black fox deliberately concealed them, and everyone's attention was drawn to the zombie lion, so no one noticed them.

Zheng Zhuang casually chose a passage and walked in. He controlled his body to float lightly, based on experience, this would allow him to avoid most traps and mechanisms.

With his cultivation level, he was naturally not afraid of these traps and mechanisms; he just found them troublesome.

He walked along, stopping frequently. Some of the traps were similar to those in the tomb raiding dramas he had watched in his previous life, nothing more than hidden arrows and poisonous insects.

He had experienced these things a few years ago, and a simple little spell could solve them, so he wasn't particularly interested.

It's like a max-level character trying to clear a dungeon for a low-level character – there's absolutely no sense of accomplishment.

After passing through dozens of checkpoints, large and small, a tomb chamber with a slightly different style appeared before Zhengzhuang.

The tomb chamber was very large, with a large bronze coffin placed in the center. Beside the coffin was a magnificent bronze warhorse, and around it were several weapon racks filled with knives, spears, swords, and halberds, indicating that the tomb owner must have been a military general in life.

Seeing this scene, Zheng Zhuang suddenly became interested. He imitated the plot of a TV series from his previous life and gently pushed open the coffin lid.

Inside the bronze coffin lay a middle-aged man in armor with a heroic appearance. He had clearly been dead for a long time, but his body had not decayed, as if he were simply asleep.

If the body wasn't preserved using special methods, then there's only one explanation: it underwent a transformation, turning into a zombie.

However, Zheng Zhuang was not surprised at all, because this world not only had cultivators like him, but also demons and monsters, so the existence of zombies was not a big deal.

There were many gold, silver and jade artifacts displayed beside the middle-aged man, all of which appeared to be in good condition. In particular, there was an antique-style sword on his right.

Zheng Zhuang gently picked up the sword and drew it out in one swift motion. The sword was made of some unknown material, and its blade exuded a chilling aura. Among ordinary weapons, it could be considered a divine weapon.

He nodded in satisfaction. The person who forged this sword must have been a master swordsmith; this sword certainly had collectible value.

He suddenly remembered something and put the sword back into the bronze coffin.

He silently took two steps back, flipped his hand to take out a candle, and then walked to the southeast corner of the tomb and gently lit it.

We still need to have a sense of ritual!

After completing this step, Zheng Zhuang rubbed his hands together, walked to the bronze coffin again, and solemnly took out his sword.

But at that moment, it was as if an invisible wind swept through the tomb, and the candle he had lit went out silently!

Zheng Zhuang turned around and found that the middle-aged man inside the bronze coffin had actually stood up and was staring at him with his bright green eyes.

Zheng Zhuang immediately became unhappy and glared back at him irritably:

"You're still not happy?"