Tomb raiding: Intercepting Yin Xinyue and building a family of immortals

The cold wind howled.

Although the valley is at a low altitude, the canyon wind blows through it.

"Just keep on your way."

Su Chen said, "Don't linger here."

Fighting these beasts in the darkness is not a wise move.

Su Chen didn't care. His physique was more than ten times that of an ordinary person, and with the Black Gold Ancient Blade in hand, even the White Wolf King was no match for Su Chen.

But with so many demon wolves, others might get hurt.

Under the cover of night, the group continued their journey forward, carrying torches.

It wasn't until dawn, when the first light of day appeared in the east, that Su Chen and the others finally arrived at the place surrounded by four snow-capped mountains.

This place is covered in ice and snow all year round, with no greenery whatsoever.

In addition, the high altitude slowed everyone's pace.

"Take a half-hour break!"

The wild animals don't appear during the day, so we're safe for now.

Su Chen sat down on the ground, and everyone started a fire to cook.

"Karamir means 'Sea of ​​Disasters' in Tibetan, and this is the central area of ​​the Sea of ​​Disasters," Tsering said. "Legend has it that this place is teeming with demons and is extremely dangerous."

"Moreover, at this time of year, the ice and snow begin to melt, which may cause ice leaks, so everyone must be careful, especially when stepping on the ground."

"If you're not careful, you'll fall under the ice, and then even a god couldn't save you."

Just as Hunter Ciren finished speaking, Han Li, who was in the distance, became uneasy.

She seemed to feel the ice beneath her feet cracking, making a faint breaking sound.

"what!"

A tremendous scream rang out instantly.

A large hole appeared beneath Han Li's feet, and she fell in.

Han Li is Lao Ma's concubine.

After her accident, Old Ma, the corpse carrier, panicked and rushed to the edge of the hole, lying on the ground and sticking his head out to look down.

Nothing could be seen in the pitch-black passage.

They couldn't even see where Han Li had landed.

"Mr. Su, Mr. Partridge Whistle, you two are experts in this field. Please go down and rescue her. No matter what, we must find her alive or dead," Old Ma pleaded.

"Let's go down and take a look together."

Su Chen ordered his men to find a place to secure the ropes, and then he slid down the ropes to the bottom of the glacier.

Partridge Whistle, Black-backed Old Six, Red Girl, and Old Ma's men also came down.

This place is actually a separate space, with ancient corpses frozen in the surrounding ice walls.

Beneath their feet, large blocks of ice had frozen many people.

These ancient corpses formed a strange circle.

Let's set up camp here!

Su Chen instructed, "These ice corpses are a bit strange; let's take a closer look."

It took a lot of effort to get down from the glacier, and everyone was exhausted.

After letting everyone rest below, Su Chen carefully examined the frozen corpse.

After ginger juice was poured onto the ice, it quickly melted, revealing the mummified corpse.

"This is the golden mummified body of the snow mountain."

Old Ma recognized the mummified body. "This is a body that has been treated using a special method. First, the body is placed in a special position, and then the body is completely covered with salt."

"After the salt has been absorbed by the body, spices and medicines are applied to it. After these spices and medicines have solidified, a layer of molten gold lacquer is applied to the body."

This is how the golden body of the snow mountain was formed.

"This must be one of the six sect leaders of the Samsara Sect!"

The bard Zhaba, who had remained silent until now, said, "In Tibet, salt has always been a valuable commodity, as has gold."

The fact that they can use so much salt and gold clearly indicates that they are people of extraordinary status.

"With so much salt, he would have turned into a piece of cured meat long ago."

Su Yitian suddenly blurted out a sentence.

Everyone chuckled, agreeing that calling him "old cured meat" was indeed accurate.

In many places, cured meat is first salted and then smoked with cypress leaves, which makes it less prone to spoilage.

"I wonder if this sect leader has any treasures on him!"

Old Ma's subordinates were somewhat curious.

As a sect leader, it would be quite pathetic if he didn't have anything decent to be buried with him.

"Old Ma, is this what you mean?"

Su Chen looked over.

“Mr. Su, I also think that if there are any valuable items, we can take some.”

Old Ma said, "To be honest, I came to Kunlun Mountain this time to give the younger generation some experience."

"Then please do as you please, we'll head out now."

Su Chen grabbed the rope and climbed up the ice.

After Su Chen and the others left, Han Li and her subordinates looked at Lao Ma.

"Boss, should we do it or not?"

"Do it!"

After hesitating for a moment, Old Ma still decided to take the treasure.

Han Li and a subordinate planned to move the body to the side.

Just as they touched the corpse, the mechanism beneath it was activated.

The next second, a burst of blue flames erupted.

Han Li was caught off guard and was instantly engulfed by flames.

A massive flame shot into the sky, reaching above the ice layer.

As soon as Su Chen and the others returned to their camp on the glacier, they saw this bewitching blue flame.

"This is boundless karmic fire!"

The bard Zaba said, "In ancient poems, this kind of fire can turn a person's soul to ashes."

The temperature of the flame is extremely high.

Su Chen and the others did not dare to approach.

After the flames subsided, about several tens of minutes later, Old Ma and his group finally came up, covered in soot.

Han Li had been burned to a crisp.

Old Ma slumped to the ground, somewhat regretting his earlier actions.

If he had listened to Su Chen earlier, his concubine wouldn't have lost her life.

He carefully placed Han Li's body on the glacier and covered her with a cloth.

It was clear that tears were welling up on Old Ma's face.

"Everyone, let's rest here for today and move out when it's light tomorrow," Su Chen instructed. "Ci Ren, take some men and set up some traps around here. I suspect those wild beasts will come back tonight."

"At the same time, the number of people on duty tonight has been increased from two to four, each guarding one of the four directions."

"Everyone, don't sleep too soundly tonight. Get up and provide support immediately if you hear any noise."

"By the way, load a few extra magazines before you go to sleep, just in case."

Su Chen made thorough preparations for this trip to Kunlun Shrine.

Everyone was equipped with submachine guns, specifically the Bergman MP181 submachine gun, a modified version of the MP18, which was produced by foreigners six or seven years ago.

The updated MP18I submachine gun features a spiral drum magazine with 32 rounds per magazine.

The gun weighs 5.33 kg with a drum magazine, has a rate of fire of 400 rounds per minute, and a maximum effective range of 200-300 meters.

Fully automatic firing is Su Chen's best equipment at present. If these submachine guns are positioned in a dangerous place, they can hold off thousands of enemies.