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First of all, there's that eye-catching white jade coffin. Could it be related to this?

However, the specific key points remain unclear, like trying to see flowers through a fog.

The inability to get close enough to investigate only added to the anxiety.

"trouble!"

A cold glint flashed in Chen Qian's eyes.

Eight steps to catch the cicada—the cicada flashes!

Chen Qian's figure moved erratically in the blink of an eye.

"boom!"

A muffled thud.

The meteor hammer grazed Chen Qian's clothes and crashed to the ground, creating a dent the size of a basketball in the hard rock.

If someone were to be hit by this hammer, they would surely die!

What incredible strength!

This person has probably already stepped one foot into the threshold of the Heart Fire realm; his qi and blood are abundant, and his brute strength is astonishing.

"Die!"

Seeing that his attack had failed to achieve its full purpose, the burly man grinned even more menacingly.

With a sudden jerk of his thick arm, he didn't retract the meteor hammer, but instead pulled on the iron chain, using the heavy hammerhead as a meteor whip, and swept it horizontally towards Chen Qian's waist!

His moves were incredibly quick, clearly indicating he was a seasoned expert in weaponry.

"Dream on!"

Chen Qian suppressed his boiling blood and qi, and instead of retreating, he advanced, just as the iron chain swept across.

He suddenly ducked down, sliding almost flat on the ground, narrowly avoiding the blow that cleaved him in half.

He slipped inside!

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The machete in his hand moved from bottom to top, cunningly aiming for the burly man's armpit.

"when!"

However, although the burly man was not in his right mind, his fighting instincts were extremely adept.

At this critical moment, he actually released one hand and used his forearm, which was wrapped in iron chains, to forcefully block Chen Qian's machete!

Sparks flew everywhere!

The enormous recoil force made Chen Qian's hands go numb.

"Hehe! Got you!"

The burly man's eyes flashed with ferocity, and with his other hand, his large, fan-like palm, accompanied by a whistling sound, slammed down towards Chen Qian's crown!

If that slap lands squarely, the head will be turned into a rotten watermelon.

The distance was too close; there wasn't even time to draw the sword!

Chen Qian's pupils contracted sharply, leaving him no choice but to discard his knife!

He loosened the hilt of the knife, crossed his arms to protect the top of his head, and his blood and qi surged wildly within him.

Golden Bell Shield!

The skin on both arms turned dark red.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

Chen Qian felt as if he had been hit by a charging bull. His arm bones groaned from the unbearable force, and his knees buckled as he was slammed to the ground. A metallic taste rose in his throat.

The difference in strength is too great!

It would be too disadvantageous to confront this kind of madman who is only halfway to the Heart Fire level head-on.

"Die! Die! Die!"

The burly man, having gained the upper hand, kicked Chen Qian in the chest while simultaneously retracting his meteor hammer, preparing to deliver the final blow.

Using the force of that kick, Chen Qian rolled backward, creating some distance despite his disheveled appearance.

He squatted on the ground, panting heavily.

He is waiting.

Wait for the opponent's weakness.

Just as the burly man swung his meteor hammer again, preparing to smash the slippery kid into a pulp.

A cold light suddenly shone from the shadows behind him.

"Pfft!"

A long steel knife pierced the strong man's back with precision and ruthlessness, protruding through his chest!

The burly man's movement of raising the meteor hammer suddenly froze.

He looked down in disbelief at the bloodied blade protruding from his chest.

A "hoho" sound came from his throat, and the crazy red light in his eyes quickly faded.

"Boom!"

Its tower-like body collapsed with a crash.

Behind him was a member of the Zhao family's elite force, his face covered in blood.

That was Zhao Hu's second-in-command, panting heavily. He had clearly been blinded by rage in the chaotic battle and happened to see the burly man with his back wide open, so he casually slashed him with his knife.

"Mr. Chen, are you alright?"

The elite soldier wiped the blood from his face, shouted at Chen Qian, and then turned and pounced on another enemy.

Chen Qian propped himself up on his knees and picked up the machete from the ground.

"call……"

He spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

This is the real situation.

There aren't many rules for one-on-one duels; whoever reveals a weakness dies. And whoever is unlucky still dies!

Chen Qian was panting heavily, not even having time to wipe the blood from his face.

Because at that very moment, the situation in the center of the hall underwent a dramatic reversal!

"Those who block my way shall die!!!"

A roar like that of a wild beast reverberated throughout the cave.

As the battle raged on, a look of hysterical madness suddenly flashed across his face.

Ignoring the blade flashing from his opponent, he suddenly reached into his robes and pulled out a pill the size of a longan, its color as crimson as blood.

Without even looking, he stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it whole!

boom!

The next instant, his skin turned crimson red like a shrimp, and he actually shot into the sky like a tangible object, transforming into a pale red column of air!

Even more alarming, two waves of heat were faintly gathering on his shoulders!

"A secret elixir... the Dual-Lamp Realm?!"

Wang Meng, Zhao Feng, and the others who were confronting him were shocked.

Taking such a powerful secret medicine can instantly unleash potential, boost strength, and even briefly touch the threshold of a higher realm.

But the side effects are also huge; it might undo ten years of hard work!

However, Lei Zhen was clearly insane at this moment, with only an almost obsessive greed for the white jade coffin in his eyes.

And his speed and strength increased several times over!

Ignoring the surrounding flashing swords, he charged up the bronze chains like a cannonball, and threw a punch at Wang Meng who was blocking his way!

"roll!"

"Bang!"

There were no fancy moves, just pure, overwhelming power.

Wang Meng, known as the "Iron-Armed Tiger," couldn't even withstand a single move, and his arms instantly caved in.

He was blasted away and screamed as he fell into the dark abyss below.

"This white jade coffin is mine!"

Lei Zhen used the momentum to leap and land steadily on the suspended white jade coffin lid.

He was completely overwhelmed by the effects of the drug and his greed, and as he looked at the crystal-clear coffin at his feet, all that remained in his eyes was madness.

The others hesitated and dared not step forward rashly.

"open!"

He inserted his thick-backed broadsword into the crack in the coffin, his veins bulging, and pried it open with a mighty force!

He actually managed to flip open the incredibly heavy white jade coffin lid!

The massive coffin lid lost its balance, tumbled and slid downwards until it plunged into the bottomless abyss.

Everyone froze at that moment, their expressions hesitant.

Their eyes followed the falling coffin lid and the open coffin.

Chen Qian did not look at the coffin.

Instead, they heard a sound—the sound of Wang Meng falling into the abyss!

One breath... two breaths... three breaths...

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Just as everyone was focused on the treasure inside the coffin, Chen Qian's eardrums suddenly vibrated.

"BOOM!!!"

It wasn't the crisp sound of hitting rocks, nor the emptiness of falling into a bottomless pit.

That was a slapping sound that reverberated loudly!

It was like a boulder being smashed into a deep pool!

"water!"

Chen Qian's eyes widened suddenly, his heart pounding.

"There's water below! It's deep water!"

Based on the time of the fall, the height was estimated to be around twenty zhang (approximately 133 meters).

At this height, it would be certain death on hard ground, but in deep water...

As long as the posture is correct, with the physique of the Golden Bell Cover, there is absolutely a chance of survival!

"This is the way out! Turns out, the way out was that abyss!"

With the mystery solved, Chen Qian was overjoyed.

However, before he could make a move, a sudden change occurred.

As the coffin lid was opened, a visible plume of black smoke billowed out of the coffin.

The faint blue-green glow on the surrounding rock walls suddenly intensified as if stimulated by something.

The eerie and blinding light made the entire tomb chamber look like the underworld.

"Ouch! It's so hot!"

The Xuan Yin Daoist, who had been hiding in the corner, suddenly screamed.

Chen Qian turned around and saw that the talisman on the old Taoist's forehead, which was used to stabilize the soul, was spontaneously combusting without fire and was getting shorter and shorter!

The shorter the talisman, the longer the Xuan Yin's eyes become, and the more scarlet they become.

"Oh no! This is terrible!" Xuan Yin shouted with his last shred of reason.

At the same time, Lei Zhen, who was standing on the edge of the coffin, froze, his face filled with ecstasy.

He stared wide-eyed and looked down into the coffin.

There was no gold or silver treasure, and no complete transformation.

Inside was only a withered, blackened corpse dressed in clean official robes.

The corpse was wrapped in jet-black hair, which looked as if it were a living thing constantly wriggling.

"This is...this is the treasure?"

The stark contrast between his extreme anticipation and the scene before him left Lei Zhen momentarily bewildered and blank.

And in that moment of distraction...

"Crunch."

The dried-up corpse, which had been completely dead, suddenly moved its right hand, which was as withered as a chicken claw.

Swift as lightning!

"Snapped!"

Before Lei Zhen could react, that withered hand had already gripped his ankle tightly!

Those fingers, though seemingly thin, were like iron clamps, deeply embedded in Lei Zhen's powerful calf muscles.

"What is it?"

Lei Zhen was shocked and instinctively tried to break free.

But to his horror, he discovered that his proud dual-lamp realm divine power was as weak as an infant in front of this withered hand!

The dried-up corpse slowly raised its head.

Beneath the disheveled hair was a withered, bluish face with a strange smile on its lips.

"I've been waiting for so long!"