I will be stronger after the remake

People's thoughts can change. Just because the other party is currently constrained by difficulties and dares not rebel doesn't mean they will hold the same attitude when the opportunity arises later.

"It's a matter of life and death; there's no room for any changes."

If Tang Ping had something suitable on hand, she would have also wanted to shut He Fengsheng up, lest he use the excuse of "I have a way to rescue them" to persuade Yu Shujiang and the others to come back during their escape. However, with Hu Ze traveling with them, she figured they wouldn't fall for such a low-level rhetoric.

"You guys should hurry up and get out of here as soon as possible to ensure your safety," Tang Ping urged.

Upon hearing this, Yu Shujiang asked worriedly, "Brother, aren't you coming with us?"

Tang Ping said, "I have to help Gu Linglong win the battle. Don't worry, with Gu Linglong's strength, she can protect me even if the underground palace collapses."

"But……"

Tang Ping hardened her face and said coldly, "No buts. Don't drag your feet and become a burden that harms both yourself and others!"

Yu Shujiang could only suppress her worries and manipulate the Water Spirit Orb into a giant ice drill, drilling a tunnel through the wall.

Hu Ze said, "Once I get to the ground, I will contact the organization and request reinforcements. If you can delay the situation, then do so."

Ma Yiming patted Tang Ping on the shoulder: "I won't talk about raising the flag, just make sure everyone stays safe..."

"Get out of here!"

Ma Feiyan glanced at it a few times, but ultimately said nothing and left with the others.

In the end, only Yuan Ji remained in place. Noticing Tang Ping's gaze, she asked in return, "You're not still trying to persuade me to leave, are you?"

Tang Ping shrugged and said, "It seems I can't be persuaded. You must protect me."

"Need I say more?"

The two quickly ran towards the other side of the battlefield, and when they saw the scene of fierce fighting between water and fire, they also experienced the feeling that the difference in their levels was too great to intervene.

Yuan Ji frowned and said, "Both sides are really angry, and it's unlikely they'll listen to advice and stop."

"Yes, this is a predicament of trust crisis. You have restrained your strength, and the other party may take the opportunity to launch a fierce attack. Without a third party to guarantee it, we dare not gamble on the opponent's choice. So the only way is to help Gu Linglong win as soon as possible."

Tang Ping pulled Yuan Ji behind a statue, took out the Nine Sons Nether Bell, and used the Yin Nether spiritual power he had just obtained from refining the ghost child to cast the two curses "Soul Scattering" and "Mind Bewitching" on Xiang Liu's snake head with Zhou Canglan's face.

Actually, neither of these two curses was quite appropriate, as they didn't quite meet the requirement of stirring up emotions. However, neither he nor Yuan Ji were skilled in mental arts, while Ma Yiming and Hu Ze might know a few tricks. For now, they could only settle for second best.

It can switch between Yin and Yang. Since the curse does not meet the requirements, it bypasses the mental protection magic item that Zhou Canglan prepared for him and takes effect instantly.

"Ugh, where did this bedbug come from, buzzing around so annoyingly..."

Zhou Canglan was momentarily dazed, and Xiang Liu's movements came to a standstill.

Gu Linglong seized the opportunity, and the Vermilion Bird Phantom Wings swirled, like a drill piercing through a snake's head, burning it to ashes.

"Damn it!"

Zhou Canglan retaliated angrily, but Gu Linglong easily dodged his attack. His mind felt as if a needle was piercing it and stirring it incessantly, causing him pain, irritability, and making it difficult for him to think calmly.

Although he realized that he had been cursed, he could not find the person who cast the curse in time, and he could not afford to search slowly at the moment.

Gu Linglong seized the opportunity to launch a series of successful attacks, and then cut off a snake's head, instantly turning the tide of the battle.

Chapter 127 The Number One in the National Server

With Tang Ping interfering from the side, Gu Linglong had gained the upper hand and no longer focused on attacking Xiang Liu's torso, but instead cut off Xiang Liu's heads one by one.

However, Tang Ping guessed that a terrifying being was about to awaken inside the mausoleum. He was anxious, but he couldn't warn the enemy. If he did, not only would the enemy discover his location, but the enemy would also focus on protecting his torso after being warned.

"If only we had methods like telepathic communication, brainwave communication, or spiritual communication."

Tang Ping sighed inwardly, sometimes support-type psionic energy is more decisive than combat-type psionic energy.

As Zhou Canglan realized the battle was going against him, he became increasingly agitated, his movements became more violent, and his strength increased by three points. He sprayed poison everywhere, but this chaotic attack actually reduced the threat to Gu Linglong.

His magic weapon can protect the spirit from external influences, but it is powerless against such spontaneous changes.

"You bastard, where are you hiding? Come out if you dare!"

Zhou Canglan was filled with impotent rage and cursed incessantly.

Tang Ping naturally wouldn't stand up for such insults. A true man can bend and stretch, and besides, he makes a living with his brains. He just let it pass by like a gentle breeze and didn't let it bother him.

On the contrary, Yuan Ji was furious. He gripped his halberd tighter and wanted to rush out and shut the other man up. Tang Ping quickly reached out and patted the other man on the back. Yuan Ji gave him a look that said, "I will be patient."

Suddenly, Liu Lingling, who had been silently playing the supporting role, spoke up: "I found it!"

Because of the fusion, she seemed to be affected by Zhou Canglan's anxious mood, and actually controlled the giant venomous mud python to leave Xiang Liu's body and turn to pounce on the location of Tang Ping and Yuan Ji.

Seeing that her position had been exposed, Yuan Ji strode forward with her halberd. Tiger fur grew on her body, royal markings appeared on her forehead, and her eyes turned into vertical pupils. She had entered a state of spiritual resonance, and violent energy gathered on her body, condensing into a pair of wings.

"Gravity Spin Thrust!"

Yuan Ji leaped into the air in front of the giant venomous mud python, holding his halberd high above his head with both hands. With a twist of his body, he entered a high-speed rotation state under the influence of the airflow. A large amount of spiritual power gathered on the halberd blade to stimulate the qi, forming a drill-shaped qi shield.

Upon impact, the giant mud python's head was instantly blasted apart, and its body followed suit, shattering under the swirling force of the drill's gas shield, splattering mud and venom everywhere.

While casting a breath-holding spell on herself, Tang Ping loudly reminded Gu Linglong, "Now's the time, do it!"

Having been exposed and with Xiang Liu's torso unprotected, the two major concerns from before no longer existed, making it the perfect opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

However, whether it was because she was too far away to hear it, or because the noise of the battle was too loud and masked Tang Ping's voice, Gu Linglong did not take her advice and continued to aim at Xiang Liu's remaining head.

At this critical moment, every second of delay increases the danger. Tang Ping couldn't help but feel anxious, feeling like he had encountered a terrible teammate and wanted to snatch the mouse and keyboard from them and operate the game himself.

Just as he was about to use his spiritual magic to get closer to the other person and shout a warning, a sudden inspiration flashed through his mind:

Even if Gu Linglong didn't hear the warning, couldn't she have seen through her experience? How could someone who doesn't even have that kind of insight possibly advance to the fourth level of a spiritual energy user and become the undisputed strongest one-on-one fighter in the country?

A guess surfaced in his mind, overturning all previous assumptions and making him tremble uncontrollably.

"We've been fooled, we've been deceived too... Neither Zhou Canglan nor I had any concept of being the number one in China, we just felt it should be based on common sense."

He immediately activated his spiritual technique, using the abundant moisture in the room to condense a water dragon to help Yuan Ji defeat the remaining poisonous mud pythons. Then he said, "Let's go! We need to get out of the tunnel that Shu Jiang dug!"

Yuan Ji was taken aback and said, "Shouldn't we help her?"

Tang Ping smiled wryly and said, "They don't need our help. We were too presumptuous. She invited us to come along so that we could be a burden and make everything seem reasonable, thus making the target lower their guard."

Yuan Ji glanced at Gu Linglong, who was struggling to expand her advantage, and found it hard to believe. However, she had complete trust in Tang Ping's judgment and did not ask any further questions. She immediately flapped her wings, hugged Tang Ping, and rushed towards the tunnel.

But at that moment, the entire hall began to shake violently, with a vibration amplitude far exceeding that before, as if a powerful earthquake had erupted. The water vapor and flames that had been permeating the hall also swayed erratically in the tremors.

“You petty thieves, how dare you disturb my slumber!”

A majestic voice came from underground and echoed throughout the palace.

Gu Linglong stopped her attack, and Zhou Canglan and Liu Lingling also stopped attacking. They quickly distanced themselves, panting and looking around in surprise, searching for the source of the voice.

As the tremors intensified, a deep and powerful dragon roar came from the depths of the mausoleum. The sound seemed to pierce through time and space, causing the souls of everyone present to tremble.

Immediately afterwards, a golden light surged forth from the depths like a surging tide, and within the light, the faint outline of a dragon could be seen.

In the blink of an eye, light illuminated the entire hall, and a tall figure dressed in a black robe, wearing a twelve-tassel crown, with white jade at his waist and red shoes slowly appeared. His gaze was majestic as he surveyed the crowd on the battlefield, exuding an awe-inspiring kingly aura and a spiritual pressure so immense it seemed almost tangible.

The spiritual pressure was so strong that it disrupted the normal flow of spiritual energy. Yuan Ji's spiritual energy became chaotic and he lost control. The wings on his back dissipated, and he fell from the sky, but landed steadily thanks to his extraordinary skills.

She turned to look at the figure that appeared in the center of the hall and found that he was surrounded by a thick golden mist. In the mist, a majestic dragon head phantom was faintly visible. The dragon's eyes were like torches, radiating a terrifying light. Its whiskers fluttered in the wind, each one seemingly containing the power to destroy the world.

"Who is this? Where did this dragon-type psionicist come from?" Yuan Ji found his hands trembling, both excited and fearful. "I have never felt such powerful spiritual pressure before. He has probably reached the fifth level."

Tang Ping said with a grim expression, "If I'm not mistaken, he must be Qin Shi Huang. After all, this is his mausoleum. We've been fighting and making a ruckus here, and we've been tearing down buildings everywhere. The owner must be unhappy."

Why does Qin Shi Huang possess a dragon-related spiritual attribute? Does he have the spiritual power of immortality, allowing him to live from ancient times to the present?

Under the immense spiritual pressure, Yuan Ji struggled to think clearly, and his emotions further clouded his judgment, leading him to ask silly questions he wouldn't normally ask.

Having prepared himself mentally, Tang Ping managed to remain calm and said, "He is not a real historical figure, but a collection of the mythical image of Qin Shi Huang in the collective consciousness. The concept of 'Ancestral Dragon' has probably been mixed in. To be honest, it wouldn't be strange if he turned into a dragon the next moment."

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Qin Shi Huang strode forward steadily through the void, each step causing the tomb chamber to tremble even more violently. His majestic gaze swept over the people on the battlefield, the kingly aura emanating from him merging with the powerful strength of the First Emperor, forming an invisible yet formidable aura.

The water arrow that was originally heading towards Gu Linglong froze in mid-air under the pressure of the aura, and then turned into countless water droplets that fell down.

The small snakes, a mixture of mud and venom, collapsed to the ground, lifeless, and their bodies gradually dissipated under the power of the Ancestral Dragon.

Zhou Canglan felt this unparalleled pressure, and his spiritual power surged. Xiang Liu's body trembled violently and he almost collapsed on the spot. He barely managed to maintain his form and looked up to find that the other few surviving snake heads had already lowered to the ground, not daring to look directly at the other side.

"Qin Shi Huang's Mausoleum... Could this be the spirit of Qin Shi Huang?!"

The mere thought of Qin Shi Huang's fame sent chills down his spine, and a strong sense of crisis welled up within him. Especially when he noticed the anger on the other side's face, clearly indicating that he was about to punish them, these "tomb raiders," he hurriedly turned to Gu Linglong and said, "Let's join forces. If we join forces, we still have a glimmer of hope."

Gu Linglong ignored him, staring straight at Qin Shi Huang, a slight smile playing on her lips, and said, "Finally out."

Zhou Canglan didn't hear clearly and instinctively sensed something was wrong: "Are you even listening to me? Now is not the time to be stubborn."

Gu Linglong glanced at him and said, "Your mission is complete. You can leave now."

"What!?"

Zhou Canglan finally realized that the lingering sense of crisis in his heart did not come from the spirit of Qin Shi Huang, but from the woman he had been fighting with for a long time.

Before he could react, he felt a burning pain that pierced his heart. He hurriedly looked inside, but found nothing unusual.

"Ughhhhh—it's so hot! Canglan, save me!"

Hearing Liu Lingling's cries for help, Zhou Canglan turned his head and saw that she was writhing wildly, emitting heart-wrenching screams, as if she was being burned by flames. Her body was rapidly turning into charcoal, but there was not a single trace of fire on her body.

"Could it be?"

He guessed a possibility and hurriedly used his spiritual technique to open his Yin-Yang Eyes. He was shocked to find that Liu Lingling's soul was burning fiercely, and even her spirit core was ignited and quickly burned into nothingness.

Upon examining himself, he discovered that his soul had also been ignited, with flames spreading outward from the core. His spirit was largely unaffected, burning only on the surface of his body. Perhaps this was because Gonggong, as a water god, possessed a certain resistance to spiritual fire.

"when!"

Zhou Canglan wanted to save himself, but found that he had no idea how to extinguish the flames burning his soul. This problem was completely beyond his knowledge. No one had ever taught him how to deal with it. He tried several spiritual techniques, but none of them worked.

After his soul was burned, it became fuel, making the flames even more intense. This caused Gonggong's spirit, which had been able to resist before, to also ignite, and his entire body burst into flames.

Zhou Canglan felt the fear of impending death and tried to beg for mercy, but no sound came out when he opened his mouth—his throat had been charred.

—I finally managed to build a loyal team by using the New Territories Alliance as a shell, only to have it fall in a dark and hopeless graveyard because of a single act of greed. I'm not reconciled...

In Zhou Canglan's mind, it seemed as if a long time had passed. He had tried many ways to save himself, but to no avail, and died with regret.

To onlookers, not long after Liu Lingling turned to charcoal, he followed suit, his body rapidly turning to charcoal. Xiang Liu collapsed on the spot, reaching his hands upwards, trying to grab something, but to no avail, and ultimately turning into a charred human-shaped corpse.

The spirit of Qin Shi Huang witnessed everything but did not interfere. He looked at Gu Linglong with interest and said, "So you are not a tomb robber, but an assassin who has his sights set on me."

Gu Linglong did not respond. She took a deep breath, stopped holding back her power, and released her spiritual pressure to its fullest extent, instantly increasing it fivefold.

At the same time, the phantom of the Vermilion Bird appeared behind him, merging with it and entering a state of spiritual resonance. Crimson feathers grew on his body, his hair flew like burning flames, and his whole body was shrouded in a layer of blazing holy flames.

Yuan Ji sensed that Gu Linglong's spiritual pressure was almost equal to that of Qin Shi Huang's spirit, and exclaimed in astonishment, "She only used 20% of her strength before?"

Tang Ping pondered that simply using spiritual pressure to measure strength was not accurate, but considering that Gu Linglong had purified tens of thousands of dead souls and a ghost king before fighting Zhou Canglan, it was not an exaggeration to say that she only used 20% of her strength to deal with Zhou Canglan, and it might even be less.

Just then, a red feather floated over.

Tang Ping reached out and caught it. Gu Linglong's voice came from above: "This feather will bring you good luck. I won't be able to protect you anymore. Good luck to you."

He carefully put away the feathers and said to Yuan Ji, "Let's go quickly, or it will be too late... No, it's too late now. We can only pray that we can get out alive."

Yuan Ji was somewhat reluctant, but he understood what was more important, and ran into the tunnel with Tang Ping.

Gu Linglong didn't have the extra energy to pay attention to the two of them. After giving away the feather containing good fortune and blessings, her attention was focused on Qin Shi Huang.

As the temperature of the flames on her body continued to rise, her fighting spirit grew even stronger.

She did not lie to Tang Ping. The purpose of exploring the Qin Shi Huang Mausoleum was to interpret the spirit, which was a way recognized by the Qin people to send the souls of the dead to heaven. However, the dead referred to was not the souls of Qin soldiers, but Qin Shi Huang.

From beginning to end, her goal was this Ancestral Dragon. As long as she could send his soul to heaven, the performance would be a hundred times more effective than before!

"bring it on!"

Gu Linglong revealed a maniacal smile, and spread her wings like a dagger unsheathed from a hidden map. First, countless flame butterflies swarmed out, filling half of the hall, followed by hundreds of rays of Samadhi True Fire shooting out simultaneously.

The palace was set ablaze, the soil was set ablaze, the air was set ablaze, and the entire underground palace was transformed into a sea of ​​flames.

The spirit of Qin Shi Huang dared not be careless. A layer of golden protective energy rose around his body to resist the impact of the fire butterflies. At the same time, he chanted an ancient incantation. The phantom of the azure dragon looked up at the sky and roared, the sound shaking the four directions. Wherever the sound waves reached, the space rippled.

The rays of Samadhi Fire were distorted by spatial ripples, bypassing their targets and missing their targets.

Gu Linglong's offensive continued unabated, her feathers transforming into fiery blades, all imbued with Samadhi True Fire, raining down on her opponent like a storm.

The azure dragon opened its blood-red maw and spewed out a golden dragon breath, which collided with the fiery blade in mid-air. For a moment, blinding light flashed, explosions rang out, and the underground temperature rose sharply. Even the stone slabs on the ground began to melt, turning into a form similar to magma.

Instead of simply defending, Qin Shi Huang flashed and appeared in front of Gu Linglong as if by teleportation, the dragon claws on his back slamming down with earth-shattering force.

There was no time to react. No matter how fast Gu Linglong was, she couldn't dodge in time and was hit by the dragon claw. Her body exploded into bursts of sparks.

The next moment, the scattered sparks absorbed all the flames in the palace, condensing into a giant fiery Vermilion Bird.