Chapter 117: The Tomb Gate
Just now, in that brief moment, he didn’t even dare meet Li Yanchu’s eyes directly. Having spent years traversing ancient tombs, he had long been tainted by a considerable amount of murderous and yin qi, so much so that he was nearly considered a kind of heretical demon himself. If that were the case, he might’ve gone blind on the spot, just like those eyeballs hidden within the walls.
The moment Li Yanchu had revealed that technique, it immediately drew the attention of the demon-slaying team within the tomb. A peculiar gleam flashed through Daoist Master Yuanyi’s eyes, and he couldn’t help but nod slightly to signify that he highly approved of Li Yanchu!
If this man were a disciple of Yongxing Temple, he would undoubtedly pass his teachings down to him. In the future, whether in spell duels or demon extermination, he’d be an incredible asset! Li Yanchu was calm, composed, bold, and ever-improving; just that temperament alone was extremely rare.
Meanwhile, Granny Chang’s lips curled into a faint smile. When she caught sight of Old Ghost Wu, his face even paler than before, she found it all rather amusing.
“Oh?” she said with mock surprise. “Old Ghost Wu, your cultivation must’ve advanced again. Your face is practically a perfect shade of ghostly white[1]!”
The cultivation technique practiced by Old Ghost Wu’s lineage focused on corpse rearing, meaning the paler one’s face, the deeper their cultivation. But at this moment, Old Ghost Wu’s unsightly expression had nothing to do with his cultivation. It was purely because, right after he’d just reprimanded Li Yanchu, the man had turned around and stared those evil spirits to death!
Before long, the group arrived at the end of the passageway, where a tightly shut giant door awaited them. Carved onto the door were grotesque images of malevolent ghosts and three celestial maidens among them.
The carvings of the three celestial maidens were vividly lifelike, and their curvaceous and graceful figures were clad in ethereal garments. To Li Yanchu, they bore some resemblance to the flying apsaras of Dunhuang[2]. However, they were surrounded by terrifying demons, each with a unique and ghastly form. They were so disturbing that just one glance at them could make one’s heart skip a beat.
The craftsmanship of the carvings was simply too realistic. The twisted, sinister aura they exuded seeped through the ancient bronze, unsettling all who beheld it. Everyone examined the tomb gate closely and was astonished to discover that it was made entirely of bronze.
A monk from a Buddhist sect reached out and gave the bronze tomb door a push, but it didn’t budge in the slightest.