Chapter 118: Opening the Gate
Wang Yunting stepped forward and explained the bizarre nature of this tomb gate to the others. If they tried to force it open, it might unleash deadly toxins or highly corrosive acid hidden within.
As realization dawned upon him, Yan Chixiao’s face flushed red with embarrassment on the spot. Just now, when the bronze gate’s demons had seized him, he’d flown into a blind rage and had nearly caused a catastrophe.
He cupped his fists toward Li Yanchu and said in a deep voice, “I acted recklessly just now. Thank you for stepping in, Daoist Master Li.”
His voice was loud and forceful, carrying far more resonance than an ordinary person’s. It was deep and rough enough to shake the ears.
In response, Li Yanchu smiled faintly and returned the gesture with both hands. Although he didn’t know much about tomb-raiding, he’d seen enough tomb-themed movies and novels in his previous life to understand that the main gate was always suspicious in dangerous ancient tombs like this. And one absolutely shouldn’t touch things at random, or one might trigger a chain reaction of deadly traps.
Wang Yunting had stopped him just in time, but only someone with Li Yanchu’s speed and strength could have reacted fast enough to stop Yan Chixiao.
At that moment, Master Shenshan stepped forward and asked Wang Yunting, “Do you have a way to open this gate?”
Wang Yunting was a proper Mojin Xiaowei, so he should be well-versed in mechanisms and traps within ancient tombs.
“I’m not entirely sure,” Wang Yunting replied with a troubled look on his face. “But I can try. I just ask that you guard me while I work, Master.”
He turned his eyes to the bronze door carved with grotesque demons and elegant celestial maidens.
“Very well,” Master Shenshan replied solemnly. “I shall do my utmost to protect you.”
With the monk’s deep mastery of Buddhist spiritual power, he would be able to shield Wang Yunting from any evil spirits hidden within the door. But perhaps even more importantly, he could guard against threats from behind. After all, Zhang Ping had died at the hands of Master Wuxing, one of their own team members.