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A faint melody echoed through the eerie and expansive tomb, like the first ray of sunlight piercing into the darkness, cleansing the sinister and evil presence, and diluting the somber atmosphere within the tomb.

Murong Qingqing’s slender and supple fingers danced across the zither strings, following Jiang Dali and Dongfang Bubai, playing a gentle tune.

She did not play the Heavenly Demon Song, nor did she perform the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds, just simple tunes.

The zither sound was plain and unadorned, peaceful yet profound, calming the spirit and unconsciously dispelling hostility.

This also caused the shadows that occasionally flitted around in the gloomy tomb to gradually halt, no longer approaching to attack the three of them.

"So many Heart Shadows, this tomb is truly a blessed land for leveling up to me."

Jiang Dali’s gaze swept over the hazy Heart Shadows appearing and disappearing in the darkness around him, feeling as if they were martial arts proficiencies dancing in front of him, waiting to be harvested, making his eyes light up involuntarily.

If not for the main objective of this journey being to obtain the Essence Blood of the second Orochi body for Dongfang Bubai, he would have truly wanted to stay in this tomb to spar with these Heart Shadows, cultivate for a while, and rapidly enhance the realm of many martial arts.

Compared to the Li Qiushui and Wuya Zi from the Infinite Sword Wall at Wuliang Mountain, and Li Canghai’s Heart Shadow in the Langhuan Blessed Land, there were undoubtedly more Heart Shadows in this Ying Country’s Holy Tomb.

This was mainly because the strong who were buried in the Holy Tomb were among the most powerful in the history of Ying Country’s top families, possessing at least Gang Qi Realm strength, and many were experts of the Heavenly Human Realm.

The numerous Heart Shadows born from such powerful figures were simply resources for rapidly mastering martial arts, saving him a large amount of Cultivation Points and Potential Points.

The only concern might be that if he were to crazily eliminate Heart Shadows in this Holy Tomb, it would be akin to digging up ancestors’ graves, likely attracting the pursuit of Ying Country’s top experts over time.

"After dealing with the Orochi here, I’ll stay and cultivate for a while. Let Wang Yuyan and the others, including Bu Jingyun, leave and return to the Central Plains. I’ll remain here alone; if there’s any danger, I can leave at any time."

Jiang Dali calculated in his mind, then swiftly moved through the tomb corridor, advancing together with Dongfang Bubai and Murong Qingqing towards the inner tomb where part of Orochi’s body was sealed.

The entire tomb was vast and huge, constructed by hollowing out a mountain’s belly.

The outer tomb was built with solemn and majestic structures like stone que, stone archways, cliff tombs, and sacrificial platforms, all meticulously arranged, with pits inside containing numerous precious burial objects, impressively grand and solemn, comparable to an imperial mausoleum.

Whereas the inner tomb was located inside the mountain, accessible through a long corridor adorned with countless kneeling warrior statues, each solemn and full of mechanisms.

The closer one got to the inner tomb through the corridor, the more stone beasts, watch pillars, and stone statues lined the sides, each massive and rugged, vivid and powerful, with Heart Shadows flickering at their cores, ready to pounce and devour at any moment.

Such a scene made Dongfang Bubai’s expression grave and serious, realizing how truly fortunate they were last time to sneak into that Holy Tomb when two parties were in strife.

Jiang Dali also took a light breath, marvelling at the grandeur inside the Holy Tomb, realizing that the statues were the most significant and dangerous mechanisms here.

Once the Heart Shadows possessed these stone statues, they could move as if alive, slaughtering any intruder without exception, significantly increasing their lethality.

If even Ying Country’s Holy Tomb was like this, who knows how terrifying Qin Shi Huang’s Mausoleum of Qin State, rumored to be guarded by countless terracotta warriors, would be?

But for Murong Qingqing’s company this time, Jiang Dali estimated that it would take some effort for him to smoothly enter the inner tomb.

At this moment, the corridor ahead started to ascend into a steep staircase, turning into a vaulted tunnel, leading deeper and more secluded.

The eerie Heart Shadows flickered in the statues ahead, starting to move and tremble ominously, as if ready to lunge and harm.

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"Ding ding dong dong——"

Murong Qingqing’s eyes quickly shifted to a demonic purple-black hue, her ten fingers sweeping swiftly over the Heavenly Demon Zither, making the music more dynamic and captivating.

Sometimes it was like flowing clouds and water, birds soaring in the void, sometimes like a low hum, liquid springs in a deep valley, reflecting the joys and sorrows of life vividly through the rise and fall of the zither sound.

The statues that initially sensed the arrival of the three uninvited guests and were about to move, gradually settled back down, allowing the three to pass quickly.

Suddenly, a Heavenly Sacred Virtue Stele appeared ahead.

The stele was inscribed with complex characters akin to the small seal script of Qin State, topped with a sculpture of a Heavenly God.

The sculpture wore a mysterious mask, draped in a Dragon Robe, seated on a high Divine Throne, hair disheveled, hands raised high as if announcing some grand event, eyes imperious, imposing, suppressing and sealing the inner tomb.

Behind the stele was a tightly shut, heavy bronze inner gate, yet fortunately, there were no powerful stone statues or Heart Shadows guarding it.

As the three approached, they sensed a tumultuous aura emanating from the stele.

A subtle oppressive aura began to spread from the stele, making their hearts involuntarily race.

"Zheng!"

Murong Qingqing’s zither rhythm abruptly faltered, her pretty face subtly changing as she sensed something amiss.

Nearly at the same time, a rumbling sound of heavy objects rolling down the corridor behind reverberated, indicating numerous statues controlled by agitated Heart Shadows were rushing forward to attack.

"Go!"

Jiang Dali shouted low, his eyes suddenly radiating divine brilliance as an aura like a substantial, dazzling brilliance soared to the peak, instantly dissipating the terrifying pressure from the stele, restoring the spirits and bodies of Murong Qingqing and Dongfang Bubai to their natural states.

"Open for me!"

Jiang Dali stepped forward, his legs planted like pillars on the ground, a surge of peak momentum boiling over, his hands open as an astounding roar and dragon-shaped energy wildly circled, suddenly striking out!

Roar!!!——

The tomb corridor suddenly exploded with a series of dragon roars!

The massive sound waves crazily reverberated, roaring, as a gigantic Golden Dragon Qi over fifteen meters long transformed into a forward-charging power, bombarding the opposite bronze gate like a cannonball.

The incomparable and mighty Palm Force instantly blasted the thick bronze gate open, creating a huge gap, from which ominous evil Qi immediately emanated.

Yet, Dongfang Bubai and Murong Qingqing hesitated not at all, instantly using their movement techniques to dash inside the gate.

Clang clang clang!——

At that very moment, stone statues controlled by Heart Shadows came rushing from behind, claws and Sword, Spear, Axe, and Halberd striking Jiang Dali’s back, only to crash against his Golden Bell Shield, producing a series of melodious and resonant bell sounds.

Jiang Dali slightly bent his arms, the Golden Bell Shield swirling powerfully around him, unmoving. He let out a cold snort, then suddenly issued a long howl, his momentum surged once again as he turned around and drew back a thick Golden Dragon with one palm, while both palms unleashed even more ferocious Golden Dragons in a wild barrage.

Rumble!—

The entire corridor shook violently under the impact of the madly rampaging Golden Dragons.

Each statue controlled by Heart Shadow was blasted away without resistance, either shattered or broken apart, with streaks of Heart Shadow directly dispersed by the shock.

A series of prompts flashed out from Jiang Dali’s panel.

Jiang Dali no longer looked at the scattered stone sculptures and Heart Shadows, turning and swiftly entering the open bronze gate. As he landed, he kicked out with a leg, using a leg strength several times greater than his arms to shut the bronze gate once more with a "clang" explosion.

Rumble!—

More statues controlled by Heart Shadow rushed rapidly from the corridor, yet as soon as they were about to reach the Heavenly Sacred Virtue Monument, they were intimidated by the faint, oppressive aura and halted, not daring to advance further.

After a moment, these statues, embodied by Heart Shadow, gradually dispersed and returned to their original positions, continuing to silently guard the Holy Tomb.

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Inside the Inner Mausoleum.

The moment Jiang Dali and the others entered, they felt an extremely intense sinister evil aura and a strong malicious intent locking onto them.

It was as if a pair of malicious and venomous eyes in the darkness were locking onto each of them, emanating a terrifying sense of danger that sent chills down their spines.

"Divine Power!"

Jiang Dali muttered a low shout, the veins on his temples slightly bulging, his eyes bursting with a golden majesty like little suns, his black cloak fluttering behind him, and his Primordial Spirit Power spreading out along with this divine power like ripples.

Immediately, the malicious and venomous spiritual waves that had attacked from the darkness were expelled and blocked outside.

But almost simultaneously, a light tremor transmitted from the ground, as if some colossal creature was suddenly turning over in the shadows.

"There!"

Dongfang Bubai shouted, his brows arching, a sudden flick of his sleeves released hidden needles.

Swish, swish, swish—

A series of silver needle shadows flew out like raindrops in the darkness, heading swiftly toward a certain direction on the right, striking with crisp "ding" sounds.

"Hiss!!!"

An eerie sound, like a steel wire being ferociously flung into the air, suddenly resounded from the darkness.

Immediately, the entire space shook violently.

A tremendously strong and terrifying momentum surged from the darkness, making the surrounding air and space feel as if they were being frantically compressed and filled with despair.

All three quickly evaded using the Listening Wind Positioning technique, concentrating power in their eyes as they cultivated, turning the darkness into brightness before them. They saw a colossal serpent with a dragon-like head, wrapped in a fierce wind, rushing fiercely from the darkness, its massive body resembling a meandering long bridge in the darkness.

Almost simultaneously, the monstrous serpent’s eyes suddenly opened wide.

The entire dark space seemed to morph instantly into a shocking blood-red, illuminated by the serpent’s eyes as red as scarlet paste.

The mausoleum was instantly filled with a stagnant Qi Mechanism.

Faced with such a terrifying apex predator, whether it was Jiang Dali, Dongfang Bubai, or Murong Qingqing, their bodies involuntarily stiffened slightly, hairs standing on end, as they simultaneously sensed something amiss.

Some sections of Orochi’s body—the intensity of its Qi Mechanism—didn’t seem as simple as an ordinary Heavenly Human Realm aura, and it almost surpassed a Demon Dragon, unlike what Dongfang Bubai had mentioned.

This doubt just emerged in their minds.

Orochi’s scarlet eyes had already locked onto Jiang Dali, who appeared the greatest threat through instinct.

With a wild "hiss", it turned and charged at Jiang Dali with agility exceeding its huge body, emitting toxic mist that spread like ripples, corroding everything.

The surroundings instantly fell silent, as the roaring wind from that sweeping motion drowned out all sounds, making them feel as if they were losing their hearing.

"Courting death! You may look intimidating with that size!"

Flashes of anger and battle intent surged in Jiang Dali’s heart. As he landed, every joint in his body crackled like fireworks, resounding continuously, and he turned golden, like a Golden Armored War God!

Bang!!

Suddenly, his legs bent, unleashing a stronger impact force.

The hard rock of the ground shattered upon impact under his feet, as easily as a brittle biscuit, instantly exploding.

His figure instantly blurred.

In the instant of approaching Orochi, he twisted at the waist, leaning forward, and squatted slightly to gather strength, avoiding the venom spray from above, and powered up.

Crackle, crackle, crackle!—

His spine drove forward like a dragon, segment by segment, while brilliant golden light shone on his robust body like the sun, and a Golden Elbow, reminiscent of a great spear, emitting a radiant and indestructible power, struck fiercely toward the serpent far larger than himself by dozens of times.

One Chain Whip, Two Chains of Cannon, Three Chains of Mountain Bombing.

In Orochi’s sinister scarlet eyes, a flash of panic and astonishment suddenly appeared, not at all understanding how this person’s Qi Mechanism could suddenly surge and strengthen so much...

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