Liu Lin is an old hand in the Martial World; why would he do something to offend people?
Never act from your own standpoint; everything should involve everyone.
"Zhong Xiang, you’d better move out of the way. Don’t use unfounded stories to intimidate us and cover your greed for the treasure. I’m telling you, even if the Celestial King himself comes, you need to step aside today and not hinder our treasure excavation." Wang Dan, who had long disliked Zhong Xiang, immediately shouted angrily, his voice full of rage.
"That’s right, don’t think we don’t know your sinister intentions. You’ve said so much, isn’t it just to pocket the treasure yourself? It’s the Creation of the entire Ancient Divine Demon Tomb, don’t break your teeth over it." Wang Dan sneered along.
"I said it can’t be excavated, so it can’t. Chen Xu is my man; if I tell him to stop, he’ll stop. If you want to continue digging, then go ahead. But Chen Xu and I are pulling out." Zhong Xiang set his eyes on Chen Xu; the key to unlocking the tomb’s seal lay with Chen Xu. Thus, Zhong Xiang directed his gaze at Chen Xu, called out to him, and was about to lead Chen Xu away as he jumped off the platform.
"Mr. Chen! Prince Pingbian’s Mansion still lacks a Minister. If you join us, riches and honor will surely be yours in the future." At this moment, Mr. Wuliu stepped forward and addressed Chen Xu.
Zhong Xiang took a few steps, only to see Chen Xu still standing in place. Frowning, he turned to look at Chen Xu, and then shifted his gaze to Mr. Wuliu, who was trying to win over Chen Xu: "You in Prince Pingbian’s Mansion are brazen for attempting to poach right in front of me."
"Zhong, you’re mistaken. Brother Chen Xu is a person, not a pet that recognizes a master. He certainly has the right to choose." Mr. Wuliu faced Zhong Xiang’s pressure without fear and looked straight at Chen Xu: "Mr. Chen, if you choose Prince Pingbian’s Mansion, come over, and we’ll handle all the pressure."
Chen Xu originally sided with Zhong Xiang due to circumstance. He and Mr. Wuliu were old acquaintances with a deep personal bond. Hearing Mr. Wuliu’s persuasion, he glanced at Zhong Xiang and bowed respectfully: "Young Master Zhong Xiang, forgive me! Mr. Wuliu and I are brothers who share life and death. Since he’s asked me to join Prince Pingbian’s Mansion, I cannot refuse..."
"Fine! Fine! Fine! You’re just great!" Zhong Xiang flung his sleeve in exasperation and moved to a corner, speaking with irritation: "Go ahead and dig. I want to see what kind of retribution you can unearth."
After Zhong Xiang’s words fell, he stood silently in the corner. At this moment, Mr. Wuliu looked at Zhong Xiang: "Mr. Chen, please hurry up. Don’t waste time. If the court arrives here, it’ll be a huge trouble."
Chen Xu nodded, crouched down, and continued brushing back and forth with two brushes.
Seeing this, Zhong Xiang gritted his teeth in anger in the corner, a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed all his fury, quietly standing in the corner, waiting for the final result.
He couldn’t leave, couldn’t leave in anger, in case the Cursed Demon God emerged and they fought. Perhaps his help at a critical moment could turn the tide.
The Cursed Demon God involved everyone, including Zhong Xiang himself, so he couldn’t just run away.
At this time, Zhong Xiang cursed Zhang Chen in his heart: "That damn thing must have predicted the result before opening his mouth, so he told me the news. He feared too many casualties would catch these people off guard, so he used my words to make them alert."
Thinking of this, Zhong Xiang’s eyes swept over everyone but couldn’t find Zhang Chen’s trace, making him grind his teeth in even more anger.
Amid this tense atmosphere, a group of people gathered around the centerpiece of the main tomb chamber, surrounding the location of the Forbidden Technique.
As the two brushes moved back and forth, the inhibition on the jade stone grew increasingly faint, and the lines and runes dimmer. Suddenly, at a certain moment, Chen Xu quickly put away the brushes, bolted, and scrambled out of the pit, standing on the edge and staring intently at the jade stone inside the pit.
The onlookers knew that the critical moment had arrived, and they quickly gathered around, their eyes fixed on the seal while inwardly preparing for unknown dangers. Although they had dismissed Zhong Xiang’s earlier words, at such a crucial time, these experienced people wouldn’t be careless.
"Crack~"
Suddenly a crisp sound echoed in the cave. Though faint, it reverberated like thunder in everyone’s ears.
On the jade plate below, a mysterious crack appeared out of nowhere, resembling a splitting ice surface. The crack began to spread and enlarge until the fine lines covered the entire jade plate. The next moment, the entire jade stone shattered with a roar, followed by overwhelming sound. Mysterious forces, like meteors, flew throughout the cave, flinging everyone away, and then they escaped through the tunnel.
In the shadows, Zhang Chen, witnessing this scene, had a sudden realization: "So that’s it, the hundreds of Divine Spirits the ancient Emperor suppressed are gathered here, fleeing as they emerge. If these hundreds of mysterious forces escape, soon there will be hundreds more deities in the outside world."