Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1264 Zhenling Division

The sixth brother forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart and slowly said, "The Three Paths of Ghosts, as the name suggests, are all dead ends!"

"The mechanisms and traps on each path are different, but the level of danger is roughly the same."

"Moreover, most of them are interconnected designs. If you go to the wrong place, the other two will also trigger mechanisms, trapping you inside completely, with no chance to turn back!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the three passageways, his voice hoarse:

"The one on the left is the Blood Fiend Mechanism."

"The Blood Fiend of the Mausoleum Guard is not an ordinary Yin Fiend; it is refined from the essence blood of living people and can corrode flesh and blood and erode spiritual energy."

"Even a martial artist at the Grandmaster level, if they get a little bit of it on their skin, will have their flesh rot away as if it were corroded by strong acid."

"The middle one is Yin Fire. Yin Fire is a ghost fire refined from the Yin energy of the underworld. It can not only burn the physical body, but also burn the soul to ashes, making the death more painful than being slowly sliced ​​to death."

"The one on the right is a poisonous Gu. The poisonous Gu of the Zhenling Division is impossible to guard against. There may be invisible Gu worms in the air. You will be infected if you inhale it."

"Once the Gu worm enters the body, it will gnaw at the internal organs along the blood vessels and finally crawl out from the seven orifices, resulting in a gruesome death!"

Jiang Xiaochuan frowned; these three paths were indeed dead ends.

But he was more attracted by the words "Zhenlingsi".

Remembering Lao Liu's boast that his tomb-raiding skills were unparalleled, and seeing his current hesitant and fearful demeanor, she couldn't help but ask, "Is this Zhenling Division very powerful? Or is it that even you can't crack it?"

Faced with Jiang Xiaochuan's question, Lao Liu surprisingly did not refute it, but said in a low voice:

"Where there are tomb raiders, there are tomb protectors."

"The Zhenling Division is a sect that specializes in preventing tomb raiders from plundering tombs. They know best the ways we tomb raiders explore and break through obstacles."

"In fact, we can even tailor countermeasures to the specific methods used by different tomb raiding schools!"

At this point, Lao Liu's eyes showed a hint of confusion:

"Logically speaking, the Zhenling Division disappeared hundreds of years ago. Wars, disasters, and suppression by tomb-raiding sects have long since wiped out any trace of it. How could anyone still be alive?"

Even Lao Liu didn't know the secret, so Jiang Xiaochuan naturally had no way of knowing it.

His gaze fell on the poisonous Gu passage on the right side that Lao Liu had mentioned, and a thought suddenly struck him.

He harbored a ferocious worm within his body, a worm that possessed an innate power that commanded the submission of all other insects.

If we take the right-hand path, we might be able to use the ferocious insects' power to avoid the poison, which could be a turning point in a desperate situation.

But after a second thought, Jiang Xiaochuan backed down.

The sixth brother described the methods of the Zhenling Division as so sinister, but he knew nothing about the poisons and curses of this sect and was not entirely confident.

Moreover, the ferocious insects inside his body have not yet been tamed and are only suppressed by the ancient jade in his bosom. If they were to get out of control in the passage, the consequences would be unimaginable.

What's even more troublesome is that there are no concealment formations set up by the witch bone here. If the aura of the ferocious insects is leaked, it's hard to guarantee that the Huangfu family won't notice it.

After much deliberation, Jiang Xiaochuan turned his gaze to the sixth brother, whose face alternated between pale and flushed, and said in a deep voice, "Which one should we choose?"

"select?"

The sixth brother suddenly looked up, as if provoked by the word, "Choose!"

A fierce, defiant spirit surged from the depths of his eyes.

For nearly a thousand years, the Tomb Raiders' Gate and the Tomb Guardians have been like natural enemies, one stealing tombs and the other protecting them.

They have been battling over mechanical and secret techniques for hundreds of years, with each side winning and losing, but neither side has ever truly yielded.

Today, he has run into his nemesis's scheme. As the leader of the Daoyuling Sect, he has no reason to back down.

He only regretted that he had set off in too much haste and had not brought enough secret artifacts to break the formation. He had only brought three of his family's "evil-breaking talismans".

But now, it's too late to say anything.

"No matter how terrible you imagine the dangers ahead to be, you should always think of the worst-case scenario three times over!"

Lao Liu suddenly raised his eyes, his gaze meeting Jiang Xiaochuan's.

Feeling the resolute look in the other person's eyes, Jiang Xiaochuan felt a chill run down his spine, as if Lao Liu was giving his last instructions.

"The people of the Zhenling Division are best at surprise attacks. Who knows what new tricks they have up their sleeves that we've never seen before? If we're not careful, we'll be doomed."

After giving this instruction, Lao Liu's gaze darted back and forth between the three passages, as if he were making a life-or-death decision. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "We'll take this one, the Yin Fire Path!"

Jiang Xiaochuan was taken aback upon hearing this and subconsciously looked at Lao Liu.

My gaze happened to catch a glimpse of a faint, eerie light emanating from beneath his tattered clothes—it was the inner armor that had blocked the guillotine.

He instantly realized that Lao Liu's choice of this path was not out of confidence, but rather because he relied on the inner armor, which might allow him to endure the Yin Fire for a little longer.

This realization weighed heavily on Jiang Xiaochuan's mind. Even choosing a path required gambling with one's life on protective armor, demonstrating that the dangers of the Yin Fire Path had long exceeded what was within control.

The two stood side by side at the entrance to the Yin Fire Path. Old Six used the same trick again, taking out a copper coin from his pocket.

This time it's not three, but six.

The sixth man tied the copper coins one by one to the red line. The red line was pulled straight, and the copper coins were evenly distributed, forming a detection strip half a foot wide.

"The mechanisms of the Zhenling Division are designed to be 'surface-oriented,' and three copper coins are too narrow in coverage; only six coins can cover the entire area."

The sixth brother explained in a low voice, spreading the copper coins on the ground and gently pulling the red thread. The six copper coins rolled forward along the passage, the "clattering" sound of friction particularly clear in the quiet passage.

The copper coin rolled smoothly without triggering any mechanisms.

The two then stepped into the passage, their steps surprisingly synchronized. They first tested the ground with their toes, and only after confirming that it was safe did they slowly lower their weight.

As soon as we stepped into the passage, the bronze lamps embedded in the rock walls on both sides suddenly lit up, their eerie flames flickering.

Jiang Xiaochuan looked up and saw that the passage became narrower and narrower as he went forward. What was originally enough for two people to walk side by side could only be passed by one person side by side after walking dozens of steps.

The distant horizon was shrouded in darkness, with the outline of an ancient stone gate faintly visible.

The journey was surprisingly peaceful; there were no ghostly flames as expected, nor even any hidden traps.

But Lao Liu didn't relax at all. Instead, he looked like he was facing a formidable enemy, with his forehead covered in beads of sweat that trickled down his fat face.

Is there anything unusual?

Jiang Xiaochuan asked in a low voice.

The sixth brother didn't turn around, but shook his head, his voice dry: "The most taboo thing for the Zhenling Division's mechanisms is 'smoothness'. The calmer the situation, the more likely it is to hide a deadly move."

"Hundreds of years ago, one of my ancestors from the Daoyu Lingmen (a sect of martial arts) fell on this seemingly safe road and died without ever understanding where the trap was hidden."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaochuan immediately became extremely alert.

The two walked another hundred steps or so and finally arrived at the stone gate.

The stone door was completely black, with no keyhole or any trace of mechanism.