"Why haven't we reached the end yet? Just how long is this underground river?"
Everyone propelling the raft beneath the water surged forward at top speed. Although medicinal pills replenished them, the incessant invasion of the Yin Corpse aura still made it difficult for them to endure.
Qin Shaofeng had not noticed whose mouth that grumble had come from.
But in the next instant—
His low, furious shout rang out. "Shut up! Every last one of you, silence yourselves!"
His words were far too harsh, leaving everyone stunned.
Ximen Li and Sha Longxing both turned to look at him.
Yet after exchanging a glance with Qin Shaofeng, Ximen Li immediately transmitted, "Whoever dares make even the slightest sound again will be killed without mercy!"
Ximen Li's words carried far more weight than Qin Shaofeng's.
Everyone shut their mouths at once.
They did not know what had happened, but they knew that a danger even their sect master, Ximen Li, feared had quietly descended upon them.
That thought had only just surfaced in their hearts when a structure resembling Ghost Gate Pass appeared before them.
It was an archway, its inscription blazing with green flames and bearing the three words: "Yin Death Tomb."
Even underground, the archway did not seem out of place in the slightest, as though it had always belonged there.
Moreover, whether it was the three words "Yin Death Tomb" or the characters burning upon the wooden couplets of the archway in that same ghostly green fire, all of them relentlessly battered everyone's fragile hearts.
This Yin Death Tomb absolutely could not be approached!
Fear filled everyone's hearts, and for the first time, they felt inclined to obediently follow Qin Shaofeng's orders.
There were simply too many dangers within the Myriad Gods Tomb of the Shining Stars.
Even