By then, the Nine-Nether Baleful Sha around the Two Civil-Martial Tombs had grown extremely thin, and the scenery of the tombs was clearly visible to the naked eye.
The Two Civil-Martial Tombs rose like mountain peaks, covered in towering ancient trees and lush greenery, with mountain streams flowing through them. They resembled pristine peaks untouched by excavation or destruction. Yet the birdsong and beast roars heard earlier seemed to have been an illusion. Not a single bird or beast could be seen within, nor even a trace of any living creature.
As the Nine-Nether Baleful Sha gradually dispersed and thinned, a vast, ancient pressure grew increasingly intense, almost suffocating. A distinct air of desolation and icy gloom accompanied it, along with a bone-chilling malevolence that could profoundly disturb the mind. Many Otherworlders and Jianghu figures who had stood closer were forced to retreat again and again.
In front of each of the Two Civil-Martial Tombs was a black opening the size of a gravestone, steeped in sinister yin energy and unfathomably deep. They resembled the gaping maws of savage beasts ready to devour everything, chilling anyone who looked upon them.
The pressure, aura, and malevolence alone made it clear that the Two Civil-Martial Tombs were certainly not treasure troves littered with riches as imagined. Entering to seek treasure would be extraordinarily dangerous. That was a deadly concern for the natives, but most Otherworlders hardly cared. Instead, their enthusiasm burned even hotter. After all, if dying once could buy them a chance to ascend to the heavens, it would absolutely be worth it!
Meanwhile, as the Huan Army continued its rapid movements, more and more factions kept arriving: the Great Qin Empire, Western Chu, Li Yuan's old Chu faction from Sishui, Wei Bao's old Wei faction from Pingyang, Han Cheng's old