"An ancient Yin-Shang corpse..."
The words struck like a bolt from the blue. Hui Yulong's face changed color at the news.
The more someone understood what that era represented, the more violently they reacted.
They were all Tomb-Raiding people, so naturally they knew one thing very well: not all reanimated corpses were alike.
With every additional century, a corpse's danger increased dramatically.
The stranger and more obscure the Great Tomb, the more dangerous its corpses.
Against a Yin-Shang corpse, even all of them together would amount to nothing but worthless riffraff. Facing such a thing meant certain death.
Unless their founding ancestors came out to lead them personally.
Even grave robbing depended on which graves one chose to dig.
Discovering an ancient Yin-Shang corpse here left a bitter taste in their mouths.
They all wilted like frostbitten eggplants. One sentence from Lin Feng had shattered their spirit.
Lin Feng had not expected that.
He glanced at them. "Things have reached this point, over three hundred people have disappeared, and you don't even know what you're facing?"
Hui Yulong swallowed with difficulty, smiled bitterly, and cupped his hands. "We originally thought these were Buddhist treasures left here by Menzang E'pang, the former powerful minister of Great Xia..."
Lin Feng said, "Buddhist treasures?"
Western Xia revered Buddhism, honored Daoism, and favored Confucian scholars.
Menzang E'pang was a famous power broker in Western Xia, commanding a vast army. His younger sister was Li Yuanhao's daughter-in-law, the historically renowned Empress Menzang. After Li Yuanhao grew old, his son Ninglingge killed him, then sought help from his own brother-in-law, Menzang E'pang. Who could have known that this brother-in-law, with his troops at his command, would kill Li Yuanhao's son without a word and put the new king, still a child, on the throne?
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