Although Hu Xiaotian had already agreed with Xia Changming and the others that he would promptly summon those waiting at the foot of the mountain if anything changed, he had not done so. Sometimes, greater numbers did not guarantee victory. Against an expert of Bu Buma's caliber, bringing more people would probably only mean more needless casualties. As it turned out, Hu Xiaotian and Ji Feihua had been able to defeat the five Black Hu experts together.
Yet even the wisest could overlook something amid a thousand calculations. Even Hu Xiaotian and Ji Feihua, with their exceptional intelligence, had not anticipated that a killing weapon lay hidden inside the coffin. Hu Xiaotian did not recognize it, but Ji Feihua did. He had learned of the weapon called Mysterious Light Thunder from the information in the skull. That was precisely why he had reacted at once, tackling Hu Xiaotian into the tomb-robber's tunnel and forming a defensive barrier around them with Heavenly Dao power, reducing the impact of the Mysterious Light Thunder as much as possible.
When Hu Xiaotian regained consciousness, he found himself in a dark, cramped space. One person lay motionless against his chest, while another lay equally still on his right. His eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness. The person on his chest was Ji Feihua, and the one on his right was Xima. Hu Xiaotian clearly remembered that, at the moment when their lives hung in the balance, Ji Feihua had been the first to react and had pushed him into the underground passage. Ji Feihua had sealed the tomb-robber's tunnel with internal power and borne most of the impact himself. Of the three, he had suffered the worst injuries.
Ji Feihua stirred slightly in Hu Xiaotian's arms. He was still conscious, but the blast wave from