Archaeology was something he could only take his time doing when he was in a good mood.
Right now, Old Zhang only wanted to hurry up and find a way out of the Abyss. He had truly had enough of this pitch-black hellhole.
Zhang Ming gripped the Abyss Axe and viciously thrust it into the crack in the stone tablet.
"If I widen this crack a little, maybe I can squeeze through?"
Suddenly, Zhang Ming's expression changed drastically.
He had only just slipped the axe blade inside when an unimaginably violent Sixth Sense erupted in his heart.
It was like a nuclear bomb exploding inside his mind!
"You'd better not do that!"
That strange Sixth Sense left him dizzy and his muscles taut.
It was as though prying at it would destroy the entire world.
"I've never had such a fucking clear Sixth Sense in my life." Zhang Ming braced himself and could only pull the axe back out.
That wondrous Sixth Sense disappeared again.
So, before his brain could react, he slipped the axe blade back inside. The Sixth Sense returned, and the nuclear bomb in his mind began exploding.
Even Stone Mama bounced up and roared, "Stop, stop, stop! Something feels strange! Like we've done something terribly wrong!"
"But how are we supposed to leave without prying this crack open?"
Stone Mama trembled, seemingly thinking about something.
Suddenly, Zhang Ming heard a voice like a great booming bell ring out nearby.
"Who was it? Who damaged My Lord’s Tomb!!"
That thunderous voice was so loud.
The next moment, waves surged, and the earth shook.
Vast amounts of green flame ignited inside the giant cocoon of black threads at the bottom of the Abyss. As countless fine black threads rapidly peeled away, bones swiftly pieced themselves together into an