The tomb guardian

Zhang Xuezhou entrusted his divine sense to the Yang Soul Dharma Body, and persistently traveled through the Yang Soul Dharma Body.

Inside the cave, Zou Bugui looked at Zhang Xuezhou's Yang Soul Dharma Body as if separated by a layer of floating ice.

The flames and figures faded from blurry to dim, leaving only a faint red shadow before disappearing completely.

Zhang Xuezhou marveled at the unfathomable mystery of fire, while Zou Bugui wore a look of fear on his face.

He glanced at Zhang Xuezhou's motionless body, then at the Venerable One's burning white hair.

Zou Bugui thought that the Venerable One would display flames that could melt metal and forcefully open a corner of the great formation, but he never expected that the Venerable One would just come over and light a fire.

However, the unique nature of this flame seems to be closely related to the Venerable One's true form.

He looked at the Venerable One, who had transformed into human form and was burning his hair, and for a moment he didn't know what this kind of fire was burning. But judging from the distorted face of the Venerable One who had transformed into a Daoist, this kind of burning was obviously harmful to the Venerable One's body.

His Majesty cherishes his health and values longevity, so it is extremely rare for him to suffer such a loss of health at such a cost.

If everything succeeds, that's fine, but the consequences of failure are unpredictable. Even though Zou Bugui been with the Venerable for nearly ten years, he still finds it difficult to guess the old dragon's unpredictable behavior. However, Zou Bugui is certain that if they fail, Zhang Xuezhou's fate will not be good.

This made him uneasy, and his eyes showed complex and indescribable emotions. He kept reaching into his pouch and feeling around.

"It's open!"

Lu Baibai's soft cry brought Zou Bugui to his senses.

He saw a layer of golden light appear on the bronze door, as if it were being pulled by a mechanism. The bronze door made a heavy friction sound as it was slowly pushed out of the inlaid stone layer.

With a nod from the Venerable One, Lu Baibai reached out and pulled the bronze door.

A cold gust of wind blew through the crack in the bronze door, and layers of frost immediately appeared on Lu Baibai 'Lu Baibai body, causing this top-level demon to tremble uncontrollably.

"Oops!"

His Majesty exclaimed.

He clutched the burning white hair in his right hand, and the flames on the white hair seemed to encounter something eerie, extinguishing themselves all at once in the instant the cold wind blew.

"Snap!"

With a loud bang, the bronze door was forcefully pulled back again, followed by a dull thud.

A flush rose on Zhang Xuezhou's face as he sat controlling the Yang Soul Dharma Body, and then he opened his eyes in horror.

"Receive!"

After repeatedly casting spells, Zhang Xuezhou managed to draw some faint purple light back into his body.

His face was flushed, and he still had a lingering sense of shock from surviving the ordeal.

"A body possessing the Yang Soul is not afraid of death, so there will be little future trouble!"

The Venerable One stroked his white hair, now extinguished by the flames, his expression equally grim.

But when he looked at Zhang Xuezhou, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although the search failed, this was the first time in many days that he had seen the possibility of entering the Emperor Qin's tomb.

It wasn't without reason that Emperor Qin slaughtered all the cultivators of the Physiognomy School; these people did indeed possess the ability to counter the formations in Emperor Qin's tomb, and there was a high probability that they could dig out Emperor Qin's burial goods.

Ignoring his own injuries, he instead offered Zhang Xuezhou a word of comfort.

"It's broken!" Zhang Xuezhou muttered.

"It's alright that the candle broke; I have another one. I won't blame you," His Majesty said.

"The pill is shattered!"

Zhang Xuezhou pointed to the bronze and iron gate, then touched his abdomen.

He was likely the fastest human to condense a demon core, but he was also very likely the fastest to shatter it.

He Law Power condensed his demon core using his Yang Soul Body, but everything was destroyed the moment the candle went out. His matchstick-shaped demon core was crushed into dust.

"Dan..."

"We'll die if our core shatters, so you're doing quite well!"

When the Venerable One was in a difficult position, Lu Baibai comforted Zhang Xuezhou in a gentle voice, indicating that it was already very good that the other party was not dead.

Going down into a tomb is not like picking herbs; the dangers involved are unspeakable, especially since they are facing the most outstanding emperor in over a hundred years. It is already remarkable that they can survive even after triggering the enemy's traps and formations.

"It's alright that this fake pill is gone. Once your body recovers, I will help you condense another one!"

Lu Baibai comforted him for a while, while the Venerable One examined Zhang Xuezhou's wrist, pondered for a moment, and then made a conclusion.

Compared to Zhang Xuezhou's fake inner core, Zhang Xuezhou should focus on using the Acupoint-Fixing Technique again.

The Emperor Qin's tomb was right before their eyes, and they had even glimpsed some clues about it, which made His Majesty find it hard to bear.

He fumbled around in the sachet for a while, then took out a palm-sized piece of spirit jade and pressed it into Zhang Xuezhou's palm.

What did you see inside?

With the jade pendant close to his body, Zhang Xuezhou's flushed face, which had been affected by the backlash, gradually calmed down. The Venerable One also pressed Zhang Xuezhou for details about everything he had seen.

The Lord's candle is no ordinary object, and it could not possibly be extinguished by a penetrating Yin Qi.

Just as he was finding the mechanisms and formations in Emperor Qin's tomb too difficult to deal with, he heard Zhang Xuezhou say something in a low voice.

Is someone inside?

Although he had used the spiritual jade to restore his body, Zhang Xuezhou's speech was still not fluent, and he stammered when expressing himself, only managing to utter the single word "person".

This left the Venerable One with both shock and delight.

The horror stemmed from the fact that Zhang Xuezhou had encountered a 'human,' implying that the Emperor Qin's tomb was guarded, while the joy arose from the confirmation of the location he was searching for.

As long as we don't go in the wrong direction, all the problems will be minor, just a little bit of difficulty in exploring the Emperor Qin's tomb.

"What is that person's skill level?" His Majesty asked.

"One sword!"

Zhang Xuezhou a brief response.

He had previously had his Yang Soul Body shattered once. Although he couldn't say he had adapted to the death of the Yang Soul Body, the dissipation of his Yang Soul did not frighten him.

Zhang Xuezhou was terrified to be ambushed and killed; the opponent's sword Lei Bei.

It was a chilling, penetrating force that invaded his consciousness, a suppressive and intimidating tactic that killed him almost instantly.

If Zhang Xuezhou hadn't been skilled in mental suppression and intimidation, and possessed a strong ability to resist, that sword strike would have been enough to annihilate his consciousness controlling the Yang Soul Body.

The Yang Soul Body can die in place of the physical body, but it is not perfect without flaws. This kind of killing power can indeed restrain the Yang Soul Incarnation Technique. If Zhang Xuezhou's mental resistance were even slightly weaker, he would not have been able to return.

Despite his many experiences, he was still shaken by this kind of killing that could lead to the annihilation of one's soul, and no longer had the slightest thought of risking the worst possible outcome of losing his physical body.

"One sword?" His Highness asked doubtfully, "He only needed one sword to kill you, so what level is he exactly?"

If Lu Baibai strike, or if the Feiyu Demon King is killed with a single sword strike, the Venerable One can deduce the strength of the attacker from the reverse perspective.

However, the fact that Zhang Xuezhou's Yang Soul Dharma Body was killed with a single sword strike made it somewhat difficult for the Venerable One to make a judgment.

Zhang Xuezhou's physical strength is not strong, and his Yang Soul Dharma Body is even weaker. Not to mention being targeted by a swordsmanship expert, even someone with average swordsmanship could kill the opponent's Yang Soul Dharma Body.

"He... intimidated and suppressed me, and then severed my Yang Soul Dharma Body with a single sword strike... He is very likely a True Self Realm cultivator!"

The Venerable One waited for more than ten seconds before hearing Zhang Xuezhou's intermittent response, which was a complete sentence.

This made his eyes narrow, and he knew very well that it would be difficult to use another candle to help Zhang Xuezhou pinpoint the acupoints and break the formation.