Originally, the road where the bones were piled up was barely enough for one person to pass through, so the three people walked in a row, with Cha Wenbin leading the way, Zhuo Xiong in the middle, and He Yichao at the back. Just now, Chaozis shout did not get any response, and everyones heart is already tense, and the walking speed naturally became a slow run.

  Cha Wenbin slowed down a bit when he passed by the bronze coffin, went around it and continued to move forward. Zhuo Xiong passed by here and took a look, "Oh my god, there is also a bronze coffin here, and its volume is even bigger than the four above!" He just paused for a moment to take a glance at the bronze coffin, but didnt think that Houzis mind was only on the stone wall in front of him. One brake failed to stop, "Bang" sounded as he crashed into his back.

  Zhuo Xiong, who hadnt stood firm, almost subconsciously used his hand to grab the chain hanging above, and his palm hurt. He let out a "hiss" sound, opened his palm to take a look, and found that his middle finger had been pierced through the skin, with an opening. Originally, Zhuo Xiongs hands were wearing rappelling gloves, but this military tactical glove had exposed fingertips for ease of movement.

  There were still a few empty shells of snails on the chain, and these snails were the kind that had very hard tails. They had been dead for a long time, but although they were brittle, they were even sharper. When Zhuo Xiong pinched them, they just happened to prick his exposed fingers. This minor scratch was not even considered an injury for this former scout, but it almost cost everyones life!

  Zhuo Xiong was grabbed by a chain, and Hou Zai didnt know what had happened behind him. He muttered to himself, "Blind man, can you hurry up? Were rescuing people in front, what are you doing standing there?" Zhuo Bin heard the conversation from behind and turned his head to see Zhuo Xiong pointing at a coffin, saying, "Hou Zai, look, theres another coffin here thats even bigger than the one above!" As soon as he pointed, before Zhuo Bin could shout, "Quickly move your hand away!", a drop of blood from Zhuo Xiongs finger fell onto the bronze coffin with a "drip" sound. Almost simultaneously, the iron chain suspending the coffin began to shake violently, and rocks started falling from above. The sudden scene unfolding before their eyes was beyond Hou Zai and Zhuo Xiongs expectations, but the scouts keen intuition was fully revealed at this moment.

  "Run!" The word had barely left Cha Wenbins lips when the two of them sprang into action, dashing forward in unison and clearing the narrow path that would have required them to lean sideways to pass through. Cha Wenbins mind was filled with only one thought: hurry up and get out of this bone array first! The sound of falling rocks crashing against bones echoed incessantly behind them, blending with the ancient clanking of bronze chains from a thousand years ago, reverberating throughout the dark river path. If they could have stopped to take a look back, they would probably have been even more shocked.

  At the moment when Zhu Xiongs blood dripped onto the bronze coffin, the original verdigris on the bronze began to peel off slowly due to long-term moisture, and the hidden ancient patterns on the lid of the coffin began to appear. If Cha Wenbin could have taken a look at this time, he would have found that these patterns were actually the same "text" as those he saw on the wall of the General Temple. These ancient and mysterious patterns seemed to have been wiped clean by someone, returning to their original appearance when they were first cast. The solemn and sacred bronze emitted dazzling light. After all the verdigris was peeled off, the entire coffin body was presented. From a craftsmanship perspective, this bronze coffin could be called a masterpiece in the history of metallurgy.

  The entire coffin is about five meters long and three meters wide. On the lid of the coffin, in addition to the inscriptions carved on it, a huge bronze tree was also carved, covering the entire lid. The trunk of the tree is divided into three branches; each branch is further divided into three smaller branches, totaling nine branches. Each branch has three bronze leaves carved on it, with clear veins and lifelike appearance, totaling twenty-seven leaves. On each leaf, there are also three small insects carved, each with a different shape and no two alike.

  The entire coffin lid, totaling one tree, three forks, nine branches, twenty-seven leaves, eighty-one insects! The inscription is written in seven characters per line, with a total of seven lines, totaling forty-nine words.

  The front of the coffin is carved with a dragon head, and the back is painted with a dragon tail. Upon closer inspection, each side of the bronze coffin has a wing carved on it. If drawn on paper, it would be the "ghost fire" released by Zhang Wenbin forming a dragon shape. After the last two pieces of verdigris were scraped off from the dragon head, a pair of huge dragon eyes appeared, occupying one quarter of the entire dragon head, which is quite frightening!

  The chains that bound the bronze coffin began to emit a loud cracking sound, as if they were about to break. The three people in front didnt notice the change behind them, because the entire area of the water pool was dropping huge rocks, smashing the already carbonized human bones into fragments with a "crashing" sound, and black powder was flying everywhere, except for the position of the bronze coffin.

  Almost at the speed of a hundred-meter dash, they didnt even care about the sharp bones under their feet. Fortunately, Cha Wenbin was familiar with the Eight Trigrams, and the two men behind him were agile scouts. Almost as soon as they ran out of the bottom of the pool, all the chains binding the bronze coffin had broken.

  Fortunately, apart from the occasional small stones falling off around them, there seemed to be no other dangers for the time being. The three of them stood with their hands on their hips, panting, and when they turned back to look, what was once a rocky bottom had transformed into a pile of rubble, with rocks of varying sizes, the largest as big as a truck, and the smallest about the size of a basketball.

  Chaozi looked back at the miserable scene, sticking out his tongue and panting, and rushed to Zhuo Xiong: "My dear, blind man, Im telling you, what did you just do?! If it werent for us two having nimble legs and following Wen Bins lead, even if we didnt get pierced by bones, we would have been smashed into meat patties by those stones!"

  Zhuo Xiong, whats wrong with him? Although he was a scout, at this moment his legs were already trembling. Although he had been through military training, this kind of escape from the edge of death, and this sudden and strange way, still shocked him: "What did I do?! Its better to blame you, damn it, bumped me from behind, didnt stand firm, held onto the chain for a moment, who knew it would turn out like this? If I had known that holding onto that thing would make rocks fall, Id rather have fallen headfirst! You say so, Wen Bin."

  This strange and bizarre thing, Zha Wenbin himself was half-understanding, but when he saw Zhu Xiongs finger with blood about to drip onto the coffin, a thought suddenly burst out in his heart: Run! Something is going to happen here!

  He himself didnt understand why he had such thoughts, why he had such a deep fear of that bronze coffin. He had seen many coffins before, but this ancient bronze artifact was something he had never touched. Such things only existed in the distant past, filled with stories of gods and demons. Who knows what the ancestors of that era would do? As for the cycle of life and death now being managed by the underworld, that was also after the Shang Dynasty was overthrown by the Zhou Dynasty, and the gods were sealed away. It seemed that the things here had far surpassed those times, and who knew if the master here followed the current rules or not.

  Zha Wenbin was already sweating profusely on his forehead. If a ghost or spirit were to suddenly appear, he could still cope with it. But this thing that resembled a mechanism, an ordinary mortal, might not be able to withstand even a single blow from a stone and would instantly perish. From the day he started learning Taoism, he had learned a rule from his master: never calculate ones own fate, or else one would suffer heavenly punishment! Therefore, Zha Wenbin himself did not know when he would suddenly encounter disaster or calamity. People who practice Taoism, apart from comprehending the Tao and saving the world, mostly just follow their destiny. Someone like him who thinks about defying heaven and trying to break through the will of heaven is actually a taboo in Taoist circles!

  Cha Wenbin didnt have time to think at this moment, what just happened was still unknown to Old Wang and the others. He remembered that Leng Yirans position, where she waved her white clothes, was right above where they were standing now. Looking up, he indeed saw a crevice: "Chaozi, youre agile, try to climb up to the top", pointing at the location of the crevice, "Old Wang and the others are inside that rock crevice."

  That stone wall is over twenty meters high, Chaozi took a look and saw that the bare rock face had almost no footholds, but for now they had to climb up as quickly as possible. "Xiang, lend me your dagger!"

  Zhuo Xiong didnt dare to hesitate, and with a "brush" sound, he pulled out the military dagger he was carrying with him. Chao Zi took it over: "Thanks."

  He held a dagger in one hand and had another in his mouth, with a bundle of ropes on his shoulder. He walked towards the stone wall, which was smooth but had some gaps. Chaozi inserted his dagger into those small gaps to get a foothold, relying on his excellent skills. With both hands taking turns inserting the knife, he managed to climb up halfway in just a few minutes. Smiling at the two people below, "No big deal!" Just as he turned his head, due to his high position, he saw a scene in the distance - that bronze coffin...

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