Everyone present shuddered at the words, turning their gaze en masse to Yang Daomu.
Yang Daomu stroked his beard and said in a deep voice, "Then I shall speak. I have reviewed all the information in my mind and arrived at the following conclusions..."
Wu Tao, Xue Shuangjiao, Xin Yihong, She'er Diao, Shu Shushukong, and others collectively swallowed. A sense of foreboding chill spread through their hearts.
...
In the past, before they saw the treasures within the tomb, they had trusted Yang Daomu implicitly. They had largely accepted all his intelligence and commands without question.
After all, in their impression, even if one were to cross a bridge and then tear it down, one would at least have to cross the bridge first.
However, they had never expected Yang Daomu to be so treacherous, leading them here without properly investigating the situation.
Now, they had learned their painful lesson and were absolutely determined not to make such a mistake again.
In a sense, the psychological pressure that the news of the tomb's owner, the Supreme Blood King, still being alive brought them was directly proportional to the vast shadow Yang Daomu cast in their hearts.
...
Despite his earnest pleas, his throat parched from speaking for several hours straight, Yang Daomu despaired to find that the others were not listening to him at all.
Having led everyone into this bottomless pit, Yang Daomu was not only stripped of his leadership but was also forced by the group to lead the way, acting as their scout.
After walking for a short while, the group of several dozen people encountered a Golden Fur Blood Corpse, comparable to the Core Formation stage.
The ranks of zombies, from highest to lowest, were Bronze Armored Corpse, Silver Armored Corpse, Golden Armored Corpse, Green-Haired Zombie King, Red-Haired Zombie Ancestor, and so on.
A Bronze Armored Corpse should correspond to a Qi Refining stage zombie, a Silver Armored Corpse to a Foundation Establishment stage zombie, a Golden Armored Corpse to a Golden Core stage zombie, a Green-Haired Zombie King to an Nascent Soul stage zombie, and the highest level, the Red-Haired Zombie Ancestor, to a Purple Mansion stage cultivator.
The zombies in this grand tomb were clearly rare Blood Corpses.
Having made a grave mistake, Yang Daomu had to face this Golden Fur Blood Corpse alone. He struck a pose and used several divine abilities to eliminate this Golden Fur Blood Corpse blocking their path.
The journey ahead became increasingly difficult. Countless Golden Fur Blood Corpses emerged from all directions.
Some crawled out from underground, others flew from mid-air. Each Golden Fur Blood Corpse charged forward with incredible speed.
They unleashed their innate corpse path divine abilities. Yang Daomu, who was at the forefront, even using his second and third divine souls, could not withstand the continuous onslaught of so many Golden Fur Blood Corpses.
Spitting blood from the relentless attacks of the Golden Fur Blood Corpses, Yang Daomu shouted at the people behind him, "You scoundrels, why aren't you acting? What are you waiting for? If I can't hold on any longer, I won't care about you; I'll run first!"
Wu Tao, Xue Shuangjiao, Xin Yihong, She'er Diao, Shu Shushukong, and others exchanged glances before they leisurely began to act, repelling the Golden Fur Blood Corpses.
Yang Daomu led the group of several dozen people out of the tomb passage and into the central hall of the grand tomb.
At this moment, they noticed a scene that left them stunned.
Many, many star fragments were embedded in the ceiling of the tomb hall, appearing like the outer starry sky, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.
These bright star fragments, in Shu Shushukong's eyes, were also extraordinary, containing abundant spiritual energy.
Furthermore, their arrangement followed the formation of the Heavenly Star Dou Eight Trigrams, serving to condense pure heaven and earth spiritual energy and the forces of Yin and Yang.
The ground was even more lavish. Jade pavilions, flowing gardens, each step a new vista, each brick and tile, each inch and fragment, all showcased the grandeur and magnificence of the tomb's owner, resembling an imperial palace.
There were pavilions, green walls, white steles, small towers, great halls, and more. All the elements were complete, with spirit bricks and jade tiles, truly an unparalleled celestial palace.
Xin Yihong was rendered speechless, while Xin Yiwans mouth hung open in astonishment.
"Is this the work of the Supreme Blood King? What a terrifying existence!"
Wang Sulong said, trembling.
Everyone stood before this palace, a veritable miracle, trembling and deeply shaken.
Within the palace, dense rows of puppets lay dormant. They were all loyal guards, protecting the Supreme Blood King.
Wang Sulong sighed and said, "Shu Shushukong, only now do I fully believe what you said. This Supreme Blood King is not dead at all..."
"Since this Supreme Blood King could spend so much to build such a tomb and construct this magnificent, miraculous palace within it, why were the traps laid outside so simple?"
"If there's nothing fishy going on here, then it would be truly strange! I wouldn't believe it even if you beat me to death!"
...
Xue Shuangjiao, a member of the Blood Tribe, was also utterly dumbfounded by this palace, which embodied the essence of countless Blood Tribe civilizations.
It could be said that the countless treasures hidden here might not be as significant to other alien races as one might imagine.
However, for the Blood Tribe and their kind, everything they had ever dreamed of, including resources, the Great Dao, and even the throne, was present.
As for alien races like Wu Tao, although they were also greatly shocked, the feeling passed after a while and did not last long.
Among them, Shu Shushukong, who had plundered countless tombs, recovered the fastest, being the first to emerge from the shock.
The main hall was constructed with dark, chaotic stone bricks and five-colored tiles, bearing a strong Blood Tribe style. Rows of bat statues adorned the walls.
The spiritual glow emanating from these bat statues indicated that they were far more than mere decorations.
Simply standing before them, one could feel their terrifying power, for these statues were all magical artifacts!
The group of several dozen people walked cautiously along a side passage, fearing they might disturb something.
Pushing open another door, they entered the central area of the palace. Beyond the door stood countless rows of puppets armed with war-magic level weapons.
These puppets were crafted one-to-one in the likeness of the Blood Tribe people.
With their heads held high and their expressions ferocious, these Blood Tribe-like puppets stood there as if they were an invincible Blood Tribe army.
Further down were statues of various fierce and divine beasts, including Dang Kang, Ying Zhao, Hua She, Huo Dou, Gong Fu, Ya Yu, Xu Hao, Pi Xiu, Chi Ru, Hua Huai, Bo Yi, Xi Fu, and Yong.
The walls were carved with many scenes related to the origin of the Blood Tribe, containing an immense amount of historical information.
From the appearance of the first Blood Tribe person in the world, to the Blood Tribe becoming a race, and then from a weak race to a powerful one.
It also documented the customs, sacrifices, wars, music, and various other scenes of the Blood Tribe.
It delved into the Blood Tribe's hierarchical system, their rites and rituals, various secret histories, and major events that occurred throughout the ages.
It continued until a hundred thousand years ago, when thirteen Blood Kings ruled the entire Blood Tribe, expanding their influence to its absolute peak.
And this Supreme Blood King, standing high on his throne, led the entire Blood Tribe in conquering the world, vying with other races, and becoming renowned throughout the entire world.
The group of several dozen people walked slowly along these history-filled walls, stopping every few steps.
Yang Daomu glanced at Xue Shuangjiao and said, "It seems this Supreme Blood King held a very high position within the Blood Tribe."
"If he were to succeed in breaking through to the Emperor realm, he might even unify the hundred races and achieve the former glory of the ancient gods!"
Luo Yazhi scoffed at this, saying disdainfully, "Impossible. Putting aside whether this Supreme Blood King can succeed in the end, what if he does?"
"Would becoming a Blood Emperor make him invincible? I'm afraid even the Blood Emperor plus the Ten Great Blood Kings would be hard-pressed to gain an advantage against the hundred races' strongest tribe, the Flame Tribe, which has forty to fifty Flame Kings."
"He dreams of unifying the underground world. What a pipe dream..."
"Even if the might of the Blood Emperor were invincible, could he fight against dozens of kings from various races by himself?"
"Even if he could defeat dozens, could he defeat a hundred? Or hundreds?"
...
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became quiet again.
All eyes turned back to Xue Shuangjiao.
Wu Tao, noticing this, held his Chu Xi Sword, ready to face any fierce attack that might come.
Xue Shuangjiao remained outwardly calm. She had anticipated this situation.
If this Supreme Blood King were truly to awaken, she, among the dozens present, would be the only one with a chance of survival.
After all, she was of the Blood Tribe. The Supreme Blood King might spare her out of kinship. Of course, there was also a greater possibility that he would wipe her out along with Wu Tao, Yang Daomu, and the others from this world.
However, even this slim chance of survival made the others intensely jealous, as they had almost no hope of surviving at all.
After surveying her surroundings, Xue Shuangjiao parted her red lips and said, "Since you all desire my life, why don't you act? What are you waiting for?"
"Make your move. But let me warn you first, I am not one to wait idly for death. This is ultimately the tomb of my Blood Tribe. Do you think I would have no way to deal with you?"
Yang Daomu, Xue Shuangjiao, Huang Dabiao, Niu Ben, Luo Yazhi, Wang Sulong, Cui Yongyuan, Xin Hongyi, Liu Haibo, She'er Diao, Sun Shangbai, and others from the hundred races stepped forward, preparing to attack Xue Shuangjiao.