Lin Qiye took a deep breath and reached out to press the Bagua diagram in the middle of the coffin lid.

He applied a little force with his fingertips and they slowly sank into it.

"Crack!"

The coffin lid opened with a sound, revealing the bones!
"what--"

Yang Mi and Tianxian exclaimed and subconsciously closed their eyes.

Even Wang Xingxing shuddered involuntarily.

Lin Qiye stared straight ahead at the strange sight in the sarcophagus.

I saw a dark red long sword lying across the white bones!
The blade was dark red like blood, with a faint eerie glow flowing through it.

And on the handle of the knife, there are strange patterns carved, like ghostly winding lines.

"This is."

Lin Qiye took a deep breath and almost cried out in surprise.

Because he discovered that the shape of this dark red long sword was exactly the same as the legendary "Soul-Separating Sword"!
At the same time, Cheng Long and Wu Jing also discovered the rare treasure in the coffin and were dumbfounded.

[Fuck! I didn’t expect that there was a magic sword hidden in this broken coffin!]

[Oh my god, could this be the 'Soul-Separation Sword'? The one that is said to be able to slay demons and monsters?]

[No. This is too different from the description in the novel, isn't it? The blade is dark red like blood, and there is a faint eerie glow. Is this a zombie movie?]

[That’s right! Besides, where did such advanced sword-making technology come from during the Warring States Period? Maybe it was forged by later generations!]

[Tsk~ What do you know? Didn’t you see that Inspector Lin was stunned? He is the real descendant of the ‘Dragon Seeking Ruler’. Since he said so, how could it be false?]

[Get lost, you are the true successor! Your whole family is a dragon-seeking ruler!]

In the live broadcast room, the topic about the Soul-Separation Sword was brought up again.

Some are excited, some are skeptical, and there are many different opinions.

But at this time, Lin Qiye had already made a decision.

He slowly stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the Soul-Separation Sword.

A chilly air suddenly came from his fingertips, causing his whole body to tremble.

But soon, as a burning breath rose from Dantian, the coldness was dispelled without a trace.

“This is indeed the murder weapon.”

Lin Qiye secretly clicked his tongue, feeling that the long sword in his hand seemed to be innately connected to his mind and contained infinite power.

Just as he was about to pull out the knife, suddenly——

"Bang!"

The coffin lid closed again, making a deafening noise!
At the same time, a cold wind blew past, stirring up dust all over the sky.

The light in the stone chamber suddenly dimmed, and an eerie atmosphere filled the air.

"not good!"

Lin Qiye cried out inwardly and quickly let go of the knife handle, but it was too late.

Just as he was about to withdraw, a pale hand suddenly stretched out from the coffin and tightly grasped his wrist!
"what--"

Lin Qiye screamed, and was thrown away and hit the stone wall heavily.

"Seven nights!"

Xingxing and the other two were horrified and rushed forward to rescue them.

Cheng Long and Wu Jing roared, picked up the sharp weapons beside them, and chopped at the hand.

“Dang!”

The sound of metal clashing and sparks flying.

But even so, it couldn't hurt the hand at all!
Just when everyone was in a panic, not knowing what to do, a creepy giggle came from the coffin again.

Then, a figure slowly rose from the coffin. With the flickering light of the flashlight, it was a terrifying skeleton!
The eerie skull, the sunken eye sockets, and the grinning mouth all reveal horror and eeriness.

"Everyone. Everyone."

It muttered hoarsely, its tone strange and empty.

No one knows how it can speak when it is just a skeleton.

As it stood up, the dark red long sword flew into the air and hovered firmly above its head!
This situation is like seeing a ghost in purgatory!
[Ahhhhhh——A zombie! This one is fucking alive!]

[Help! This plot is too scary! I want to pee!]

[Oh my god, who on earth is this skeleton? How can it even let the magic weapons be controlled by it?]

[It's over, it's all over now! How can this be called an ancient tomb exploration? It's clearly a horror movie, okay?]

[Could this skeleton be the tomb owner from back then? How noble must his identity be?]

[Who cares who it is? Hurry up and find a way to kill it! Otherwise, we will all die here!]

[That’s right! Hurry up and get a talisman to hit it! It would be best if we could ask the gods and Buddhas to come down to earth to help!]

In the live broadcast room, the audience was terrified and worried about Lin Qiye and others.

At this time, Lin Qiye, who was thrown to the ground, endured the severe pain and climbed up.

His eyes were as bright as lightning, and he looked around quickly, as if he was looking for something.

Soon, his eyes fell on the skeleton.

To be precise, it is between the skull's eyes!
With many years of experience in tomb robbing, he keenly discovered that there was a faint trace of strange black air there.

"Yes!"

Lin Qiye's heart moved, and he thought to himself:
"Looking at the state of this skeleton, it is obviously possessed by some evil creature. If we can break the vital point between its eyes, we might be able to defeat it in one fell swoop!"

Thinking of this, he didn't care about the pain in his body, jumped up suddenly, and quickly took out a Maoshan talisman.

"Hurry up and obey the command, Taishang Laojun will show up!"

Lin Qiye shouted loudly, clasped his hands together, and slapped the skeleton on the head.

A golden light flashed, and the talisman turned into a golden dragon and flew straight towards the skull's face.

"boom!"

There was another loud bang, and gray smoke filled the air.

When the smoke and dust cleared, it was seen that the skeleton's eyes had been pierced. It stood frozen on the spot for a moment, unable to move.

At the same time, the dark red long sword hovering in the air also made a humming sound, fell straight down, and stabbed heavily in front of the sarcophagus.

The blade hit the stone, sparks flying.

The legendary Soul-Separation Sword has now returned to dust, without any trace of evil spirit left.

Lin Qiye breathed a sigh of relief, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

That attack he just made almost exhausted all his spiritual power.

If it weren't for the help of the Maoshan talismans, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to deal with this living dead.

"Qiye, are you okay?" Wang Xingxing was the first to rush forward and asked with concern.

Lin Qiye waved his hands and smiled weakly: "It's okay, just a little tired. This skeleton is more difficult than I thought."

Yang Mi and Liu Tianxian also came over, their eyes red and tears streaming down their cheeks.

"Brother Qiye, you scared us to death! If anything happens to you, we...

"That's right, brother Qiye, you're being too reckless! What if that trick doesn't work?..."

The two women chatted with each other, and every word they said was caring, which touched Lin Qiye's heart.

"Alright, alright, I'm glad everyone is alright." He patted their shoulders comfortingly. "The most urgent thing right now is to quickly find out the identity of the tomb owner. Maybe we can find clues to solve Sister Na's mutation."

Cheng Long and Wu Jing looked at each other and nodded in agreement. (End of this chapter)