Professor Hu, as if waking from a dream, hurriedly spoke to explain.
"You're not entirely foolish, you've finally realized. Fortunately, Zhou Lin discovered it in time. Otherwise, if another wave of these bats came, it would be deadly."
Professor Wen watched the big screen, not even glancing at Professor Hu.
"But these bats spitting fire, I don't know how to describe our feelings."
"Me too. These bats cooperate so well, this fiery net they weave is truly impressive."
"I even feel that such cooperation couldn't be achieved overnight."
The professors and experts discussed animatedly upon seeing this scene.
The dean looked at Zhou Lin, saying nothing more.
Inside the tomb.
Zhou Lin felt the bead's resistance was formidable, its aura constantly being released.
Zhou Lin's whip also advanced a significant step inside.
However, the bead was still stubbornly resisting.
At this moment—
"I am King Wen, how dare you—"
A majestic and furious voice emanated from within the whip.
But only Zhou Lin and the bead could hear this voice.
After the voice vanished, the bead clearly showed cracks, and a breaking sound was heard.
*Crack—*
Zhou Lin exerted force, once again raising the whip in his hand and striking the bead forcefully.
*CRACK—*
The bead instantly split in two.
A red mist appeared, and at the end of the mist, an elder materialized. This elder was about four meters tall, with a massive wing behind him.
His black hair was streaked with white, and a cluster of eyes bulged outwards, pure red in color.
He stared intently at Zhou Lin.
The archaeological team behind him dared not speak, silently observing the elder.
Internally, they felt a sense of helplessness.
Why were there still bats now? This was deadly.
"You are very clever, knowing I dispatched the bats."
The elder's voice was hoarse, his gaze towards Zhou Lin filled with hatred. Those bats were his life's work, cultivated over many years, deliberately finding a safe place to recuperate. He never expected that someone would come here, even in this vast ocean. The person from back then had broken their promise.
"The reflection appearing in your bead and the one on the wall are the same, so I deduced you are the mastermind. Did you think killing that bat would hide you?"
Zhou Lin sneered, still gripping the King Wen whip tightly. He was very curious about what would happen if the King Wen whip and the Shaman drum were used together.
"You truly underestimate me, but what can you do even with the King Wen whip? Leave this place immediately, and I will let bygones be bygones. I won't hold you accountable for killing my bat offspring."
"You all get out of here right now."
The elder looked at the people behind Zhou Lin, his face filled with anger.
"You might be mistaken. It's not that I'm willing to let bygones be bygones; it's that I'm willing to fight you to the death."
As Zhou Lin's aura surged, the elder opposite him felt an inexplicable fear, a soul-crushing dread.
The archaeological team behind them became incredibly excited upon hearing this.
"Damn, Professor is such a man! My idol for life, he's so handsome."
"No wonder so many netizens want to marry Professor Zhou Lin. Those words just now were so manly."
"I have an older sister, I wonder if she has a chance."
"No, your sister doesn't have a chance."
The students whispered amongst themselves.
The Metaphysics Professor and Guo Liang also found Zhou Lin very dashing, but this was not the time to think about that.
"This old man doesn't look easy to deal with. Is Zhou Lin being a bit too arrogant? It would have been better to just attack directly. A sneak attack would surely succeed."
The Metaphysics Professor thought Zhou Lin was too much of a gentleman.
"What kind of tactics are these? You're shameless, does Zhou Lin not care about his reputation?"
Guo Liang felt speechless upon hearing this, finding the suggestion quite poor.
"Haha, I was just saying, don't take it to heart."
The Metaphysics Professor quickly chuckled to cover his embarrassment.
In the live stream.
"Holy cow, there's this move too? How is there an old man inside the bead? How do they breathe in there?"
"No need to ask about that, we don't understand anyway. As long as the boss is capable, that's all that matters. This old man is clearly trying to bluff the boss."
"The boss is angry now, but I don't know why."
"It's because the boss feels these guys are ambushing him, and they're too annoying."
"Haha, that makes sense. It's obvious the boss doesn't want to let this old man off easily."
...
Inside the tomb.
Zhou Lin looked at the elder before him, his killing intent intensifying.
"Don't think I'm afraid of you. I wouldn't have bothered with you if not for the King Wen whip in your hand. But since you're being so disrespectful, don't blame me for being impolite."
The elder became enraged upon hearing Zhou Lin's words.
"You don't want to bother with me, or are you afraid of the King Wen whip in my hand? You used your shield to protect those bats earlier. Now that your bead is broken by me, what capital do you have to flaunt your power before me?"
Zhou Lin sneered at the elder, his eyebrows slightly raised, as if waiting for his next words.
"You think I'm afraid of you?"
The elder scoffed.
"Heh, then let's test it."
As Zhou Lin raised his whip, the elder had already dodged several meters away. Then, a swarm of small bats emerged from his mouth. These small bats were red. Their fur was entirely red.
"Red-eyed bats? How ridiculous."
Zhou Lin looked at these red bats and then took out a staff.
*BOOM—*
A thunderous roar erupted from above, and streaks of purple lightning descended, striking the bats.
The purple lightning reflected in everyone's eyes, causing surprise. They were surprised by these red bats; it was the first time they had seen such bats.
"Are these red-furred bats? Why are there so many?"
The Metaphysics Professor recalled seeing something similar in a small town in the south. The local residents considered them inauspicious. It was said that anyone who saw them would experience great misfortune. When one appeared, the town was hit by a flood. The following year, when another appeared, they faced a drought. Over time, these red bats were deemed inauspicious. However, it now seemed that this notion might not be entirely negative; these creatures were truly ill omens.