Chapter 127 Who is the Owner of the Blood Jade Coffin?

"No, I'm more curious about who this blood jade coffin belongs to?"

"During the Great Qin Dynasty, jade was very rare, let alone red blood jade..."

"Setting aside whether it's valuable or not, who wouldn't find this appearance terrifying?"

The netizens began to speculate.

In the Dean's conference room.

The Dean and Professor Wen's eyes widened in astonishment as they saw the scene on the large screen.

Such a palace ruin was already difficult to encounter, and even though it was an underground palace, it was still remarkable.

"Dean, is this... a Qin palace? This architectural style is very similar to what we've seen before."

Professor Wen recalled the tomb of a Qin general he had seen previously. The architecture was very similar, but the contents of those tombs were not as complete as this.

"This is an imperial tomb. The mural we saw at the entrance previously indicated this. It should be it."

"This is the tomb of Qin Shi Huang. The blood jade coffin above likely contains the body of the Ancestral Dragon."

The Dean looked at the specifications, and the double dragon playing with a pearl above, which only emperors were qualified to have.

He then glanced at the blood jade above, which also had carvings on it, all resembling dragons.

The dragon patterns on the coffin were something only emperors were entitled to have carved on their coffins.

But...

The Dean suddenly thought of the function of the Red Fire Wood Lotus.

The mural had previously stated that this was an immortal tomb, intended for eternal life.

But why did it become a suppression?

"Don't celebrate too early. What's being suppressed under that volcano is an evil entity. If this is truly the Ancestral Dragon, then who is the evil entity?"

The metaphysics professor looked at the large screen with a grave expression after hearing the explanation.

A single remark awakened those who were dreaming.

The professors and experts, who had been contemplating, lost their initial joy and shock, replaced by a sense of dread...

Inside the tomb.

Zhou Lin calmly surveyed his surroundings, then looked down at his feet. The floor he was standing on was covered in carved patterns.

These patterns resembled talismans, with incantations carved upon them.

Zhou Lin suddenly thought of the altar.

The last part of the mural depicted an altar.

Could this be it?

To confirm, Zhou Lin squatted down, occasionally sweeping away the dust with his hand.

The Wolf King, seeing this, also seemed puzzled. It squatted down and watched as Zhou Lin cleared the dust from the ground, then joined in to help.

The archaeological team began to study the ancient architecture, while the participants helped Zhou Lin clear the dust. The security personnel remained vigilant, observing their surroundings.

Maintaining a constant state of alert.

"Brother Zhou Lin, what's wrong? Is there something here?"

The Wolf King asked suspiciously.

"You'll know soon enough."

Zhou Lin chuckled, a glint in his eyes.

The Wolf King, the Taoist priest, the biologist, and the historian, upon hearing this, saw that Zhou Lin wasn't saying anything further and felt it would be rude to press him.

The Taoist priest looked at the patterns on the ground and was reminded of a book he had seen before, which contained similar writings.

'Chi Mei Wang Liang' (evil spirits and monsters) were associated with summoning souls.

But why would there be something for summoning souls here?

The Taoist priest suddenly looked at Zhou Lin with alarm, while Zhou Lin nodded and continued to clear the dust without saying a word.

The Taoist priest's expression grew even more grim.

In the live stream.

"I have a bad feeling about this. The Taoist priest's face is pale, and what is Big Brother doing? Is there something wrong with this thing?"

"It must be. Big Brother wouldn't do something like this for no reason."

"Damn, don't say that, I'm starting to feel goosebumps all over."

"Me too."

...

Inside the tomb.

After Zhou Lin cleared the ground, many patterns began to appear, with circles of incantations.

"What is this? Why is there something like this? What's its purpose?"

The biologist asked, confused.

"This is an altar. The incantations above are for sacrifice. The mural we saw earlier described it this way."

Zhou Lin was in a good mood, having received a reward, and his words carried a hint of joy.

"An altar, and you seem so happy. Why? Does this altar have money?"

The Olympic champion thought that money was the only thing that could make Zhou Lin happy.

"I don't have to tell you why I'm happy, do I? This altar doesn't have money, but it can have ghosts."

As soon as Zhou Lin finished speaking, a rumbling sound was heard. Everyone looked towards the source of the sound and saw that some space had opened up above them, emitting a faint light.

This light corresponded precisely to the altar below. The talismans on the altar instantly glowed red, and the circular patterns began to spin.

The altar seemed like a portal, from which many vengeful spirits emerged. These were shriveled corpses, slowly crawling towards the shore.

The Taoist priest, the Wolf King, the gymnastics champion, the Olympic champion, and the others, upon seeing this, turned pale and hastily retreated.

Terror was etched on everyone's faces.

The students from the archaeological team were greatly frightened by the sight.

"Ah..."

A student's sudden scream interrupted Elder Tang, Professor Lin, and the other professors who were studying the ancient artifacts. They looked towards the sound and saw these things emerging.

Fear was evident on their faces as they instinctively retreated.

One professor accidentally bumped into the iron chains coiled around a stone pillar. The chains, which were pulling the coffin, swayed slightly with a loud noise.

The coffin also jolted slightly.

This sound seemed to enrage the vengeful spirits on the altar, who turned their displeased gazes towards the archaeological team and the others.

In the live stream.

"Damn, what's going on? Why did these things suddenly appear? Who let them out?"

"Holy crap, that's terrifying. What are those things? Can someone explain?"

"Does it need explaining? Aren't these the vengeful spirits from the altar? The stone walls mentioned them. These are offerings for sacrifice."

"Oh my god, holy crap, they're heading towards the professors. What are they going to do?"

...

Inside the tomb.

Professor Lin, Elder Tang, and the others, seeing the scene, quickly retreated, watching in horror as the shriveled corpses slowly crawled towards them.