These corpses stared with somber eyes, appearing somewhat displeased as they looked at the archaeological team.
Upon seeing them, the security personnel raised their weapons and began to fire. A deafening roar suddenly erupted, but it was useless against these entities.
The vengeful spirits seemed to sense the malice of these people and moved with even greater agility.
One student from the archaeological team and a professor were taken towards the altar by one of the vengeful spirits.
"No, no... Professor, save me!"
The student looked at the scene before them in terror, shouting anxiously, their eyes and face filled with dread.
The professor was in the same predicament. He was about to try and grab something to temporarily halt the pulling, but as he reached out to touch a palace lantern, his arm was bitten by a vengeful spirit.
Pain instantly surged through him, and the hand that had been reaching for the lantern immediately loosened.
"Ah..."
The professor clutched his arm, letting out a pained scream.
Finally, he was dragged into the altar along with the student.
The speed was extreme. Before anyone could react, they saw a student and a professor perish on the altar.
The remaining security personnel were stunned. But while they were lost in shock, these security personnel were also taken away.
When Zhou Lin, the Wolf King, and the others wanted to step forward to help, it was already too late. These vengeful spirits had specific targets, and there was no time to save them.
Moreover, some of them were blocking their path.
In the live stream.
"Holy crap, what the hell is going on? These are organized and disciplined vengeful spirits, cooperating seamlessly. It's terrifying."
"Now is not the time to talk about that. What are these things doing by taking the professor, students, and security personnel into the altar?"
"Can anyone explain? How can these things be so fast? You just hear an 'ah' and they're gone, nothing left."
"Damn, these people are scared to death."
"I'm scared to death too."
In the dean's conference room.
"Damn it, what is this guy doing? The professor, students, and security personnel are all dead here."
Professor Hu was filled with anger as he watched the scene before him.
Professor Wen picked up a computer and, recalling the mural he had seen earlier, had a bold idea.
"It's because the sacrifices weren't enough, so they're pulling them in to make up the numbers."
Professor Wen suddenly thought of something and was greatly shocked.
"What you're saying makes sense, but why would someone suppress this underground palace? What's the purpose of doing this? And that female sorceress said that many sorcerers researched this."
"If they were loyal to the First Emperor, why would they do this?"
The metaphysics professor felt his brain wasn't working enough.
The dean pondered for a long time but remained silent.
...
Inside the tomb.
Having taken away more than a dozen people in one go, the vengeful spirits, seeing that they had achieved their goal, began to return to their positions beneath the altar.
Before long, the altar returned to its calm.
A few seconds later, the vengeful spirits slowly reappeared, each kneeling on the ground, praying devoutly and kowtowing towards the sarcophagus opposite.
Among them were the students and professors who had just fallen into the altar, as well as the mercenaries.
Seeing this situation, the archaeological team and the others quickly retreated behind Zhou Lin, their eyes filled with heartache and vigilance as they watched the vengeful spirits.
"What's going on? Why did these vengeful spirits take them all down there?"
Elder Tang looked at his students, fellow professors, and the security personnel who had protected them all this way, all dead here.
How could his heart not ache?
Professor Lin's eyes were red, with a hint of moisture appearing.
"Old He..."
Professor Lin looked at the professor kneeling on the ground, his voice choked with emotion.
He's student, seeing this scene, looked at Zhou Lin with both fear and blame.
"Mr. Zhou Lin, why didn't you save the professor?"
The student's questioning displeased those around them.
Hearing this, Zhou Lin glanced at the student, the blame in his eyes clearly visible.
"Saving people is not my duty, and you are not qualified to question me. You have such deep affection for your professor, why didn't you go save him yourself? Why must you sacrifice me?"
Zhou Lin said with a cold laugh.
Elder Tang, Professor Lin, and the others heard this and suddenly understood why Zhou Lin had been asking for money.
Yes, he was very capable, and they had unconsciously assumed that since Zhou Lin was capable, he should save people and protect them. But in reality...
He was only there to help them, not to risk his life to protect them.
"Xiaobai, shut up."
Elder Tang suddenly shouted sternly.
The student, hearing this, realized they had said the wrong thing and instinctively lowered their eyes, remaining silent.
Zhou Lin watched the scene with a cold smile, then turned and sat on a stone step nearby.
It was clear he didn't want to get involved in other people's affairs.
The Taoist priest, historian, biologist, gymnastics champion, and Olympic champion looked at each other, some glaring at the student.
If they angered Zhou Lin, everyone would be waiting to die if danger struck.
Elder Tang and Professor Lin exchanged glances and could only sigh.
In the live stream.
"Damn, is that student an idiot? How could they say something like that?"
"Exactly, no wonder the big shot is angry. If it were me, I'd be angry too. Is this guy brainless?"
"Isn't it? The big shot is capable, but he's not obligated to save them. Truly clueless."
"Never mind that, look at this sarcophagus, it seems wrong."
...
In the dean's conference room.
"Is this kid sick? Do they not check intelligence when admitting students to our school?"
Professor Hu was furious. Several students had already died, and the risks were high. Now, they had offended him completely, and it was all over.
"Exactly, this kid is going to get the archaeological team killed. What do we do now? Just wait to die?"
Professor Wen also felt angry.
"Stop talking. Look at the sarcophagus, it seems to be coming down."
The metaphysics professor's gaze fell upon the sarcophagus opposite, which was slowly descending.
Hearing this, everyone hurriedly looked at the scene before them, their expressions shifting from rage to terror.
"This is bad, the sarcophagus is coming down."
The dean uttered in a dazed voice.
...
Inside the tomb.
The Taoist priest heard the sound of the chains and looked quickly, only to see the sarcophagus slowly descending.
"Tang... Elder Tang... It's... it's not good."