DipNovel Chapter 318 Entering the Tomb
Chapter 318 Entering the Tomb
Tang Xiaofu took a deep breath and looked at the ape head relief again, her eyes becoming incredibly determined.
She raised her right index finger and, without the slightest hesitation, gently bit it with her teeth—
The tip of my index finger was bitten, and a drop of bright red blood instantly seeped out.
This is the first step to opening the entrance to the ancient tomb: using blood as a catalyst.
Without pausing, Tang Xiaofu carefully smeared the seeping blood onto the eye sockets of the ape head relief, as if she were painting a pair of lively eyes onto this ape head that had been sleeping for a hundred years.
As the blood seeped in, the lines of the previously blurry and indistinct ape head relief began to become clearer little by little, as if it were being slowly awakened from its slumber.
Those eyes, marked with blood, seemed to be truly open, deep and dark, silently "gazing" at the people before them.
Tang Xiaorui's eyes widened, and she subconsciously tightened her grip on Lin Feng's hand.
Tang Xiaofu maintained her composure. As the blood completely seeped into the ape head's eye sockets, she slowly took a step back, looked up and stared directly at the ape head relief, her lips slightly parted.
This is the second step in opening the entrance to the ancient tomb: incantation activation.
Her voice was low and hoarse, with a strange rhythm.
After muttering for a while, he finally said something that Lin Feng could understand.
"In the year of Bingchen, at Fengshan, a white ape guarded the gate. Now, I return to the covenant with my blood and call upon my lord with my voice."
The moment the last note faded, a very low and distant response came from behind the stone wall.
Just as everyone was in shock, the ring held in the mouth of the ape-head relief moved slightly, making a soft "click" sound.
Tang Xiaofu immediately took out a strangely shaped short knife from her waist.
The short knife is dark in color, with an uneven blade that tapers slightly at the end, resembling a uniquely shaped key.
This is the third step in opening the entrance to the ancient tomb: using tools as the key.
Tang Xiaofu gripped the twisted dagger tightly, walked to the ape head relief, carefully aimed the tip of the dagger at the ring held in the ape head's mouth, and steadily inserted it into the ring.
Immediately, she gripped the hilt and turned it half a circle to the left. With a soft "click," the blade trembled slightly, as if triggering an internal mechanism.
She turned the hilt of the knife a quarter turn to the right, and there was another soft click, the vibration becoming even more pronounced.
Finally, she turned a full circle to the left again. This time, the "click" sound became clearer and heavier, and the vibration of the blade became more intense.
As the final turn came to a stop, Tang Xiaofu slowly released her grip on the hilt of the knife.
Just then, a dull, heavy sound of mechanisms meshing came from inside the low hill.
"Boom—boom—"
The voice was deep and powerful, like a giant beast that had been asleep for a hundred years finally awakening and roaring inside the mountain.
Everyone instinctively took a step back. Tang Xiaorui clung tightly to Lin Feng's arm, her eyes filled with tension, yet she couldn't help but look up at the low hill in front of her.
As the mechanism clicked shut, the rock wall in front of them slowly receded, and stone dust fell from the cracks.
The entrance gradually came into view.
A stone staircase descends straight down, disappearing into the depths of darkness.
The end is nowhere in sight, and the echo is nowhere to be heard.
Lin Feng swiftly formed a hand seal with his left hand, his voice deep and solemn:
"Spirit of Wind and Snow, heed my command! White shadow traversing the heavens... appear!"
The moment the last note faded, the air in front of his palm suddenly distorted.
The airflow was like silk being torn by ice blades, with fine white frost curling up at the edges.
The next moment, a steel-blue claw emerged from the void rift, followed by massive wings covered in frost and snow, and finally, sharp, blade-like tail feathers—
A white eagle suddenly appeared on the snow-capped mountain.
A chilling sense of oppression swept over them, and everyone instantly held their breath, not daring to move an inch.
The cave entrance was narrow, so Lin Feng gestured for the white eagle to land. If it landed on his shoulder, it would be impossible to pass through.
As the white eagle landed, it flapped its wings slightly and casually raised its talons, delivering a light but firm kick to the side of the black bear beside it.
A thin layer of frost instantly formed on the spot where the kick landed.
The black bear, in pain, glared angrily and raised its paw to slap back.
Lin Feng frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "We're all on the same side, so restrain yourself."
The black bear's paw hovered in mid-air, frozen for a moment, before reluctantly retracting.
The white eagle slowly folded its wings, nodded slightly, and its arrogant expression softened by a third.
Tang Xiaorui's eyes lit up with hearts as she looked at him, and she couldn't help but whisper in admiration, "So handsome..."
Tang Xiaofu, standing to the side, was equally moved, but remained calm and composed, offering a quiet reminder:
"The summoning effect of the Snow Mountain White Eagle only lasts for ten minutes; we have to go down immediately!"
She turned to Tang Xiaorui, her tone leaving no room for negotiation: "Xiaorui, you stay at the door and don't go down!"
Tang Xiaorui pouted, but didn't refute. She just nodded vigorously, then couldn't help tug at Lin Feng's sleeve and whispered a warning:
"If you really can't win... then run!"
Lin Feng raised his hand and gently brushed the tip of her nose with his fingertips.
"I know," he said in a low voice, "I still want to have children with you."
Tang Xiaorui was stunned for a moment, her almond-shaped eyes widened suddenly, and then, like spring water with a pebble thrown in, ripples spread from the depths of her eyes.
The tips of her ears turned red first, then her cheeks.
She suddenly lowered her head, her hair slipping down from behind her ears, barely covering the burning crimson color.
"...What nonsense are you talking about!"
Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum, but the last syllable was drawn out in a soft, sweet tone, and the corners of her lips subtly curved slightly.
........................
The four members of the Fang Squad were the first to step onto the downward stone steps.
The beam of the flashlight cut through the darkness, illuminating the rough edges of the stone steps. The surface of the bluestone was covered with years of accumulated dust, and each step stirred up a fine mist of gray smoke.
Lin Feng followed closely behind.
Then came seven silent, ferocious figures.
Tang Xiaofu covered the rear, her steps silent.
Soon, the stone steps reached the bottom.
Ahead was a deep, dark passageway. When the beam of the flashlight was cast into it, it seemed as if the tip of the beam had been swallowed up by something.
After walking about twenty steps, the passageway suddenly narrowed on both sides.
The stone walls pressed inward, like the ribs of a giant beast closing together.
The fanged team members squeezed through sideways, and the beasts also found their own angles to squeeze in.
Only the black bear.
Its thick shoulder blades were stuck between the two stone walls, and its four short legs kicked wildly, but it couldn't move an inch. It was so anxious that it let out a series of muffled whimpers from its throat.
The white eagle walked behind it.
Seeing this, it stopped, tilted its head, and glanced at the round, plump buttocks.
Then raise your right claw.
--boom.
With a muffled thud, the claws struck the target squarely.
That kick was incredibly powerful, actually sending the black bear flying out of the crevice.
It rolled half a circle clumsily, landing on all fours, with a thin layer of frost already forming on a small patch of fur on its rump.
"...Awoooo ...
The black bear suddenly twisted its neck, its two front paws desperately reaching behind it, trying to scratch but unable to, spinning in circles, its bear face scrunched up like a bitter gourd, its eyes full of grievance.
Lin Feng turned around, raised his hand and placed it on the black bear's furry head, patting it gently, like patting a sulking child.
"Alright, White Eagle only resorted to this tactic to get you through quickly."
"You're tough and have high defense; you're the tank for our team. This pain is just a tickle to you, isn't it?"
The black bear let out a low whimper, nudged his palm with its head, and finally quieted down.