"Why am I watching this so tensely? I deeply feel what it means to be at loggerheads..."
"You're right, but I really want to know, is this thing being controlled by something?"
"But there are only weapons here, and I don't see anything else?"
"Could it be... ghosts? No way?"
...
The dean and the other professors didn't expect these weapons to prevent Wolf King and the others from touching Ding Qin...
This was a huge surprise to them.
"But why are these weapons like this? What's going on?"
Professor Wen frowned, his eyes filled with undisguised shock.
"I don't know, we can only ask Zhou Lin, maybe he knows."
Professor Hu was also shocked. This situation was unprecedented in history. He had never seen a treasured sword move on its own.
The dean and the other professors and experts looked at these sharp swords, and all felt a chill down their spines. If they were pierced, wouldn't they become bloody holes?
Thinking about this, they all felt uneasy.
Inside the tomb.
Zhou Lin watched these weapons. He saw Wolf King put down Ding Qin and then slowly return to his position.
The entire side chamber fell into an eerie silence.
But the entire space was filled with tension.
It wasn't for any other reason, but because the rack where Cao Hao was placed was constantly trembling, and it seemed to be getting worse.
"What's wrong with this Cao Hao?"
Professor Lin swallowed hard, asking in confusion.
"This is probably why they don't want us to touch Ding Qin, right?"
Elder Tang was silent for a moment. Judging by Wolf King's actions, it seemed they didn't want them to touch Ding Qin.
But they weren't touching Ding Qin anymore, so why was Cao Hao acting up?
This was very strange.
Just as everyone was wondering, they saw Cao Hao suddenly fly up from the rack and then hover in mid-air.
Finally, Cao Hao hovered in mid-air, with a man in armor beside him, just a phantom, wearing a helmet.
Then, the man held Cao Hao in his hand and pointed his sword at Wolf King opposite him.
And with a sudden turn of the sword, before anyone could react, the man in armor suddenly soared into the air and instantly attacked towards Wolf King.
Seeing this, Wolf King's expression turned cold. He took out his dagger and then engaged in a duel with this bronze sword.
Clang~
The sound of weapons clashing echoed throughout the side chamber. Wolf King's dagger had a mark on it.
It was a notch.
It was clear that Wolf King's dagger was no match for Cao Hao.
The moment the man attacked, phantoms appeared beside the surrounding weapons. Phantoms wearing armor and holding weapons hovered in the air.
Their gazes were all fixed on Cao Hao's situation opposite them.
It was as if they were waiting for a result.
The Taoist priest, the historian, the biologist, and the security personnel behind them hid to the side.
A clearing was left in the middle, and they watched Wolf King duel with the phantom.
The security personnel quickly protected the professors and participants behind them.
Zhou Lin, however, paid no attention to that. He stood aside and watched the general and Wolf King fight with great interest.
This was a rare and exciting show.
"Go, go Wolf King, victory is yours..."
Zhou Lin shouted from the side, enjoying the spectacle.
Elder Tang and Professor Lin looked at Zhou Lin speechlessly.
At such a time, he still had the mood to watch a show?
"Little friend Zhou Lin, do you know what's happening? Why is this happening? Who is this phantom?"
Elder Tang, adhering to the principle of asking if you don't know, pressed for answers.
But Zhou Lin then held up five fingers.
"Fifty thousand per question, and I'll tell you."
Zhou Lin's eyes gleamed with the light of calculating money.
Seeing this, Elder Tang's mouth twitched. How greedy had this kid become? Was he asking for a beating?
"Mr. Zhou Lin? If you keep extorting us like this, our entire archaeological academy might go bankrupt."
Professor Lin knew Elder Tang's intentions and quickly explained.
"Then ten thousand? No less, or I'll lose money."
Zhou Lin changed from five fingers to one.
"Deal. Even if they don't give you, I will. Hurry up and tell me, what is this phantom?"
The Taoist priest, before Professor Lin and Elder Tang could speak, agreed first.
Anyway, as long as Zhou Lin was here, they would survive. Once they got out, they would have fifty million, so he didn't lack ten or twenty thousand. It was better to clarify things.
Elder Tang and the other participants looked at the Taoist priest's boldness and couldn't help but give him a thumbs-up.
Amazing, money makes a difference.
"This phantom is Meng Tian, the owner of Cao Hao, but it's only the outline of Meng Tian."
Zhou Lin watched Cao Hao's treasured sword duel with Wolf King, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
This was the first great general of the Qin Dynasty.
He protected everything for the emperor until his death, including the 'foundation' of this Great Qin.
"What does that mean?"
The historian still asked, not understanding.
"That's because... these phantoms are sword souls. They appear before people according to the appearance of their masters."
"Sword souls are things that appear after long periods of killing. After years of accumulation, it's normal for them to appear here."
"They also act according to their master's mood."
As Zhou Lin thought about this, he suddenly understood the intention of the First Emperor.
These soldiers and generals served the Great Qin in their lives, and these weapons were the same. Naturally, there were also divisions of rank.
"What do you mean by acting according to the master's mood?"
The biologist was confused.
"That is to protect 'Ding Qin', which is to protect the First Emperor. This is their duty."
As soon as Zhou Lin finished speaking, everyone suddenly understood.
No wonder these weapons would take action when Wolf King touched Ding Qin, and Cao Hao was the same.
A sense of horror instantly surged in everyone's hearts.
Everyone clenched their fists excitedly, their eyes full of shock as they looked at these sword souls.
What kind of belief was needed to manifest such sword souls?
In the live broadcast room.
"Damn, I really think the First Emperor was fortunate. He was supported by thousands of people in his life, and after his death, he had these sword souls protecting him. This is the legendary loyalty until death?"
"Holy crap, now that you say it, I want to buy a treasured sword. If I die, it can guard my tomb or something, which is also good."
"Stop dreaming. When you die, you'll just be a small grave mound. What will be in your tomb? Besides bone ash, what else?"