Tang Lao's face suddenly changed upon seeing this, his gaze on Zhou Lin's figure becoming even more anxious. He couldn't dodge now; would he have to endure it head-on?
And that centipede, what kind of creature was it? How could it have such a mind? And to ambush?
"Don't worry, Zhou Lin will be fine. His body is unlike ordinary people. We could die, and he wouldn't be harmed."
Professor Lin said this, but his heart was far from at ease. To say he wasn't nervous would be a lie.
Especially with such a visual impact, it was incredibly difficult to ignore.
"But... this creature is truly ruthless and vengeful. What is this? Holding a grudge? Zhou Lin ambushed it just now, and now it's retaliating with an ambush so quickly?"
The Professor of Metaphysics, witnessing the centipede's agility, was inwardly astonished. Its mind worked so fast, devising a counter-strategy so quickly.
In the live stream.
"Holy crap, this is incredible! If it hits him, he's dead!"
"Shut up! Our boss won't die like this. We'd die before he does."
"But this thing is so huge and heavy. If it smashes down, will the boss really be okay?"
"Have faith in the boss. He'll be fine."
...
Inside the tomb.
Zhou Lin saw the heavy tail and, with a thought, vanished into thin air once more.
The centipede was too late to retract its tail and could only watch as it was slammed forcefully against the wall.
A deep pit appeared on the wall, with dust and debris splashing up.
"Are you looking for me?"
Zhou Lin's voice suddenly appeared behind the centipede.
As the centipede turned, the staff in Zhou Lin's hand was raised high.
*Bang!!*
The staff landed squarely on the centipede's head, a cracking sound echoing from its skull.
"Roar..."
The centipede suddenly let out a roar, its massive body writhing uncontrollably. Zhou Lin then chanted a mantra, and his figure vanished again.
When Zhou Lin reappeared, the staff struck the centipede's body.
Adhering to the principle of striking when the enemy is down, Zhou Lin maximized the effectiveness of his ambushes.
Tang Lao, Professor Lin, the Professor of Metaphysics, the mercenaries behind them, and the archaeological team members watched in stunned silence.
Zhou Lin was like a phantom, appearing here one moment and there the next. Each time he appeared, the centipede king was being beaten savagely by Zhou Lin.
The entire space was filled with the centipede king's pained cries, the sound of bones breaking, and the thud of Zhou Lin's staff hitting the centipede king.
Hearing Zhou Lin's ruthless blows, Tang Lao and Professor Lin felt a pang of sympathy for the centipede king.
Why did you have to ambush in the first place? It would have been so much simpler to just be subdued by Zhou Lin. Now, you have multiple fractures all over your body. Truly tragic.
"I'm starting to worry more about the centipede king than Zhou Lin. This kid really does like to double-cross."
Professor Lin deeply regretted his earlier worry for Zhou Lin. It was completely unnecessary.
"You're right. Do you think this centipede king regrets angering Zhou Lin?"
Tang Lao's mouth twitched, and he glanced at Zhou Lin's figure.
To be honest, these blows were quite satisfying, quite exhilarating.
With Zhou Lin's relentless assault, the centipede king's head was finally crushed by Zhou Lin's final blow.
Red viscous fluid flowed out. As this fluid hit the ground, it began to emit red smoke, corroding the floor.
The remaining smaller centipedes, witnessing the demise of their king, began to scatter in all directions.
In an instant, they were gone.
The entire space fell into an eerie silence.
However, Zhou Lin bent down, grabbed one of the centipede king's legs, and dragged it towards Tang Lao, Professor Lin, and the Professor of Metaphysics.
"Professors, Tang Lao, take whichever piece you fancy."
Zhou Lin casually released the centipede king's leg.
Upon seeing the colossal creature, the Professor of Metaphysics' mouth twitched. This thing was big enough to bury him.
Was it that casual?
Tang Lao and Professor Lin first glanced at the giant centipede king, then deferred the decision to the Professor of Metaphysics, who was most fond of and in most need of such a specimen.
But Zhou Lin still had to ask about the method of his disappearing and reappearing.
"Zhou Lin, how did you disappear just now? That ambush was incredible!"
Professor Lin looked at Zhou Lin and gave him a thumbs-up, deeming it more useful than any other tool.
"It's a basic Daoist illusion technique. It looked like I disappeared, but in reality, I just moved very fast, and you didn't notice."
Zhou Lin naturally wouldn't tell the truth. If he did, wouldn't he be handing himself over to be studied? That wouldn't do at all.
"That staff... what material is it made of? It's so sturdy. The centipede king was huge, and its bones were very hard. How could your staff shatter them?"
Tang Lao was still somewhat shocked by the staff Zhou Lin held.
"It's Wujin, a gift from my master. He said it was modified, but I don't know how. So... please don't ask me."
Zhou Lin said this and put away his staff.
The mercenaries and archaeological team members, seeing Zhou Lin's high level of skill, began to feel envious.
Such abilities were enough to venture into tombs alone.
"You should focus on what to take out later. This thing is so large, you should study it."
Zhou Lin, seeing them all staring at him, shifted the topic.
Following this, they began to discuss which part of the centipede king's flesh to take out.
In the live stream.
"Holy crap, the boss is amazing! Was that an illusion technique? How could it be so incredible?"
"Wow, can I say I want to learn it too? Isn't that similar to invisibility?"
"How can there be invisibility in this world? It must be an illusion technique. I think illusion techniques are more plausible because I've actually seen them in a Taoist temple. Unfortunately, the master at that temple was over eighty years old."
"So, does this mean the boss is the pinnacle of the Taoist world? To have such abilities at such a young age?"
"I think the boss is my ultimate goal. He's the man I want to marry, the only one who can match me."
"Hmph, you're dreaming. Who's matching whom? Look at yourself, are you worthy of the boss?"
"Exactly! The boss is also my ideal man. You're not allowed to snatch him away."