"Oh, my dear mother, Grandpa was right. What's hanging on the wall isn't just a portrait, it's also a night-shining pearl."
"This must be a night-shining pearl, right? It's so green, it definitely is."
The Fatty muttered, and quickly took down the green bead from the wall.
On the walls of this tomb chamber, there were many more such beads, almost encircling the entire wall.
The Fatty was not one to hesitate and happily picked them up.
Zhang Tian, meanwhile, paid no mind to the Fatty's treasure-hunting spree. At this moment, everyone was busy cleaning out the corpses from all these coffins.
They had to damage the eighteen star coffins before Huang Shuliang could awaken.
As long as these eighteen star coffins were damaged, Huang Shuliang would no longer be able to use them to absorb the energy of the underground gold veins.
This would also provide an extra layer of safety for Zhang Tian.
Soon, right under Huang Shuliang's nose, Zhang Tian and the others cleaned out the corpses from his other coffins.
"That should be enough. Old Hu, second brother, let's put all these cultural relics into these coffins and stack them in the corner of the tomb chamber later."
"It will be easier to donate them later if needed. Remember, we are aspiring young men."
As Zhang Tian spoke, Hu Bayi and Zhang Qilin nodded.
They then proceeded to place the cultural relics into the coffins and push the coffins aside.
Strangely, after Zhang Tian had moved all of Huang Shuliang's dozen or so coffins to the corner,
Huang Shuliang still showed no signs of movement.
Only the corpse energy from the coffins seemed to be growing heavier.
"Boss, Huang Shuliang is really patient."
Hu Bayi commented from the side.
"I suspect it's not just patience, but that he's waiting for the last three sacrifices!"
Zhang Tian said. Huang Shuliang was already dead, how could he allow others to be revived?
If anyone were to be revived, it should be him.
Therefore, the witch's initial intention was misguided. She was so focused on reviving her husband, perhaps all of this was just paving the way for Huang Shuliang's awakening.
"Then, if that's the case, can't we take this opportunity to destroy him right now?"
Hu Bayi pondered and said.
"In principle, yes. For the sake of caution, I'll take a look first."
Zhang Tian said, his gaze fixed on the coffin.
Looking closely, Huang Shuliang's coffin was of the gold coffin type. In ancient times, the purity of gold extraction was not high.
Therefore, Huang Shuliang's coffin, amidst its golden hue, contained some black substance.
Within the coffin, the corpse energy seemed to have become even more intense.
"Item: Black Gold Corpse Coffin (Semi-dormant)"
"Item Description: A coffin forged from black gold, its abilities are unknown. There may be a zombie inside."
A voice echoed in his mind.
Zhang Tian did not expect that the individual inside was still in a semi-dormant state at this point.
The Red Roar from before probably didn't sleep as deeply as this guy.
"Boss, should we open the coffin?"
Hu Bayi looked at the coffin, his voice hoarse and uncertain.
"Old Hu, what do you think?"
"I feel that the chance of the person inside waking up is slim. If he were to wake up, he certainly wouldn't wait for us to open the coffin. He should have awakened while we were dealing with the previous coffins."
"Therefore, opening the coffin now should be fine."
Hu Bayi mused.
Zhang Tian surveyed the surroundings.
"He likely wants to establish his own underworld, become king, and use the eighteen constellations to seize the fortune of the gold veins and enhance his own strength."
"To be safe, Master, let's draw a formation first."
Zhang Tian said, and the Master of One Eyebrow nodded. He then proceeded to carve a formation around the coffin.
During this process, Zhang Tian did not need to intervene.
After the formation was set up, Zhang Tian nodded, and they prepared to open the coffin.
"Boss, Fatty is here."
Just as they were about to open the coffin, Fatty came trotting over with a smile on his face.
"Fatty, what were you doing just now?"
Hu Bayi asked, looking at Fatty with suspicion.
"Hehe, Fatty was just looking around and also donated some of Fatty's essence."
Fatty said, hitching up his pants.
Hu Bayi was speechless. Going to the toilet was one thing, but he had to make it sound so grand.
Fatty chuckled, and he quickly came to the front of the coffin.
"Let Fatty lift this smoking thing."
As Fatty spoke, he gave it a mighty push.
The next moment, the coffin loosened.
It was easily pushed up by Fatty.
"Everyone get ready."
Zhang Tian raised his hand, and everyone else also drew their weapons. Zhang Qilin, however, looked at the coffin before him with a calm expression.
"Watch Fatty, brute force creates miracles."
Fatty took a deep breath and then, with a mighty heave, lifted the coffin lid.
Immediately, corpse energy began to surge out from within the coffin like smoke.
The corpse energy directly rushed towards the ceiling.
It was like a cluster of rebellious dark clouds, engulfing the entire room.
"Awesome, Boss! If this stuff were placed in a dry area, could it even cause rain?"
Fatty, looking at the cloud-like black gas, couldn't help but think of the drought-stricken north.
"Fatty, that's a good suggestion."
Zhang Tian patted Fatty's shoulder. Fatty's eyes lit up as he looked at Zhang Tian.
"Boss, I knew our comrades' thoughts would align. We truly are good brothers."
Fatty seemed to have found a kindred spirit.
Zhang Tian gave him a look: "I meant the suggestion is good, but don't bring it up again."
Fatty immediately looked dejected.
At this moment, the black corpse energy within the coffin gradually dissipated.
Several people looked inside.
The coffin was about two meters long and nearly a meter wide.
The coffin exuded a strange aura from the inside out.
Within the coffin appeared a stone figure clad in a golden crown and robe, holding a whisk made of white fur.
"Good heavens, Boss, this outfit, is it a dragon robe? In this day and age, corpses can afford to wear dragon robes?"
Fatty's eyes lit up at the sight of the golden robe.
"This is a golden robe. He truly saw himself as an emperor."
Zhang Tian said indifferently. Above the corpse's head was even a golden crown, appearing extremely strange.
"This whisk looks quite peculiar."
Hu Bayi commented, looking at the whisk in the corpse's hand.
"It's made from wolf tail fur. One whisk requires at least a hundred wolf tails."
The Master of One Eyebrow also spoke with a serious expression.
Looking around the coffin again,
there were also some boxes, and even two jade pendants.
Huang Shuliang had actually left behind jade pendants as inheritance, which Zhang Tian had not expected.
Given Huang Shuliang's nature, being so arrogant and confident, even daring to build a tomb resembling the underworld,
how could he leave behind any inheritance?
Yet, here they were.
Next to the jade pendants was a wooden box, which was also peculiar.
"Boss, should Fatty strip this guy clean first?"
Fatty chuckled, a hint of a lewd smile on his face, and prepared to crawl into the coffin.
As he bent down, a green bead slipped from his backpack.
For a moment, everyone fell silent.
"Fatty, what is this?"
Hu Bayi asked slowly.
"I, I don't know..."
"I thought it looked like a night-shining pearl, so I..."
Fatty blinked.
"This seems to be a corpse-nourishing pearl..."
The Master of One Eyebrow said almost mechanically.
Instantly, Zhang Tian and Hu Bayi's faces changed.
"Fatty, you absolute idiot! Your luck is so bad! What did you bring this thing here for!"
Hu Bayi cursed Fatty.
"Old Hu, Fatty was just thinking of us. If we take some treasures back, at least we won't run out of resources."
"Besides, this little Huang corpse hasn't woken up yet..."
Before Fatty could finish his sentence, due to the corpse-nourishing pearl, the corpse inside, having absorbed the energy within the pearl,
Huang Shuliang actually sat up.
"Boss, can I say it wasn't intentional?"
Fatty blinked.
"Die, scum!"
"Everyone get ready, this thing has revived."
Zhang Tian shouted. At this moment, one of the corpse's hands had already gripped the edge of the coffin.