"Zha zha zha..."
Within the corpse qi, Prince Gumuo let out a sound, and the scraping of iron against the ground could be heard.
The metallic clang was incessant.
"Boss, have you ever seen some fool die wearing armor and carrying a saber?"
"As if anyone would like your corpse."
Fatty unleashed a torrent of complaints, clearly quite angered by this.
Gradually, the corpse qi dispersed, revealing a figure over two meters tall, clad in armor that appeared to be made of gold. The armor covered him completely, including a headpiece, protecting him thoroughly.
Only his face and eyes were exposed.
In Prince Gumuo's hand, a large saber materialized, and a recurve bow was slung across his back.
He looked exactly like the depiction on the mural by the entrance when they had first come in.
"Old Hu, I suspect, if he could, he might have even buried his horse with him."
Fatty scurried over to Hu Bayi and said, feeling he couldn't be of much help, so he simply stood aside.
"Qilin, I'll cover your attacks, you stab his eyes with your saber."
Zhang Tian glanced at Zhang Qilin and said softly. Zhang Qilin nodded slightly, and then the figures of Zhang Tian and Zhang Qilin had already charged forward.
Since his last breakthrough, Zhang Qilin hadn't tested his true strength, and now was an opportunity.
Zhang Tian also had this predicament: possessing skills but no place to use them. Now that there was a shield, he could hone his abilities.
If Prince Gumuo knew he was that shield, one wonders what he would think.
"Zha zha."
Prince Gumuo's head turned towards Zhang Tian and the others. Zhang Tian, who was over 1.8 meters tall, was still shorter than him. As expected of a great khan of the grasslands, this height probably wasn't even considered particularly tall.
"Imperial Thunder Thousand Forms, Thunder Come!"
Zhang Tian drew a talisman with his peach wood sword, and a thunder talisman was formed. Above his head, countless thunderclouds gathered, and lightning converged overhead.
"Roar!"
Prince Gumuo still retained some of the intelligence from his living days, such as combat experience.
Seeing Zhang Tian make a move, he wasted no more time. His body was surprisingly more agile than Zhang Tian had anticipated, and he charged directly at Zhang Tian, his saber flashing like a ghost.
"Clang!"
A crisp ringing sound of clashing sabers echoed as the Lu Shang King's sword met the large saber, emitting a faint hum. Simultaneously, due to the force, a section of the ground beneath Zhang Tian's feet was indented.
"Zha zha."
Prince Gumuo spat corpse qi from his mouth, his hollow eyes fixed on Zhang Tian.
"Holy shit, really..."
"Say, boss, if this guy had gone against the American Dynasty back then, and just tanked machine guns and cannonballs, wouldn't he have been invincible?"
Fatty's train of thought veered off again.
If this land tank had gone to the battlefield, it would have been unstoppable.
"Stop talking so much. His helmet is gone, so it should be easier to deal with. We can't just sit here and wait. While boss is fighting him, we should quickly check out the coffin."
"There might be clues."
Hu Bayi said, and Fatty nodded in agreement.
"Right, where's Miss Yang?"
Fatty looked around.
Not far away, Shirley Yang was setting up explosives. If Zhang Tian and the others couldn't win, Shirley Yang intended to blow up the tomb so everyone could escape together.
"Good heavens, Old Hu, I think you should stop being rebellious in the future, or you might get blown up."
Fatty's mouth twitched upon seeing this.
"Stop lamenting, let's go over there quickly."
Hu Bayi said, and he and Fatty crept towards the coffin.
Meanwhile, Zhang Tian and Zhang Qilin were sternly facing this entity.
Zhang Tian gave Zhang Qilin a gesture, and Zhang Qilin nodded.
They both simultaneously targeted the entity's head.
Since the helmet was broken, the head was the best point of attack.
"No wonder Princess Loulan didn't like him. Even in death, his facial structure is truly unsightly."
Zhang Tian looked at Prince Gumuo and shook his head slightly.
Prince Gumuo's face was extremely ugly, his face was lopsided, like an eggplant.
Who would like that?
"Roar!"
Prince Gumuo let out an enraged roar, clearly provoked.
His saber swung directly towards Zhang Qilin. Thunder arcs gathered above, and before Prince Gumuo could reach Zhang Qilin, heavenly lightning struck.
It hit his head, and black smoke billowed from Prince Gumuo's head, but the effect wasn't very significant.
Zhang Qilin seized the opportunity, and the Black Gold Ancient Saber flashed with a blade aura. The dark blade aura struck Prince Gumuo's head.
Without protection, Zhang Qilin's strength could reach two hundred percent.
The blade aura cut a one-centimeter-wide gash on Prince Gumuo's head.
It directly split his head in two.
"Truly powerful."
Seeing this, Zhang Tian was somewhat astonished. Was this the realm beyond Grandmaster?
However, after Zhang Tian's exclamation, the wound on the head instantly healed, and Prince Gumuo's large saber transformed into a longbow.
This fellow still had some intelligence. Knowing he couldn't defeat Zhang Tian and the others in close combat, he decisively chose the longbow.
At this moment, Hu Bayi had seized the opportunity and reached the coffin.