Chapter 1016: The Prophet's Hand Points the Way! Toward the True Coffin!

At present, only Yang Lu was still able to maintain a shred of composure; upon seeing the situation, he truly did not know how to choose, and the expressions of the other three changed drastically.

They hoped the omen Zhang Lin had mentioned would appear quickly.

Yang Lu forced herself to maintain that absolute composure, because only in such a situation could the most correct judgment be made.

By the time stones had already begun falling from the dome, those stones striking a person's body would surely send them the same way as Xu Lang.

Wherever they hit, that spot would be ruined!

Yang Lu took a deep breath; a sudden flash of inspiration struck her mind, and she glanced at Mr. Zhao. At that moment, no one urged her on, and she then looked toward the prophet.

Almost at the very same moment, Zhang Lin inside the Crescent Moon Restaurant also said, "This is the guidance I mentioned. Pay attention to the prophet's hand."

Zhang Lin still spoke in that unhurried tone at this moment.

He believed that even in such an extreme environment, Yang Lu would certainly be able to make a judgment and find the correct path.

The crowd looked at the prophet's hand, and finally understood why he pointed one hand at the sky and one at the earth.

This was a directional guide, and the direction his hand now pointed toward was precisely an intersection.

The officials hurriedly tried to make a phone call to report the matter.

The reason Zhang Lin had not made such a judgment at the very beginning was that he did not know in what form this language would appear.

At present, none of the mechanisms followed any corresponding pattern; all of this came from that stroke of fate, and it was also the prophet's own ability.

Although the prophet could not see the full picture of the future, the Xiangyingde Society would make some precise judgments, only at certain fine points.

It was precisely these details that decided everyone's life and death!

This was what they had to face at present!

By the time the officials got their call through, it was already too late in the process.

Yang Lu didn't even pick up the phone; the moment she saw the hand, she immediately reacted and said loudly, "Go that way! The prophet is pointing at that opening."

Hearing this answer, the other three, who had been tense, immediately breathed a sigh of relief and, without hesitation, ran straight in that direction.

Wang Kaixuan grabbed Mr. Zhao with one hand and lifted him right up. Mr. Zhao was still struggling, and Yang Lu, seeing this, swung her hand and delivered a slap.

That slap had to be said was truly vicious—a backhand blow that directly knocked this Mr. Zhao unconscious.

They ran straight along that opening, and the final image left to the livestream camera was a boulder, possibly weighing over a hundred tons, crashing down and shattering the previous coffin, along with two dried corpses.

Everything seemed to return to calm, but everyone knew this was fundamentally a matter of hanging one's head on a belt loop.

Zhang Lin, seeing this scene, couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

It had to be said that even a moment ago, part of his composure had been deliberately feigned.

Zhang Lin understood one thing: if even he appeared extremely solemn at this moment, then the audience above the Crescent Moon Restaurant, as well as those watching the livestream including the officials, would have their hearts leap entirely into their throats.

At that time, before the Second Archaeology Team had even encountered any accident, these livestream viewers might be the first to experience some kind of situation—and that was not what Zhang Lin wanted to see.

Just as the Second Archaeology Team pressed forward, someone above the Crescent Moon Restaurant suddenly raised a hand and asked, "Mr. Zhang, is the reason you didn't make a corresponding judgment earlier because all of this was the prophet's omen?"

Zhang Lin first nodded, then shook his head with a slight smile. They had expected Zhang Lin to continue explaining as he usually did, but immediately afterward Zhang Lin did not continue this topic.

Instead he said, "Next, the scene you've been looking forward to will happen. The place they are heading toward will no longer carry any corresponding risk."

"At the end of the road, they will directly see the coffin of the Queen of Jingjue, and there, accompanying them, will be the greatest crisis of this entire expedition! As long as they get through it, then every answer they want will appear before their eyes."

Actually, in their view, the answer Zhang Lin spoke of had, at times, already ceased to be important.

The key was whether they could actually find those things, and everything was in Zhang Lin's rhythm. Since he chose to change the subject, the people inside the Crescent Moon Restaurant did not stubbornly press the question further.

After all, the situation regarding that inauspicious cave had already passed; what they needed to face next was that ultimate challenge—the coffin of the Queen of Jingjue.

And everyone also believed that, since so many strange situations had already occurred before, when facing the ultimate challenge afterward, it certainly would not be too easy.