Chapter 426

The red thread was released, connecting the young man to his three companions.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan held the mother Luo Pan aloft in his hands.

Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng took the Luo Pan, walked forward, lowered his center of gravity, twisted his torso, coiled himself like a spring, and then quickly pivoted, released, and threw it.

The Luo Pan was thrown out.

It was thrown a great distance, and with the influence of the surrounding wind speed calculated to ensure precision.

Amidst the howling gale, a sound of piercing through the air was intermingled.

Han Han Han Han Shuting reached out his hand.

"Pa!"

He caught the Luo Pan.

At this moment, the corners of his mouth relaxed, revealing a faint smile.

The slight doubts that had previously arisen in his heart dissipated completely.

Furthermore, the trust he had given was returned in kind at this moment.

In the era he lived in, the Qin family had already declined.

But long before that, the elders always kept one phrase on their lips, used to admonish every junior who set out to walk the Jianghu, and that was:

Whenever storms arise in the Jianghu, if a Qin family member is present, then trust the Qin family's stance.

Han Han Han Han Shuting handed the mother Luo Pan to Daoist Sun, who reached out to take it and muttered:

"If it weren't for this thief, I would have almost become a sinner."

The grand formation he oversaw and designed faced the Goguryeo tomb.

If the mother Luo Pan had not been stolen, and if the formation had been adjusted to Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face outward through the dispatch, then just now, that terrifying existence could have entered completely unimpeded.

He would have essentially spent a huge sum of money to create a useless piece of performance art.

Daoist Sun looked at Han Han Han Han Shuting and asked:

"Which senior was it?"

The perspectives of the two men were different.

Even now, Daoist Sun still hadn't expected that it was the young man he had been painting a rosy picture for, hoping to lure him into becoming his own granddaughter's husband, who had stolen his Luo Pan, even though he had the strongest motive.

When he woke up, Zhai Lao was sitting beside him, holding tea, and asked kindly:

"You're awake?"

That wasn't Zhai Lao either.

Primarily, Daoist Sun knew clearly that to remove his own Luo Pan, manipulate it, and engage in a remote battle of techniques against him meant an incredibly high level of formation mastery, and the opponent also had to have studied deeply into the level of mechanism arts.

Daoist Sun naturally assumed that the person, at the very least, had to be a white-haired old man like himself, most likely one with even fewer teeth than he had.

Han Han Han Han Shuting had seen that group of people.

The one who came out to spar with him, although the style was a bit strange, definitely presented the authentic charm of the "Qin Family Guan Black Black Black Black Black Black Jiao Fa."

But the one holding the mother Luo Pan and occupying the protected main position was that young man.

Han Han Han Han Shuting had already seen them in the camp before; he had been very interested in that young man with astonishing physical potential at the time, but he had also long since seen that when this group moved through the camp, they also took that youngest young man as their lead.

Even in the absolutely safe camp, everyone walked quite loosely, yet they would still instinctively protect the young man in the middle.

Daoist Sun urged: "Han Han Han Shuting, tell me, which senior was it?"

Han Han Han Han Shuting took a breath; this senior looks about the same age as your granddaughter.

"Daoist, no one stole your Luo Pan; it was you who woke up in time, discovered it was empty, and made a timely response, blocking that evil entity outside."

Upon hearing this, Daoist Sun's mouth opened wide:

"How could I, a poor Daoist, be so shameless?"

"Since they didn't state it directly and simply took action themselves, they might not want to waste words or have a conflict with you, but it should also be that it's inconvenient to reveal their identity."

In Daoist Sun's generation, it was his junior fellow apprentice who lit the lamp in the sect.

Therefore, Daoist Sun was not as sensitive to the matter of "inconvenient to reveal identity" as Han Han Han Han Shuting.

Daoist Sun lowered his head and looked at the Luo Pan in his hand.

His cheek twitched.

He discovered that the other party had originally placed a seal on the Luo Pan, but before throwing it back to him, they had specifically unlocked the main seal, fearing he wouldn't be able to unlock it in time to use it upon receiving it—truly thoughtful.

"Boom!!!"

The second round of bombardment against the grand formation appeared.

Ordinary people were completely unaware of this "huge commotion," but there were many Jianghu figures at the large construction site; those inside the grand formation looked up at the sky, while those outside all came out of their tents and looked toward the direction of the grand formation.

Only the teams maintaining each small formation truly experienced the terrifying pressure.

They didn't know what kind of terrifying existence they were facing, being able to shake a grand formation of this level with a single person's strength.

But they had confidence in their hearts because the higher-ups had responded early, which meant the people above had long had a contingency plan and were well-prepared!

Daoist Sun: "Although my junior fellow apprentice guessed there was a big thing underneath when the first incident was investigated back then, I didn't expect it could be this big.

This grand formation probably won't be able to stop it."

Han Han Han Han Shuting turned around, facing the direction of the impact outside the grand formation.

"The more the enemy opposes, the more it proves we are doing the right thing.

Compared to being anxious and lost, now that there really is a big thing charging the formation, we know what to do.

Our mission next is:

To block it for as long as we can."

Daoist Sun: "Pinning hopes on the senior?"

Han Han Han Han Shuting: "You should be glad someone stole your Luo Pan."

Daoist Sun: "Han Han Han Shuting, do you know why you are unable to reach the Great Dao of a martial artist?"

Han Han Han Han Shuting: "Why?"

Daoist Sun poked his own forehead: "The wrinkles in your brain are too many."

Han Han Han Han Shuting was silent.

He thought of the words that person said after defeating him and pulling him up:

"You think too much; your punches aren't pure enough."

Daoist Sun's fingertips quickly manipulated the Luo Pan, and new instructions were rapidly issued, making targeted adjustments based on the opponent's charging position.

At the same time, secret orders were transmitted to the many sub-Luo Pans below through the mother Luo Pan.

This was something Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan could not do; the young man could crack the usage method but lacked the corresponding secret codebook, and more additional information could not be transmitted.

Daoist Sun transmitted three messages,

One was for the Jianghu figures within the grand formation: those with a foundation in formations should go to the nearest small formation nodes to support, and those without a foundation in formations should assemble in a specific area.

The former would go directly to act as screws, while the latter would be led by Han Han Han Han Shuting after assembling, equivalent to a fire-fighting daredevil squad during a siege, rushing to wherever a breach appeared.

One was for the Jianghu figures outside the grand formation: let them assemble according to their original groups and spontaneously head to the areas with the strongest tremors, making responses based on their own judgment.

Against a grand evil entity of this level, ordinary Jianghu figures would die no matter how many went; it was almost equivalent to serving themselves up as food.

But if there are many ants, the elephant will have to lift its foot extra to step on you, and this can also buy a little more time.

Daoist Sun did not issue this suicidal order in the strictest way; it wasn't that he was merciful, but he knew that even if such an order were stricter, those who dared to go would still go, and those who didn't dare wouldn't go anyway.

The last one was issued to everyone:

"Fellow Jianghu colleagues, the evil entity is coming aggressively; scattering like chickens and dogs might save your lives, but those who sacrifice themselves for the righteous path today will surely have that evil entity buried with us in the future!"

Daoist Sun sat cross-legged, his ten fingers split open, blood flowing like a fountain, soaking the Luo Pan, and the blood pact was concluded.

"The moment the evil entity breaks the formation is the time for this poor Daoist to ascend!"

Daoist Sun bound his own life to the grand formation; if the grand formation broke, he would die and his Dao would vanish.

Soon, sensations were transmitted from the many small formation nodes below, and many teams made the same choice through the sub-Luo Pans in their hands, binding their own lives to the small formation nodes they were at.

Transmitted along with them were oaths:

"If the formation stands, we stand; if the formation falls, we die!"

……

Inside the grand formation, the Goguryeo Ancient Burial Culture Research Camp.

Zhai Lao brewed a new cup of hot tea and sat behind his desk.

This wind was even stronger than before.

The nails pinning the tent kept making "creak, creak" sounds.

Construction should have stopped, right? How is the camp security outside? I hope there are no casualties. Has the new sample of the ore material we really want to find been discovered again……

Zhai Lao was worried about many things in his heart; he sincerely hoped this project could be completed successfully.

His shadow, under the desk lamp, stretched longer and longer, even reaching areas the desk lamp could not cover.

Zhai Lao lowered his head and took a light sip of hot water.

The strong wind once again affected the power supply; the desk lamp flickered first, then the brightness dimmed, which made Zhai Lao's complexion look dark and unreadable when he raised his head.

"This door, closed beautifully."

……

After work stopped, the equipment was all shut down; originally, one could take the elevator shaft down, but now one could only rely on the ladder on the other side to climb.

However, in order to save time, Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan chose a faster and simpler way here.

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin picked up a stone and threw it inside, his earlobes trembling slightly as he heard the echo.

He hadn't even had time to recall the physics formula, but because they were connected by the red thread, Xiao Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan Ge had already reported the actual depth answer.

Xiang Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng squatted down and took Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan onto his back.

Following that, Xiang Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng jumped straight into the well pit.

After falling for a certain amount of time, Xiang Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng thrust the Yellow River Shovel in his hand into the wall to begin slowing down.

A large amount of sparks sputtered from the Yellow River Shovel, and the temperature rose continuously until it was scalding to the touch.

Xiang Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng frowned slightly; the design and materials of this shovel were truly poor.

Although, this was already a rare, high-quality shovel on the market.

When they were about to reach the bottom, Xiang Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng opened his Qi gate and blasted a punch toward the space below.

"Hum!"

He landed steadily, though the palm of his right hand, which had been gripping the shovel, was scorched red.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan climbed down from Xiang Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng's back; Xiang Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng discarded the visibly deformed shovel, clenched his fists, and opened an air-wave barrier upward.

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin and Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Shu You, who were falling from above at the same time, used the air waves to cancel out their momentum, landing on one knee with one palm supporting the ground, then dusting off their hands after standing up.

Inside the well pit, several passages were connected, including areas from the original civil air defense project and others that had been newly excavated.

As the designer, he was able to obtain first-hand information, so Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan did not need to choose at all and pointed out a path.

Everyone walked inward.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan explained to his companions all the various interactions and schemes between himself and the entity in the "Wordless Book" during this period.

Because of the red thread connection, their thoughts were nearly transparent and open to each other.

Xiang Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng's side was as calm as an ancient well.

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin's side only had slight fluctuations, as he had already guessed most of it long ago.

Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Shu You's side had obvious tremors, because he and the Master Master Master Master Master Master Master Master Tongzi were taking turns being shocked.

Under Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan's signal, everyone moved very quickly; in any case, there was basically no danger in the areas that had already been excavated, so they could advance boldly with relative peace of mind.

Within the ancient tomb, its weakness should be hidden; the faster they found it, the smaller the sacrifice would be for those helping to block it outside.

Ahead, a patch of scattered scaffolding appeared.

It had not collapsed long ago; the flashlight shone over, and bloodstains still remained in some places, which should be the place where Wen Wen Xinhe and that group had previously suffered a setback.

The group stopped in their tracks.

Only greenhorns like Wen Wen Xinhe and Cao Cao Liwen would think this was just an unlucky accident.

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin thought to himself: "This was artificially created to target them."

But a more realistic question also arose from this: if the existence inside wanted to target them, why not just kill them outright?