CHAPTER 234: CHAPTER 234 SAVING THE YOUNG LADY

An Yan said, "I’ve divined that they will bring us danger; it’s better to be safe than sorry."

"Oh."

Wen Ya knew An Yan could tell fortunes and obediently took out a rope from her backpack, but Luolie stopped her, "We can’t tie them up, Miss. Tying them up will affect their blood circulation, and I’m afraid they won’t be able to withstand that."

An Yan said, "If we don’t tie them up, they might attack us..."

"Attack? No, they won’t, Miss. Just look at them; they’re barely alive. How could they possibly have the strength to attack us?" Luolie stood protectively in front of He Peng. This was his comrade-in-arms; now that he had found him, he didn’t want to see him suffer any further harm. "Miss, if you’re worried, I’ll keep an eye on them and make sure they don’t make a move, alright?"

After a moment of silence, An Yan nodded. "Fine. If there’s any abnormality, don’t be soft-hearted; incapacitate them first."

"I understand, Miss."

An Yan turned her attention to the coffin in the middle. The ring is right inside.

As soon as An Yan’s fingers touched the coffin, Yezi in her mind began to shake excitedly, as though it were greeting a long-lost friend.

"Miss, I feel there’s danger inside," Wen Ya said.

An Yan nodded. "I also feel there’s danger inside."

Gu Shifang clearly put the ring inside to lure me into a trap.

Should I take the ring or not? An Yan was undecided for a moment.

At that moment, one of the bodyguards suddenly exclaimed with joy, "Miss, look! Is this a Golden Thread Worm?"

It was a slender worm, no more than a millimeter in diameter and about one to one-and-a-half centimeters long, its body shining with golden lines in the torchlight.

"It should be," An Yan confirmed.

With excitement, Wen Ge took out a glass bottle and handed it over. "Quick, put it in!"

The bodyguard took out tweezers, intending to pick up the worm. However, as soon as the tweezers touched its body, the worm exploded. There were no fragments; with a PUFF, it dissolved into a cloud of light green smoke.

An Yan was startled and quickly turned her head to look at He Peng and the others.

The instant the Golden Thread Worm exploded, all seven of them opened their eyes as if they had heard a command.

He Peng lunged at Luolie, snapping his jaws at him.

Meanwhile, the others also instantly regained their agility and pounced on the humans nearest to them.

We’ve been duped! It was that thing, the supposed Golden Thread Worm! Those who still had a spark of vitality inhaled the gas from its explosion and immediately mutated into the Living Dead!

An Yan drew her black-gold ancient saber and charged at He Peng.

But Luolie blocked her. "Miss, no! He’s one of us!"

Hearing him call He Peng "one of us" made An Yan hesitate.

Since we can’t bring ourselves to harm them, we might as well lock them up for now. With this thought, An Yan ordered, "Retreat!"

As everyone began to withdraw, trying to exit, the stone statues in the passage suddenly came to life, marching into the tomb chamber with uniform steps...

「Dawn began to break.」

Mo Shiyan was leading his men, searching up the mountain.

"Shiyan, there are broken branches here! They must have gone this way!"

"Pick up the pace."

「Over the East Sea.」

A plane was speeding towards Yuncheng.

On the plane, Li Tianyao stared at his laptop screen, which showed images of the snowy mountains. These were undeveloped areas with no signal coverage, so only a general outline could be displayed.

The route An Yan had taken was specially marked.

"Alert! Alert! A large flock of birds has appeared ahead..."

A massive flock of birds filled the sky, forming three dark clouds that converged on the airplane.

「Inside the tomb chamber.」

Stone statues stood before them, and behind were their comrades who had lost their minds.

In this critical moment, Luolie led his men in a charge toward the stone statues. "Miss An Yan, I’ll leave He Peng and the others to you! Whether you bind them or... well, it’s entirely up to you how you deal with them!"

Luolie knew that if he had firmly disagreed, Miss An Yan would likely have heeded his opinion and shown mercy to He Peng and the others. But now, showing them mercy would only put the living in an even more passive and dangerous position. So, he handed the decision over to An Yan.

Wen Ya, Wen Ge, and An Yan focused on dealing with the seven of their own who had just mutated.

Perhaps because these few had only recently mutated, their combat power was far less than that of the ones they had encountered before.

"Try not to harm them if possible!" An Yan instructed, then sheathed her black-gold ancient saber and took out her silver needles.

To allow An Yan to concentrate on these former comrades, Wen Ge and Wen Ya immediately began to create diversions, doing their best to ensure only one mutated person engaged An Yan at a time.

An Yan moved swiftly. After probing one of them with her silver needles a few times, she quickly identified their weak point.

Soon, she had successfully incapacitated the first one.

As she dashed towards the next, she suddenly saw Luolie sprinting towards the stone door.

After the stone statues had entered, the stone door began to slowly descend, seemingly trying to trap them all inside the tomb chamber.

Luolie clearly didn’t want this to happen. Just as he leaped towards the door, a stone statue blocked his path.

Caught off guard, Luolie found himself choked by the statue. No matter how he kicked or struggled, he couldn’t inflict any damage on the stone statue.

An Yan’s brow furrowed slightly. She bent down, picked up a rock, and threw it with a flick of her wrist. The rock struck the stone statue squarely in the chest.

The statue froze for a few seconds, then its body suddenly began to crumble. It seemed not to have anticipated this. It released Luolie, its hands flying up as if to hold its disintegrating body together. Unfortunately for the statue, An Yan’s strength was beyond its imagination. Before it could even try to hold itself together, the entire statue crumbled into a pile of rocks.

Simultaneously, An Yan reached the stone door. She didn’t dare use her own body to withstand the door’s pressure, knowing she couldn’t hold it. Instead, she picked up a large rock and placed it under the descending door, thinking that as long as it didn’t close completely, they would have a way out.

Unexpectedly, the massive force of the stone door crushed the rock directly into powder.

An Yan was speechless.

Alright, the stone door is beyond my control. I’d better focus on these stone statues first!

Just as she had made her way to the door, three stone statues had begun to follow her, each seemingly intent on crushing her.

Seeing this, Luolie immediately moved to help her. However, the statues seemed to anticipate his intention and swarmed him.

"Save Miss An Yan!" Luolie shouted.

Those who heard him immediately broke away from their fights to support An Yan.

But what did they see? Before they could even move, the three stone statues pursuing An Yan collapsed one by one, crumbling into piles of rubble.

This... Miss An Yan is incredible!

"Strength!" An Yan declared, dusting off her hands. "Don’t bother with finesse against them. Concentrate your power, strike their joints, and dismantle them."

In the face of absolute power, any technique is just like tickling.

"Understood!" Luolie leaped out of the melee, picked up another rock, channeled his strength into it, and hurled it with all his might.

The statue that had just swatted a comrade aside instantly had its neck shattered.

"It works!" Luolie exclaimed excitedly. "Brothers, those who can still move, keep them engaged and draw their attention! Those who are tired, fall back and rest! Provide ranged support!"

"Right!"