As Zhang Tian arrived beside the expert team, Fatty and the others also showed up one after another.
"Boss, you were so cool, slicing off the monster's head with one sword strike. Even Commander Li back then wasn't as cool as you."
Fatty let out a fragrant spicy fart.
"Professor Li, are you alright?"
Shirley Yang spoke up from the side.
Her gaze was filled with concern as she looked at Professor Li.
After all, she had collaborated with Professor Li before, so they were acquainted.
Professor Li gently placed the deceased Wangcai, whom he was holding, on the ground.
"I'm fine. Alas, I didn't expect another person to die this time."
Professor Li shook his head and sighed with some sadness.
The mortality rate was simply too high, and death came too quickly. Wangcai, who had been talking to him just moments ago, was now gone from the world in the blink of an eye.
"Alas, Professor Li, this place is very dangerous. Deaths are common. Please accept my condolences."
Shirley Yang spoke again.
At this moment, a young man named Xiaoguang asked once more.
"Are you Master Zhang?"
Since Zhang Tian hadn't replied earlier, Xiaoguang, feeling curious, inquired again.
This time, Zhang Tian directly replied.
"Yes, I am."
Seeing Zhang Tian's acknowledgment, Xiaoguang was somewhat surprised.
"I never expected it to be you. Your methods are truly incredible. I didn't realize our Beili had such hidden talents."
As Xiaoguang spoke, Zhang Tian's power, displayed mid-air, continued to flash through his mind.
That kind of strength was simply too immense. A single sword strike that decapitated the monster – even a celestial being would be no match for it.
Zhang Tian remained silent, his gaze fixed on Professor Li on the ground.
"If you don't mind, I can help you cremate him."
Zhang Tian said.
Professor Li gently placed Wangcai on the ground.
He slowly nodded.
"Please do. Wanda's wish was to find a great tomb, and now he has. I want to take him back."
Professor Li spoke.
He took out a small urn from his backpack.
Zhang Tian understood his intention. With a wave of his hand, a ball of flame appeared.
Under the astonished gazes of Professor Li and Xiaoguang, Zhang Tian casually tossed the flame, and it began to burn.
Soon, Wanda's body turned into a pile of ashes.
Then, with another wave of his hand, the urn was opened, and the ashes entered it of their own accord.
On the scene.
[So f***ing awesome, how did that whisk turn into a great sword?]
[Is Zhang Tian now infinitely close to a legendary immortal?]
[Hovering in the void, and then a golden light appears with a single strike – if this isn't an immortal, then what is?]
[Wait, did you forget something? This is still the Zhang Tian from a hundred years ago. Now it's a century later, how strong must Zhang Tian be?]
[Holy crap, I forgot while watching the flashback. A hundred years have passed; Zhang Tian's strength must have increased by several levels.]
For a moment, everyone present was filled with curiosity about Zhang Tian's cultivation.
Since learning that cultivation was possible, countless people had harbored aspirations.
And Zhang Tian, as the world's strongest figure, naturally garnered immense attention.
Especially the current extent of Zhang Tian's team's strength – no one knew.
At this moment, the one who cared the least about Zhang Tian's strength was probably the biologist.
The biological expert on the scene was utterly beside himself.
"What the f***, are you crazy? Decapitating an ancient creature with one strike?"
"This is a precious specimen, and it was even alive. Perhaps we could uncover the mystery of human origins, whether humans are alien life forms, or creatures from Mars..."
The biological expert thought to himself.
He felt a sense of regret.
If Zhang Tian had captured this creature alive back then, perhaps humanity's biological research would have entered a new era.
"What a shame. They only know how to tomb raid and have no appreciation for the romance of biology."
The biological expert felt regretful.
Outside.
Night had fallen.
Professor Li and the others were still watching the live broadcast.
"Alas, I never imagined Grandpa encountered such a dangerous situation back then. Why didn't he write about it in his diary?"
Professor Li was perplexed.
"Academician Li probably didn't want too much information to spread, as it would cause panic."
An expert beside him said.
Professor Li nodded.
"But he kept it a secret his entire life, and we never knew. Alas, if we had known about such things earlier, perhaps our lives would have been different."
Professor Li murmured, filled with regret.
When science and Zhang Tian's Taoist arts merged, they could hardly imagine what kind of world that would be.
Perhaps the internet would no longer be filled with dancing beauties, but rather with the emergence of cultivators.
It might be a new era.
"I wonder what Grandpa saw in the tomb of the Xian King that made his diary incomplete."
Professor Li mused, and the assembled experts all turned their gaze to the television.
The duration of a trial was infinitely extended. Many viewers, unable to wait any longer, went to the restroom or for meals.
After all, watching this trial was not mandatory; people could come and go.
Therefore, those present could go for meals or sleep, depending on their own preferences.
In the picture.
Professor Li placed the urn of ashes into his backpack.
"Alas, it's a shame I didn't meet you sooner. Otherwise, perhaps I could have brought some of my classmates along."
Professor Li sighed with emotion.
"Brother Zhang, I never expected to meet you in a place like this. I am the Dean of the Beili Archaeological Institute, and everyone calls me Professor Li."
Professor Li said.
Zhang Tian nodded.
"Alright, Professor Li, I admire your courage. However, I don't want our matters to be leaked. It wouldn't be good for anyone."
"Of course, in return, I can take you along on tomb expeditions."
Zhang Tian nodded.
Professor Li looked at Zhang Tian.
Zhang Tian's intention was simple.
He wanted Professor Li to keep silent and not reveal their affairs, especially their strange abilities and the prehistoric monster.
If an ordinary person were to speak of this, they would likely not be believed.
Someone leaping dozens of meters into the air and unleashing a golden light with a single strike – speaking of it might get one labeled as a madman.
But Professor Li was different. As an archaeological academician, his words carried a certain degree of credibility.
Professor Li took a breath and nodded.
He knew that if he wanted to see ancient tombs now, he would have to rely on Zhang Tian and his group.
It was practically impossible for him and another person to enter a tomb alone.
As a condition, keeping silent was something Professor Li could accept, as revealing such matters would not benefit him either.
"Yes, I can accept that, but I have one condition."
Professor Li nodded.
Zhang Tian gestured for Professor Li to speak.
"It's like this. We are archaeologists, after all. We need to take back a few cultural relics, to honor our comrades who came with us."
Professor Li was very serious.
"Of course, you can. We only take what we need. All other cultural relics can be yours."
Zhang Tian readily agreed.
Professor Li nodded.
"Good, I agree. Thank you for being willing to take us along."
Professor Li expressed his sincere gratitude.
Zhang Tian waved his hand and said nothing further.
His gaze shifted to the distance.
The colossal Hui Mang had died, its blood staining the lake red. Zhang Tian also spotted some strange insects in the distance, feeding on the blood.
"Could it be that there are other things in the lake?"
Zhang Tian frowned slightly.
This lake was becoming increasingly dangerous.