"That, Brother Kaixuan, your candle flame is quite strange. Was it always this color?"
Wang Banyue looked at the candle on the ground emitting a green light and couldn't help but ask.
The fatty scratched his head; he didn't know what was going on either.
"Uh, maybe it's some dust in the air causing it. Don't worry."
The fatty stammered.
"This is a technique commonly used by Mojin Xiaowei back in the day. When the lamp goes out, the person leaves. When the lamp changes, it signals danger. I didn't expect you, my disciples, to understand these things."
Daoist Shanhe squinted his eyes.
"Master, I didn't expect you to know so much. Fatty and I learned this from Lao Da."
The fatty chuckled, and they began to chat.
Meanwhile, on Zhang Tian's side.
As the formation shifted deeper.
The pattern of the first star line on the floor became increasingly clearer.
And on the ground, the scattered star lines, as Zhang Tian and Hu Bayi continuously changed their positions, transformed into several celestial constellations.
Zhang Qilin did not participate; he vigilantly watched the ceiling.
Just as Zhang Tian and the other were about to decipher the first star line, Zhang Qilin clearly saw the Black Gold Ancient Coffin above shake noticeably.
"Hmm?"
Zhang Qilin frowned slightly, his Black Gold Ancient Saber already in hand.
As the coffin shook, the surrounding killing intent grew more intense.
"That little guy in black armor, is he with you too? Why does he always look like he's not saying anything?"
Daoist Shanhe's gaze was fixed on Zhang Qilin, who was at the center of the formation.
The coffin above was shaking, yet at this moment, the young man remained motionless.
In this situation, he was either arrogant or very confident.
"Second Brother is very strong. Master, you don't need to worry about him. You should worry about yourself. Your bones are so frail, even my Mistress would weep if she saw you."
The fatty looked him up and down.
Well, he probably didn't think any woman would want a husband like this.
"You brat, how are you talking to your master? You'll get fifty strokes when we get back!"
Daoist Shanhe's body trembled, clearly angered by the fatty.
"First star line broken!"
"Rumble!"
As Zhang Tian's voice fell, the coffin above made a sound of its lid hitting the wall.
The next moment, a beam of light shot out from the coffin like a shooting star.
As the beam of light appeared, a powerful pressure descended, making it difficult for Zhang Tian and Hu Bayi to even breathe.
"Such immense power. Is this the strength of the one inside?"
Zhang Tian murmured, gaining some understanding of the entity within the coffin.
"Slash!"
Seeing this, Zhang Qilin did not hesitate and swung his Black Gold Ancient Saber down.
Instantly, the black light, which could have destroyed the entire tomb chamber, landed on Zhang Qilin's ancient saber.
"Sizzle."
The ancient saber collided with the beam of light, producing dazzling sparks. At the same time, Zhang Qilin's feet, due to the immense force exerted, developed a deep pit.
"Bang!"
Zhang Qilin increased his force, swung his Black Gold Ancient Saber, and the beam of light was deflected onto the wall.
Zhang Qilin only managed to catch his breath a few times.
"It was this beam of light that ambushed me."
"But this young man, with just a saber, managed to block that attack. This..."
Daoist Shanhe swallowed, this strength was likely superior to his own.
After all, he wasn't confident he could block this attack without injury.
"Does that little guy have a sect?"
Daoist Shanhe asked the fatty with great interest.
"Yes, he's from the same sect as Lao Da. Don't worry, Master, you still have me."
The fatty nodded and patted his chest.
"What a waste! Why are all the geniuses not met by me first..."
Daoist Shanhe was heartbroken. Zhang Qilin was so powerful, and yet he belonged to Master Yimei.
This made Daoist Shanhe extremely envious.
"How is it?"
Zhang Tian looked at him with concern.
Zhang Qilin shook his head slightly.
"It's nothing. I can block these attacks."
"His strength should be about the same as mine."
Zhang Qilin said slowly.
"Above Grandmaster?"
Zhang Tian murmured, his heart settling. With this, this tomb was not as difficult as imagined.
"Then be careful. We'll break the formation as quickly as possible."
Zhang Tian said, exchanged a glance with Hu Bayi, and they buried themselves in their work.
As Zhang Tian broke the formation, at the scene.
[Haha, I bet Daoist Shanhe is envious to death of himself.]
[If Daoist Shanhe knew that Zhang Tian was also a genius, and that he cultivated formations, divination, and even Taoist magic, what would his expression be?]
[This golden dragon is so magnificent. If it still existed today, it would definitely be a tourist attraction!]
[Brother, this is in the land of Fuji. If it were a tourist attraction, it would be bringing glory to Fuji.]
[At least it's not in the land of Kimchi. If it were, then Kimchi country would probably claim the five thousand years of culture.]
[You really understand Kimchi country.]
The live audience also became excited upon seeing the golden dragon.
Things they had only seen in dreams had actually appeared in reality.
"Sect Leader Zhang, this helmet is really well invented. It's so detailed. I can't even remember some of these details."
Wu Tianzhen sat on the judge's bench and exclaimed.
"It was indeed made well. It's a shame it was used on Lao Da the first time."
Hu Bayi shook his head.
If it hadn't been used on Zhang Tian, Hu Bayi might have been a little more interested.
"By the way, Elder Wu, I'm sure you have many stories. Since we parted ways, your adventures have continued. When we met again, you were already a Grandmaster."
"You must have encountered many things. If possible, I'd really like to see your memories."
Hu Bayi smiled.
He was a little curious.
After all, his growth process was basically linked to Zhang Tian's, so what Zhang Tian could see was essentially Hu Bayi's own.
But Wu Tianzhen's story was unknown.
"When the opportunity arises, I'll let Elder Hu have a look too."
Wu Tianzhen smiled. By now, he had long lost his youthful immaturity.
Instead, he appeared more composed and calm.
As the conversation ended, the screen continued.
On the screen, as time passed, the coffin seemed to shake even more violently.
Especially when Zhang Tian and Hu Bayi were deciphering the third star line, the coffin lid almost flipped open.
The entire golden dragon trembled.
"Boom boom boom."
Above, there were continuous sounds from within the coffin.
The pressure was immense, but Zhang Tian and Hu Bayi did not stop breaking the formation.
Because, with only one more star line, they could form three constellations.
Once three constellations were completed and formed a killing formation, the formation would be broken.
"That thing above, it feels like it's going to jump out at any moment."
Wang Banyue said worriedly.
"Second Brother looks a bit strained. Damn it, Fatty is going to help."
The fatty, seeing that Zhang Qilin was slightly struggling, began to move forward to help.
After all, the attacks from the coffin occurred every ten seconds, and Zhang Qilin had blocked at least ten times. Under such intensity, his body would surely be unable to endure.
"Lao Da, the final step, from the south, fire; dust settles!"
At this moment, Hu Bayi and Zhang Tian had reached the final step.
Looking at the last few star-patterned bluestones under their feet, Zhang Tian and Hu Bayi moved almost simultaneously.
At this time, the fatty also reached Zhang Qilin's side.
"Second Brother, I'll block for a while, you rest."
The fatty said, positioning his turtle shell towards the coffin above.
"Can it work?"
Zhang Qilin hesitated.
This fatty wasn't very strong; he didn't know if he could handle it.
"Don't worry, Second Brother. A man can't say he can't. Feifei would know this better."
"Here it comes!"
As the fatty joked, his expression suddenly became serious, and he simultaneously aimed his turtle shell at the black light.
A pressure descended, and the fatty was almost knocked to the ground.
Zhang Qilin looked at the fatty in front of him, took a breath, and knew that if the fatty couldn't block it, he would intervene.
As the black light approached, a sense of death fell upon the fatty.
"No, Fatty has to contribute too. I can't let Second Brother bear the burden alone. Let's see if your attack is harder or my star iron is harder!"
The fatty shouted, his expression becoming more determined.
On the other side, Zhang Qilin's heart trembled at these words, feeling a warmth.
At this moment, countless people in the audience were quietly shedding tears. The fatty's moving words touched the world.