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For a moment, the situation in the main tomb chamber became one-sided.

The thousand-year-old zombie was hit by several silver bullets from the man in military uniform, and its head was chopped continuously by the eight-sided Han sword of a sturdy middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit. Its body was completely covered by the golden flame and silver light that restrained it very much. Within two seconds, it fell to the ground and rolled over in pain, as if it was about to meet its end.

Seeing the fierce golden flames on the zombie like a raging fire, the middle-aged man in the Zhongshan suit quickly stepped back two steps and stopped attacking with his sword, so as not to be affected by its dying struggle.

The middle-aged man in the green military uniform did not stop. Seeing his melee accomplices retreating, he raised his gun and shot a few silver bullets at the head and chest of the zombie rolling on the ground, making the intensity of the silver light not inferior to the golden flame, maintaining the maximum damage and weakening to the thousand-year-old zombie.

This went on for a minute. The roar of the desperate thousand-year-old zombie continued to echo inside and outside the main tomb chamber. It rolled back and forth on the ground, trying to extinguish the blazing golden flames and silver light on its body but was powerless. After a while, the noise of its struggle became quieter and quieter.

"This old monster is dying! Let me see him off to his final journey!"

Old Zhang, who was dressed in black, also joined the ranks of those who beat the fallen dog. He came to the door of the tomb and threw the glutinous rice and black donkey hoof in his hand at the zombie on the ground, which had been half burned and was motionless. However, after the glutinous rice and black donkey hoof touched the zombie's body, the zombie still did not react at all, as if it was really dead.

The woman in white, Master Zhao, took two steps forward and looked carefully from a distance. As a professional who knows zombies very well, she observed for two seconds and gave her judgment:

"Its aura is fading quickly. It is indeed dead."

Just as she said, the Millennium Zombie, which was in an extremely miserable state, had lost all its powerful evil energy and had become as stiff as a dead object. It was in ruins no matter how one looked at it.

The young man in a Western dress beside her was delighted when he heard this and immediately said:
"Everyone, hurry up and look for the treasure! According to the treasure map, there must be a tiger talisman in its coffin!"

As he spoke, the young man stepped forward and wanted to enter the tomb first, but Old Zhang, who was dressed in black, stopped him and said,
"Don't worry! It's better to be safe than sorry. It's best to ask Master Zhao for help! Otherwise, if a stranger approaches that thing rashly, it might be infected with the Yang Qi and resurrect!"

As soon as the veteran tomb robber finished speaking, Master Zhao, the middle-aged woman in white clothes a little ahead of them, released her bald zombie again.

She let the bald zombie walk to the dead thousand-year-old zombie, stepped on it hard, then kicked the corpse into the corner of the wall, and then controlled the bald zombie to walk towards the jade coffin to check what was inside.

"Huh? Why is it empty?"

Soon, Master Zhao discovered the problem. There was nothing in the vision that the bald zombie conveyed to her, and the jade coffin was empty.

In order to prove that she was not lying, she then controlled the extremely powerful bald zombie to lift up the jade coffin and moved it in front of everyone step by step.

After the bald zombie put the coffin down, everyone looked and found that it was exactly as she said, completely empty inside, as clean as a freshly washed washbasin.

"Why is there nothing here? Is this treasure map fake?!"

The young man in Western clothes became furious upon seeing this, and tore the yellowed silk cloth in his hand with force, showing that he was extremely disappointed with the result.

At the same time, Wang Zhifan, who was hiding outside the main tomb chamber, also looked confused. He found that he could not see the current situation clearly. The current situation was very different from what he expected.

"That thousand-year-old zombie died so hastily? It clearly had the strength to kill those people... Its death was really inexplicable, and I didn't even have time to grab its head..."

Just like the judgment of Master Zhao, the middle-aged woman in white, Wang Zhifan, who had a strong sense of perception, also judged at this moment that the thousand-year-old zombie that had been burned by the golden flames and silver light had entered death and was not pretending.

He knew very well whether someone was dead or not. Some common methods of pretending to be dead could not escape his perception at all. The current state of the thousand-year-old zombie was that he was dead, but his death was sloppy and meaningless.

However, just when he was very puzzled, he suddenly sensed something strange happening at the target location. A tiny object emerged without any warning from the broken body of the thousand-year-old zombie!

It seemed to be a miniature metal cube with patterns engraved on its surface, smaller than a peanut, but as soon as it appeared, it attacked the crowd not far away at an extremely terrifying and silent speed! The target was directly aimed at the young man in a dress who was still complaining angrily!

"Sure enough, there is something going on! That old zombie has a backup plan!"

In an instant, Wang Zhifan realized that what happened before was not over yet, and the thousand-year-old zombie must have been brewing a huge conspiracy, but he did not choose to interfere at this moment, because he wanted to find out what the old zombie's back-up plan was.

Then he saw with his radar-like perception that the metal block that had drilled out of the thousand-year-old zombie's body silently and quickly drilled into the trouser leg of the young man in the dress, then went up along the young man's trouser leg to his chest at the heart position and drilled in fiercely!
This scene happened in a very short time, and no one except Wang Zhifan had time to react. Even if others happened to see it, they would think they were dazzled, not to mention that their attention was currently focused on the coffin.

What made Wang Zhifan feel even more weird was that he clearly confirmed that the young man in the dress had his chest broken by the strange metal block, but the other party did not even make a sound, and continued to stand and talk as if nothing had happened. There was not even any blood on his chest!
"The cube has drilled into his heart and is sucking all the blood out of him!"

Wang Zhifan immediately concentrated his perception and investigated, and confirmed the truth of the matter. To put it simply, the young man in the dress had his heart taken away by the strange cube and his body was dominated by it.

Feeling that things were developing in an uncontrollable direction, he then closely observed the condition of the young man in the Western dress and found that he had not changed much from the outside.

Apart from the fact that his cheeks were slightly thinner, his face seemed a little paler, and his eyes seemed a little deeper, there was no difference in his appearance.

"This is weird... This young man's heart was replaced with something else, how come he looks fine? Could it be..."

Wang Zhifan couldn't help but be confused. He found it hard to understand how a normal human being could remain calm and not cry out in pain after encountering such a shocking change. The only reasonable explanation was that he had been completely controlled, including his personal thinking!

Shocked, Wang Zhifan, who was observing secretly, saw the young man in the dress complaining to the people around him again, and then he said:
"Well, let's leave it at that for this tomb exploration... At least we gained a valuable experience... Let's go back now, Master Zhao, please take the coffin with you."

After saying this, the young man in Western clothes showed a bored expression, and walked back the way he came, heading towards the darkness ahead.

The other people around felt a little strange when they saw this, but they didn't say much. They turned around and followed. After all, it was normal for others to be in a bad mood because they didn't find what they wanted in the end.

"Don't run so far ahead! How can you see the road clearly without even a torch?"

The sturdy middle-aged man in a Mao suit was also affected by this emotion. He frowned and scolded the young man in a Western suit, thinking that he had lost control of himself because of the temporary setback. "Oh... Thank you Uncle Qiu for reminding me."

The young man in a Western suit who had walked to the front stopped immediately after hearing this, turned around, took the torch from the strong middle-aged man he called Uncle Qiu, and then led the way back the way he came.

The sturdy middle-aged man saw all this and suddenly felt that the young man in the Western dress had become a little strange, but he did not think much about it and just thought that the young man was in a state of emotional change due to the shock.

So after a while, a group of five people, led by the young man in Western clothes in front, returned to the ground, followed by a bald zombie carrying a valuable jade coffin on his shoulder.

During this stage, Wang Zhifan continued to follow them in stealth for a while, but before the group walked out of the underground palace, he finally couldn't hold back and took the initiative to reveal his whereabouts.

Five people were walking in the middle of a passage in the underground palace. At the corner in front of them, a tall figure wearing a bamboo hat and a long sword on his waist suddenly appeared and blocked their way.

"Stop it all!"

Wang Zhifan, who suddenly appeared, spoke directly and firmly, saying that he could block five people plus a bald zombie carrying a jade coffin on his shoulder by himself.

"Who are you? What can I do for you?"

These people were immediately surprised by the person who blocked their way, and they all reflexively entered into combat mode, except for the young man in a Western dress who was leading the group in front. He looked calm, holding a torch and asking a few questions in a deep voice, as if he had known that Wang Zhifan was following nearby.

"Hehe...I should be the one asking who you are."

At this moment, Wang Zhifan, who was wearing a conical hat, did not pay any attention to the man in green military uniform who pointed a pistol at him, the middle-aged man in Zhongshan suit who drew out the eight-sided Han sword and faced him, the middle-aged woman in white with her finger on the black Yin-wu jar, the short man in black who drew the Luoyang shovel from his waist, and the bald zombie at the back who put down the jade coffin on his shoulder. All his attention was focused on the young man in Western clothes in the front.

"I am just a young explorer. Please give me some convenience."

Facing Wang Zhifan's aggressive gaze, the young man in Western dress remained calm, which was inconsistent with his original temperament. He spoke to Wang Zhifan in front of him with a deep smile, and did not launch a direct attack when his own number of people had an absolute advantage.

"Yeah……"

Wang Zhifan immediately understood the deep meaning of the other party's answer, but he did not intend to let it go. He still felt that he had been severely tricked by the existence in front of him, and he had to get back at them and achieve his original goal.

"These days, even a zombie can call himself an explorer? That's a bit too ridiculous!"

Wang Zhifan continued to mock mercilessly, wanting to see the astonished look in the eyes of the young man in the Western dress in front of him when his true identity was exposed.

But the reality was that the other party was still looking at him with a smile on his face, without any change in his expression, as if what he said was just his personal imagination.

"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you are saying... If you insist on blocking our way, my friends and I will not be pushovers."

The young man in the dress then responded with a sudden cold expression, a strong chill suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he issued a real threat to Wang Zhifan in front of him.

That kind of cold and deep look is simply not something a young man with little experience can possess. It looks as if he has experienced a thousand years of loneliness.

"Haha... Is this your plan? You have a very good plan..."

At this moment, Wang Zhifan was 100% sure that the young man in a Western dress who was confronting him was no longer the same person as at the beginning. His inner self had been replaced by a thousand-year-old monster, which had taken over his body without anyone noticing through the use of strange small metal cubes.

He was not clear about the specific details, but based on all the details he knew so far, this was the case, and it just explained the intuition he had when watching the game not long ago and his subsequent confusion about the results.

When Wang Zhifan first discovered the thousand-year-old zombie, he judged that it was very powerful and it would be difficult for the five-man team that came to rob the tomb to defeat it, even though they were professionals and well-equipped.

But the result surprised him greatly. The Millennium Zombie was defeated throughout the whole process. It clearly had the strength to turn the situation around but was constantly beaten and had no decent counterattack strength at all.

He also had an inexplicable intuition during the process, and deduced that the thousand-year-old zombie had discovered him hiding in the dark and chose to hide his weakness so as to avoid being caught in a situation where the fisherman benefits from the conflict between the snipe and the clam.

Unexpectedly, the zombie tortured him to death and he was unable to find any flaws.

Wang Zhifan originally thought that the matter had come to a very sloppy but not unacceptable ending, but he did not expect that the thousand-year-old zombie had such a complicated routine.

He unexpectedly transformed himself into a human being, not only successfully escaping, but also gaining four powerful human allies, so as to confront Wang Zhifan who was secretly watching him.

From this we can know that Wang Zhifan’s intuition at the time was indeed correct. The thousand-year-old zombie had already discovered him and implemented the corresponding plan based on his threat. The other natives were just tools to it, and it didn’t really take them seriously at all.

It can also be seen from this that the thousand-year-old zombie is very afraid of him, a person hiding in secret, otherwise it would definitely not go to so much trouble to act out so many dramas to gain an advantage, and it would be absolutely easy and refreshing to just kill violently.

If Wang Zhifan is a native of this world, has complicated interpersonal relationships in this world, and is not much stronger than a thousand-year-old zombie, then it will be difficult for him to crack this situation.

After all, it is difficult to expose the other party's fake human identity with just words. Either you confront them head-on and be besieged by several people, or you pretend that you know nothing and allow the old zombie to return to the world to plot a bigger conspiracy.

But the actual situation is not so. Even though the thousand-year-old zombie in front of it has taken Wang Zhifan's threat seriously enough and successfully implemented a perfect escape plan, it still greatly underestimated Wang Zhifan's strength level.

Wang Zhifan always had an option available, which was brute force cracking, and he had decided to do so. (End of this chapter)