Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

Chapter 232 The High Priest Sunbathing

"Boom"

Suddenly, a flash of lightning appeared in the sky, followed by a deafening roar of thunder.

The sudden clap of thunder startled everyone, but they had no time to think about it, as the surrounding area was filled with malevolent energy and a chilling coldness.

"Coo coo coo coo..."

Just then, the owl's hooting came again, but instead of sounding like a child crying, it sounded like someone was laughing eerily.

"Damn, do these plague-ridden dead birds have to squawk so eerily? It's giving me goosebumps."

Fatty Wang rubbed his arms and couldn't help but curse angrily.

Before his curses had even finished, a "crack" sound came from the malevolent energy in front of him, as if something had broken.

Before anyone could even guess, another chilling roar erupted.

"Roar…"

The sound was filled with madness and resentment, shrill and piercing, while at the same time, a large number of will-o'-the-wisps suddenly appeared and drifted in the dark forest.

The chilling aura reached its peak, and the surrounding tree branches were covered with frost.

"Brother Bo... what's going on? Could it be the ghost you guys were talking about?"

Zhang Haixing nervously grabbed Ji Haobo's hand. Although she was brave, she was still uneasy about such ethereal things as ghosts.

"Not a wandering spirit, but a vengeful ghost, and besides that, there's a piece of junk cobbled together from various sources."

Ji Haobo gently patted her back, indicating that she didn't need to be nervous.

"Boom"

Lightning flashed across the sky again, illuminating not only the mountains and forests but also allowing everyone to see the surrounding scenery.

A strange figure stood amidst the malevolent aura, surrounded by a large number of blurry phantoms.

"Haobo, what is that? A snake-man? But I didn't see any redness on it."

Yang Xueli's expression changed slightly. The dark shadow looked strange, like a living thing but without a heat source. Even cold-blooded animals would show a reddish-brown image.

"That was the high priest, who used evil magic to transform himself into a human body with a snake tail, attempting to achieve immortality like Fuxi and Nuwa."

Ji Haobo shook his head and sneered disdainfully:

"But he doesn't even know his own limitations. Even the Queen Mother of the West, a descendant of the deceased, only knows a rudimentary understanding of this kind of transformation technique, let alone a barbarian."

As soon as he finished speaking, the high priest stirred. A ghostly flame appeared, its eerie green light illuminating the area around him and revealing his own form.

His hair and beard were all white, his face was full, he wore a plain white robe, held a short staff with dragon and tiger motifs, and his lower body was a blood-red, skinned snake tail.

Its eerie appearance, bathed in a sinister green light, was extremely frightening.

"Roar…"

The high priest glared at the crowd with a tyrannical look, his full face instantly contorting in pain. He brandished his dragon-tiger staff, and the surrounding phantoms immediately merged together.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of skulls flickering with eerie flames appeared, and under its control, they flew towards the crowd with a strong aura of malevolence.

And that wasn't all; blurry afterimages kept appearing all around, and those ghostly fire skulls kept flying out.

"Hmph! You dare to embarrass yourself with such trivial skills? You're utterly useless."

Ji Haobo sneered disdainfully, and the Demon Blade Flowing Fire Thousand Blades appeared in his hand, with boundless blue karmic flames rising.

"All things in the universe turn to ashes, the blue roses fall in vain!"

The blade exploded, transforming into countless blue petals that danced in the air—a truly dreamlike and captivating scene.

Compared to the petals of this boundless karmic fire, the ghostly skull was utterly insignificant, burned to ashes, with only a trace of its spirit remaining.

"Tsk tsk tsk... There was a time when Master Bo had to bleed himself to deal with ghosts, never imagining he could crush them so easily now."

Fatty Wang was showing off his knowledge with a swagger, which made Old Hu next to him roll his eyes.

"That's because your blood was so useless; it almost killed me."

"Damn it, you have the nerve to say that? You didn't even cut your own hand before trying to bleed me. If it weren't for Fatty's good health, he might have already gotten tetanus."

Just as the two idiots were babbling away, the high priest, seeing that the ghost fire skull couldn't do anything to the group, immediately swung his dragon-tiger short staff with a sinister glint in his eye.

Instantly, countless phantoms transformed into countless will-o'-the-wisps, flying towards the group like countless stars in the night sky.

At the same time, a large number of tendrils-like vines spread from the ground toward the people.

"Hmph! I gave you a chance and you failed miserably, so don't blame me for being impolite."

Seeing this, Ji Haobo sneered and appeared in the air in a flash.

"The sun shines brightly!"

A burst of boundless golden light suddenly appeared, carrying the aura of supreme yang, bright yet not dazzling, illuminating the dark mountain forest as if it were daytime.

All the will-o'-the-wisps seemed to melt away like ice and snow, and the vines withered rapidly.

Even the pervasive Yin energy was visibly thinned, exposing the high priest to the scorching sun.

"Ah...ah..."

The high priest, amidst billowing smoke, let out a piercing, agonizing scream, his body appearing as if burned alive, with clumps of black ash constantly falling from his skin.

Although it kept emitting Yin energy in an attempt to resist, it was all in vain. Apart from causing itself more pain, it did nothing else.

The high priest, who had suddenly appeared so arrogantly, was crushed into ashes in the blink of an eye by his absolute power, and even the surrounding Yin energy was evaporated.

Ji Haobo glanced at the newly added 100,000 card draw points on the panel with satisfaction. The reason he didn't use the Great Sun Shining to clear the field immediately was that he wanted to gather more vengeful spirits.

"Brother Bo, you...you're amazing!"

Witnessing Ji Haobo's methods up close for the first time, Zhang Haixing was completely stunned and couldn't help but excitedly step forward and hug him.

"Hey! Haven't you already witnessed how amazing Brother Bo is?"

Ji Haobo chuckled mischievously in her ear, then turned and beckoned to the others.

"Let's go! Let's go take a look."

Amidst the tangled branches, a giant green coffin lay askew on the ground, next to a broken coffin lid and a pool of mysterious red liquid.

In addition, there is a strange gold mask, as well as some jade jewelry.

"Damn, this coffin is a bit of a waste. I wonder if the lid can be repaired."

Although Fatty Wang said he felt sorry for the man, it didn't stop him from wielding his dragon-tiger short staff and picking up the gold mask and jade jewelry.

"Whether it can be repaired or not, let's take it back first."

Having a personal space is so liberating. Ji Haobo put everything away, and to his surprise, he gained over 20,000 gacha points.

"Bo, come quick! There's a huge black tortoise strangely carrying a stone tablet here!"

Hearing Laura's shout, the group avoided a pile of branches and went over.

"Master Bo, this is Baxia, one of the dragon's sons. Legend has it that he is fond of carrying heavy loads and has immense strength."

Therefore, in ancient times, the base of steles was often carved with it, but something about this Baxia just doesn't feel right.

"This is not Baxia, which holds a ring in its mouth, but Jiaotu, which is often used to symbolize peace and tranquility."

Because it "prefers quiet places" and is loyal to its duty, it is often decorated on the front door to guard the entrance and protect the family's peace; its function here is to suppress evil spirits.