Chapter 67
The vertical coffin is opened, and the corpse slave appears!
giggle!
The laughter was like sandpaper being frantically rubbed on a dead person's skull, making one's teeth ache and scalp tingle.
The instant the coffin lid flew completely out, an intense, suffocating stench, like exploding gas, instantly filled the entire hall.
call--!
A dark shadow, accompanied by a strong gust of wind, shot directly out of the coffin!
It was so fast that even a drone's camera could only capture a fleeting afterimage.
That thing didn't look like a stiff ancient corpse at all; instead, it looked like a wild beast that hadn't eaten for hundreds of years. It opened its big, black-furred mouth and bit down on Jiang Han's neck!
"careful!!"
"Holy crap! This speed is unbelievable!"
"Oh no! Jiang Shen didn't dodge!"
The live stream chat exploded instantly, and everyone's heart was in their throat.
Jiang Han did not dodge.
He didn't even blink.
Just as those two rows of blackened fangs were about to touch his neck...
Clang—!
A crisp clang of a blade echoed through the empty hall.
The black gold ancient sword was not swung down, but was held upright with extreme precision in front of his neck.
when!
Sparks flew everywhere!
The monster's teeth slammed against the back of the blade, producing a deafening clang of metal striking metal.
"He's quite strong."
Jiang Han snorted and suddenly flicked his wrist.
A terrifying burst of power traveled along the blade.
Bang!
The tall, red-haired monster was actually sent flying by this clever force, crashing heavily into a stone pillar five meters away.
Click!
Several cracks were actually smashed into the surface of the stone pillar.
After the monster landed, it was on all fours, like a giant humanoid spider, and it made a low, gurgling growl coming from its throat.
Only then did the viewers in the live stream get a clear look at its full appearance.
It stands a full 2.2 meters tall and is covered in dark red hair, resembling a moldy rambutan.
The flesh on his face had withered and clung tightly to his bones; there were no eyeballs in his eye sockets, only two flickering green flames.
The most terrifying thing is its claws, which are black and long, like ten sharp daggers, scratching the ground with a piercing sound.
[Ding! Warning!]
[Biodetection: Tomb Guardian Corpse Slave (Red-haired Hou)!]
[Danger Level: S-Rank!]
[It is recommended that the host immediately exchange for a "Corpse-Suppressing Talisman"...]
"Shut up."
Jiang Han interrupted the system's sales pitch.
He carried the knife in one hand and walked step by step toward the red-haired corpse slave.
The boots made a crisp, clattering sound as they stepped on the floor tiles.
Every step felt like stepping on the monster's nerves.
"This is centuries-old cured meat; doesn't it get stuck in your teeth?"
A cruel smile curled at the corner of Jiang Han's lips.
"Now that you're out, don't even think about going back down."
Roar--!
The red-haired corpse slave seemed to sense the contempt of the human before it, and it became completely enraged.
With a powerful stomp of its hind legs, the floor tiles shattered instantly.
It pounced again!
This time, its ten sharp claws tore through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound, and went straight for Jiang Han's heart!
"die!"
Jiang Han uttered only one word.
Instead of retreating, he advanced, his body suddenly sinking downwards to avoid the sharp claws. At the same time, the black gold ancient sword in his hand drew a perfect black crescent from bottom to top!
This strike was incredibly fast!
So fast that even sound can't catch up with the blade!
Pfft—!
A muffled thud.
The red-haired corpse slave's body suddenly froze while it was still in mid-air.
Followed by.
Glug glug.
A head covered in red hair rolled off the neck, and black blood gushed into the sky like a fountain!
Bang!
The headless corpse fell heavily at Jiang Han's feet, still twitching nervously.
Jiang Han casually twirled the knife, flicking away the black blood that stained the blade.
The movements were fluid and graceful, as if slicing a piece of tofu.
"That's... all?"
"Holy crap! One strike?! That's an S-rank monster!"
"Jiang Shen is awesome! This is practically a physical act of deliverance!"
"I kowtow to our ancestors! That strike was absolutely awesome!"
Jiang Han ignored the jubilation in the live chat.
He glanced at the corpse on the ground, then at the tightly closed stone door at the back of the main hall.
The door had no keyhole and no handle.
There is only a groove carved in the middle, shaped like a... skull.
"I see."
Jiang Han gave a cold laugh.
"If you want to get over there, you have to offer a pledge of allegiance first."
He raised his foot and kicked the headless corpse on the ground hard.
Bang!
The several hundred-pound corpse flew out like a broken sandbag and crashed precisely into the stone door.
Black blood gushed from the corpse's neck and flowed into the skull groove on the door.
sizzle...
The moment the blood came into contact with the stone gate, it produced a sound like strong acid corroding.
Immediately afterwards, the skull-shaped groove seemed to come alive, absorbing all the black blood into it!
clack clack...
The heavy creaking of machinery echoed from inside the walls.
The back door, sealed for countless years, slowly opened to both sides.
call--
A colder wind, even colder than that of the front hall, blew out from behind the door.
It has a strange fragrance mixed in.
It doesn't smell.
On the contrary, the aroma is so strong that it makes you dizzy.
Jiang Han held his breath, picked up his knife, stepped over the corpse, and strode inside.
"Walk."
"Let's go see what treasures this old ancestor has hidden in the backyard."