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Here, strictly speaking, it can no longer be considered a tomb, but rather a vast shallow area. Beyond this shallow expanse lies an Underground River.
No, this Underground River is the Sacred River that nurtured the Atlantis Civilization.
However, this Underground River is astonishingly wide!
So far, I have seen many Underground Rivers, including artificially diverted burial rivers and ancient rivers that have changed course to flow underground, but none compare to the width of this Sacred River. Just how wide is it? I feel it can no longer be called a river; its surface width is nearly three hundred meters. It could easily be considered a large river, as even the Pearl River and Huangpu River are not much wider than this!
Fortunately, the current is not fierce, but given its vastness, the depth must be quite remarkable. Without proper tools, one cannot venture into such a river—especially an Underground River. Who knows how much silt has accumulated below? One misstep could lead to disaster!
On this shallow area stand hundreds and thousands of Wet Corpses!
The identities of these Wet Corpses are self-evident; they were undoubtedly the craftsmen who built this pyramid!
Typically, workers who construct royal tombs do not survive until completion. Unless the tomb is particularly massive, there may be too many workers for the owner’s relatives to execute them all. Otherwise, for the sake of secrecy, most would be eliminated!
Throughout history and across cultures, this has been the case!
I believe that even Atlantis, this prehistoric super civilization, would not be an exception. Even if it was a Universal Society, as long as there are rulers present, everything belongs to one person. The power of life and death rests in their hands; sacrificing subjects for personal gain is only natural!
This has nothing to do with development levels but rather with systems of governance.
The clothing on these Wet Corpses has mostly rotted away. However, due to their proximity to the Yin River and the heavy Eerie Energy, their bodies have miraculously remained intact—plump and full of flesh—not resembling corpses that have been dead for millennia. Of course, they do not look like living bodies either; their appearance of flesh and blood is entirely due to water retention!
The swollen corpses appear even more terrifying; their condition can only be described in four words: utterly horrifying.
They are pale and tender-looking, resembling freshly peeled bamboo shoots. When illuminated by a strong flashlight beam, one can even faintly see some liquid surging beneath their skin. A large mass of dark corpses gathered together creates a truly spectacular scene!
Wet Corpses and Scarabaeus.
The shallow area is bustling with activity and extraordinarily eye-catching.
In addition to these Wet Corpses, there are several coffins among them—about dozens in total. These coffins are exceptionally large, resembling the black awning boats from Jiangnan and even larger than those boats.
I speculate that these coffins likely contain some higher-status Living Dead.
The concept of the Living Dead typically involves loyal followers of the tomb owner who willingly accompany him in death. Once the owner passes away, they are eager to be buried alongside him. Unfortunately, within this pyramid, there are only three burial chambers, and it is impossible for them to share a chamber with the King and Queen. After all, social hierarchy dictates that even in death, the King and Queen cannot rest together; the Queen must be a head shorter than the King to emphasize his supreme authority. This rule applies even more so to those who serve them.
In the end, these willing sacrifices must settle for the lowest burial chamber. However, to showcase their uniqueness, they are provided with an exceptionally large coffin, symbolizing their greatness in life.
These thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant as I looked down at the Wet Corpses glaring at us and howling. I could tell that these Wet Corpses instinctively feared the Mysterious Corpse above them. Even though they had been awakened by Scarabaeus, when they focused on us, their eyes were filled with primal hunger for living flesh. Yet, they dared not step onto the steps of the Passageway, clearly intimidated by the Mysterious Corpse above. Thankfully, they lacked awareness; they only instinctively understood that they could not tread upon the Passageway's steps. Otherwise, if they realized that the Mysterious Corpse and that American Ginseng had already been subdued, they would likely have lunged at us by now.
"Gentlemen, can we still fight?" At that moment, Zhengyang suddenly asked us while staring at those Wet Corpses. I saw a fiery battle spirit reflected in his bright eyes!
No one responded.
After a full two or three seconds, Bald Qiang finally said, "We'll follow your lead!"
"Let's charge!" Zhengyang replied solemnly. "The upper burial chamber has collapsed; our retreat is cut off. We are like pawns who have crossed the river—there's no turning back!"
"Indeed, I agree." Ghost Granny nodded. "To advance is to live; to retreat is to die!"
Once those two spoke up, it was as good as settled.
In truth, we had no other path to take; we could only tread over these Wet Corpses to move forward!
I took a towel from my backpack and placed it over my chest to protect the wound that had been torn open by that American Ginseng earlier. It was also a precaution against any unwanted contact with what lay ahead. These Wet Corpses were different from mummies; they had not undergone any embalming process—their insides rotted away inside them, and their bodies were filled with Corpse Poison. If even a little touched my wound, my life would be forfeit since we no longer had any Xue Nuo left. During our days of food and water deprivation, we had consumed all of it meant for extracting Corpse Poison!
After preparing myself, I tore a strip of cloth from my vest and tightly wrapped it around my hand holding the Azure Dark Sword to prevent it from slipping away due to fatigue. From our current position to the opposite riverbank was nearly two hundred meters away—a distance that felt like crossing a razor's edge while keeping our heads low. We couldn't rely on deities like Buddha or the Jade Emperor; even teammates might be too preoccupied with their own survival. Ultimately, all we could depend on was the knife in our hands!
With the sword in hand and life intact—if the sword shatters, so do we.
This was the most practical truth—a hard lesson learned: this world will not show you mercy based on your attachments or concerns; only a long blade can sever all!
I certainly don't want to lose my sword and end up dead in the Yellow Springs, so I’m preparing thoroughly!
It’s also fortunate that at this critical moment, the unconscious Big Mouth Lee unexpectedly woke up, which relieved us greatly. If he hadn’t woken up, we would have had to split our attention to protect him, and under such circumstances, that would only make things worse. His awakening is indeed a good thing.
However, the unfortunate part was that as soon as he opened his eyes, he was greeted by the terrifying scene before him. Almost scared to death, the newly awakened man let out a horrified scream and jumped up from the ground. With a swift motion, he pulled out his dagger, which was about ten centimeters long, and waved it around.
“Alright, they’re not daring to come up for now!”
Bald Qiang couldn’t help but slap Big Mouth Lee on the forehead and said irritably, “Put that thing down! What are you flailing around for? You almost poked a couple of holes in me!”
Big Mouth Lee was still somewhat bewildered. After staring at the Wet Corpses for a while and confirming they really didn’t dare to approach, he finally sighed in relief and lowered his dagger. He chuckled awkwardly, “I just didn’t understand the situation! By the way, what exactly is going on? How did we end up in this godforsaken place?” No one paid him any mind; everyone was busy checking their gear and bandaging their wounds to avoid contact with Corpse Poison.
Seeing this situation, Big Mouth Lee finally shut his mouth and started organizing his belongings.
After about ten minutes, we were finally ready.
“Ziyu, you and I will lead the way side by side since you excel in group combat!”
Zhengyang said in a deep voice, “Bald Qiang will provide cover fire; everyone else follow me!”
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