The bridge beneath the three of them shook violently.

"Ah!" Tang Jing let out a sharp scream, moving closer to Ye Yuqiao while clinging tightly to her right arm.

Xie Xiaofeng, standing on the other side of Ye Yuqiao, nearly fell due to the undulating bridge surface but was saved by Ye Yuqiao, who promptly grabbed his arm.

As a thunderous rumble ensued, the bridge began to sink and split into two from the middle.

At the head of the bridge, Wu Yong and his six companions behind the first door could neither see nor hear what was happening on the bridge.

In that instant, Ye Yuqiao took Xie Xiaofeng and Tang Jing in a leap, instantly reaching the other side of the bridge.

However, when the three of them looked back at the bridge, it was intact, nothing like what they had experienced just a second before.

"There's an illusion spell on this bridge!" Ye Yuqiao said coldly, "It's also the first real trap of this tomb, and this trap alone is enough to claim the lives of the vast majority who enter."

"Mm!" Tang Jing and Xie Xiaofeng nodded in unison, realizing that if it weren't for Ye Yuqiao, they would likely have perished in the river below.

"Wonder how many have died in this river," Xie Xiaofeng mused.

"The waters flowing in this river consume souls. Once someone falls into it, it doesn't take long for their Yang Spirit and Yin Soul to be devoured by the waters. Perhaps Uncle Wu's father met his end in this river," Ye Yuqiao explained.

After speaking, Ye Yuqiao turned to look behind her.

As she had expected, this tomb was indeed constructed to replicate the Netherworld City. Thus, when she saw the familiar streets and houses before her, a homesickness welled up inside her.

Above their heads was a sky adorned with Luminous Pearls and glittering gems, identical to the starry summer sky in the Netherworld. And in front of the doors of some large estates ahead, red lanterns were still lit, giving off the illusion of the actual Netherworld City.

"Goddess, is the Netherworld City really just like this?" Xie Xiaofeng asked, his eyes moving slowly over the ancient-looking buildings, streets, and willows in astonishment.

Ye Yuqiao nodded and sighed, "It's exactly the same!"

"It's absolutely astounding!" Tang Jing exclaimed, marveling, "How could someone build their own tomb as a city? Looking at that sky, it's as if it were real."

Just then, a rhythmic sound of footsteps came from a broad avenue to the southwest.

Tang Jing's face showed panic as she looked at Ye Yuqiao and asked urgently, "Ye Yuqiao, what's that sound?"

Ye Yuqiao frowned and after a moment explained, "It should be the city's guard!"

The footsteps drew closer, and the ground began to tremble slightly.

Eventually, a formation of eighty terracotta warriors emerged from the avenue and suddenly halted.

"These statues can move!" Tang Jing exclaimed in shock.

Then, the eighty terracotta warriors drew their swords from their waists, the blades glinting—they were real swords.

Suddenly, a green light flashed in the eyes of all the terracotta soldiers, who then brandished their swords and charged toward Ye Yuqiao, Xie Xiaofeng, and Tang Jing.

"Xie Xiaofeng, it's up to you now!" said Ye Yuqiao, looking at Xie Xiaofeng.

Xie Xiaofeng nodded, then closed his eyes and shouted, "Wood Spell!"

No sooner had he spoken than hundreds of roots or vines burst from the ground, piercing the bodies of the terracotta warriors like swords, bursting through them and then moving on to the next statue.

The terracotta warriors couldn't react in time to slash at the roots, and their bodies crumbled and fell to the ground as they were pierced.

Subsequently, Ye Yuqiao, Xie Xiaofeng, and Tang Jing saw malevolent spirits emerging from the crumbling statues.

The reason the statues were animated was due to these malevolent spirits possessing them.

"Fire Spell!" Xie Xiaofeng continued to cast the Five Elements Spells.

Then, balls of yellow fire erupted from the ground, burning away the souls of the evil ghosts.

Just then, the sound of "clatter clatter" horse hooves rang out, drawing closer with each passing moment.

Soon, Ye Yuqiao, Xie Xiaofeng, and Tang Jing saw a troop of terracotta cavalry charging towards them. Each cavalryman held a long sword and had red glowing eyes, exuding quite an imposing aura.

Once again, Xie Xiaofeng used the Wood Spell to disintegrate the terracotta cavalry and horses, then used the Fire Spell to burn away their souls.

"Clatter clatter clatter!"

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of brisk footsteps and horse hooves could be heard coming from all directions ahead.

"Let's hide for now!" Ye Yuqiao suggested, "I fear there are tens of thousands of terracotta soldiers and horses in this tomb, let's not waste time on them."

"Hmm!" Xie Xiaofeng nodded in agreement.

Then, in the blink of an eye, Ye Yuqiao led Xie Xiaofeng and Tang Jing to the center of the mausoleum, which was also the center of the replica Netherworld City—the Nether King Palace.

Seeing the familiar Nether King Palace before her, a flood of memories flashed through Ye Yuqiao's mind.

"Goddess, what hall is this?" Xie Xiaofeng asked, looking at the plaque on the palace gate; he didn't recognize the three golden characters shining brightly on it.

"Nether King Palace!" Ye Yuqiao explained, her tone carrying a hint of sadness.

"Ah!" Xie Xiaofeng was shocked, "Is this where you used to live?"

Ye Yuqiao gave a "hm" in response.

Xie Xiaofeng became even more astonished, suddenly feeling that the Ye Yuqiao before him was somewhat of a stranger, and couldn't help but imagine what Ye Yuqiao looked like when she was the Nether King.

"This Nether King Palace is located at the center of the entire Netherworld City, and the body of this tomb's owner should be inside," Ye Yuqiao said coldly.

At that moment, panicked footsteps and horse hooves closed in on them from all sides.

"Those terracotta soldiers are catching up, let's get inside quick!" Tang Jing urged anxiously.

The trio moved forward.

After taking a deep breath, Ye Yuqiao pushed open the grand doors of the Nether King Palace with both hands.

As she opened the doors, a cloud of green poison gas surged out from the crack between the two door leaves.

Ye Yuqiao was startled at first but immediately expelled a whirl of Yang Energy from within her body to push all the poison gas back, retreating several tens of meters with Xie Xiaofeng and Tang Jing.

Only when no more poison gas was coming out of the crack did Ye Yuqiao lead Tang Jing and Xie Xiaofeng inside the Nether King Palace, then immediately bolted the door shut, for a large group of terracotta soldiers and archers had already arrived, surrounding the trio.

Upon entering the replica Nether King Palace, Ye Yuqiao first looked around, noticing that the grand hall, resplendent with gold and bright with candlelight, could almost pass for the real thing.

She thought that the owner of the tomb must have been someone very familiar with the Netherworld City and the Nether King Palace; otherwise, they couldn't have replicated it so convincingly.

Who is the true identity of this tomb's owner?

"Why don't I see any coffins?" Xie Xiaofeng asked.

Ye Yuqiao frowned and then slowly walked forward along the bright red carpet under her feet.

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