328: The flute's captivating and addictive sound shocked the live stream audience.

The cave walls were damp, and the path beneath their feet was somewhat slippery. As they walked cautiously, Meng Ziyi suddenly felt something drip onto her shoulder; she reached out to touch it, and it was slimy.

"Ah! What is this?" Meng Ziyi cried out in terror.

Ye Bai shone his flashlight over and saw a clump of black mucus on Meng Ziyi's hand, which also emitted a foul stench.

"Everyone, watch your heads; there might be something above us," Ye Bai said alertly.

Yang Mi shone her flashlight upward and saw that the roof of the cave was covered with something resembling vines; these vines were constantly wriggling and dripping mucus from time to time.

"This... this seems to be the legendary Corpse Vine; they suck the vital energy and blood of living people," Yang Mi said tremblingly, as she had once seen records about Corpse Vines in some Ancient Books.

"Don't panic, use fire." As Ye Bai spoke, he took a bottle of fuel from his backpack, sprayed it toward the Corpse Vines on the cave roof, and then lit it with a lighter. The flames spread rapidly, and the Corpse Vines struggled in the fire, making a "sizzling" sound.

"Go, quickly, while we have the chance!" Ye Bai shouted.

The three of them quickened their pace and rapidly passed through this Passage filled with Corpse Vines. Just as they emerged, they heard a burst of melodious flute music; this flute sound seemed to possess a kind of magic that made one feel somewhat drowsy after hearing it.

"There is something strange about this flute sound; everyone cover your ears and don't let it affect you," Ye Bai said loudly, while simultaneously calculating a way to respond in his mind.

Yang Mi and Meng Ziyi tightly covered their ears, but they still felt their consciousness becoming somewhat blurred.

Ye Bai took out several silver needles from his backpack and inserted them into the two women's Acupointss, which finally brought them back to their senses.

"What kind of evil sorcery is this?" Yang Mi asked with lingering fear.

"This is an ancient Soul-bewitching Flute Sound; the player can control people's minds through it. It seems we are getting closer and closer to our target, which is why we are encountering so many powerful mechanisms," Ye Bai explained.

They continued forward as the flute sound became clearer. A spacious hall appeared ahead, and in the center of the hall stood a woman dressed in ancient clothing, holding a flute and playing it.

"You have finally come. For disturbing the General's rest, you all must die," the woman said expressionlessly, her eyes hollow as if she had no soul.

"Who are you? Why are you stopping us?" Ye Bai asked.

"I am the General's guardian; I cannot allow you to desecrate the General's tomb," the woman said as she lowered her flute, drew a long sword from her waist, and stabbed toward them.

"You two, step back."

Ye Bai instructed. Then, he moved to meet the woman, his palms clashing with her sharp sword and producing a clanging sound.

The woman retreated half a step before charging forward again, brandishing the long sword in her hand to slash at Ye Bai.

Ye Bai parried with his arms, and the metallic clashing sounds of "dang dang" rang out incessantly as sparks flew in all directions.

Although Ye Bai's arms were as hard as iron, they could not withstand the sharpness of the sword. Soon, Ye Bai's arms were dripping with blood, but he did not retreat.

"Kill him!" Yang Mi and Meng Ziyi shouted loudly from the side.

Upon receiving the order, the woman immediately turned and charged at Meng Ziyi and Yang Mi, while Ye Bai resisted the woman's onslaught.

"What should we do?" Yang Mi asked worriedly.

"Find the Imperial Coffin first, then we'll think of something," Meng Ziyi replied.

Ye Bai had now gained the absolute upper hand; he grabbed the woman's wrist and then slammed her violently onto the ground. With a loud "bang," the woman collapsed.

Taking this opportunity, Ye Bai hurried over to examine that stone coffin.

He lifted the Coffin Lid, revealing a pitch-black stone coffin inside that was exquisitely carved with a dragon pattern.

"Is this... really the Emperor's outer coffin?" Yang Mi asked doubtfully.

"Let's open it," Meng Ziyi suggested.

After the three of them discussed it, they prepared to open the stone coffin.

Just then, the person lying inside the coffin suddenly opened their eyes. Ye Bai was startled and hastily retreated a few steps.

"Jie jie..." The person emitted an eerie laugh.

Yang Mi and Meng Ziyi were terrified, and they stared nervously at that stone coffin.

"Who on earth are you?" Ye Bai barked in a deep voice.

"Who I am is not important; what is important is... today, you all must die!" The person's voice was extremely unpleasant. He propped his arms on the floor and slowly sat up, his entire being appearing incredibly bizarre.

He slowly raised his head, and a hideous ghost face entered everyone's sight. It was a withered, ugly, distorted, and even somewhat deformed face.

Its mouth was very pointed, its nose bridge was high, and the corners of its mouth wore a sinister smile.

This kind of smile made one's skin crawl.

"Ah!" Unable to bear it, Meng Ziyi screamed and fainted.

"Aren't you afraid?" Ye Bai snorted coldly; he knew he did not fear any demons or monsters—even the most terrifying zombies in the world did not scare him—but this Dried Corpse before him made him feel a deep sense of dread.

"Hehe..." The Dried Corpse laughed, then slowly walked up to Ye Bai and reached out to grab him.

"Get lost!" Ye Bai shouted angrily, punching it in the chest and sending it flying back.

"Bang!" The Dried Corpse hit the wall and fell to the ground.

Ye Bai frowned; he hadn't expected this Dried Corpse to be able to withstand such a powerful punch from him.

"Hehe..." The Dried Corpse climbed back up and lunged at Ye Bai once more.

Ye Bai lunged forward and grappled with the attacking Dried Corpse. Every one of his movements was powerful and vigorous as he tried to repel the Dried Corpse again, but it seemed to possess infinite strength, capable of counterattacking quickly every time it was struck.

In the Live Stream Room, the viewers' emotions had been pushed to the peak.

"My god, this Ye Bai is way too fierce! But this Dried Corpse is also terrifying; it feels like he's struggling a bit."

"These special effects are incredible; it's like watching a real, thrilling tomb-robbing battle. I don't even dare to breathe."

"I feel bad for Meng Ziyi; I hope she's okay. Yang Mi needs to protect her!"

As Yang Mi watched Ye Bai fighting the Dried Corpse, she was anxious. While taking care of the unconscious Meng Ziyi, she shouted to Ye Bai: "Ye Bai, be careful! This guy seems hard to deal with."

Ye Bai responded during the fight: "You two look around and see if there's anything that can restrain it; this Dried Corpse is not simple!"

Yang Mi looked around; the hall was grim and terrifying, and aside from that stone coffin and some ancient Murals, there didn't seem to be anything special. But she suddenly noticed some strange symbols on the Murals that looked like some kind of ancient Formation.

"Ye Bai, there are strange symbols on the Murals that look like an Formation; could they be related to this Dried Corpse?" Yang Mi shouted loudly.

Hearing Yang Mi's words, Ye Bai took a moment to glance at the Mural while maneuvering around the Dried Corpse. His heart stirred, as he seemed to recall records of such an Formation from an Ancient Book.