Chapter 54 Taking the Magical Artifact!

"Is this the Magical Artifact Yamamoto Kazuo mentioned?"

One-Eyed Dragon's gaze was sharp, immediately locking onto the only strange spot in the entire burial chamber.

That stone platform.

He walked up to the platform and carefully used his searchlight to examine a simple, black jade-patterned longsword in the central groove, which was carved with dragon patterns.

"A dragon shape! Could this be something related to an emperor from the Tang Dynasty?"

One-Eyed Dragon was overjoyed; if this item hit the black market, selling it for a hundred million or two wouldn't be a problem.

Just this single longsword alone made the trip worthwhile!

"Boss, we struck gold right at the start!"

Someone noticed One-Eyed Dragon's movements and came over to look, also becoming stunned.

"Get lost."

One-Eyed Dragon cursed as he personally took out a pair of tweezers as thin as a scalpel and a brush for clearing dust.

After gently wiping the dust off the scabbard's surface, he used the tweezers to slowly slide down the edges, attempting to lift the longsword out.

To his surprise, he picked up the longsword quite easily.

Holding the sword in his palms, even though One-Eyed Dragon had a cultivation base, he couldn't see through the origins of this longsword Magical Artifact at all with his level of strength.

He could only feel that even though over a thousand years had passed, the longsword still contained extraordinary power.

It was many times stronger than the heart-protecting mirror he used to own.

"We've really hit the jackpot this time! How could we give such a good thing to that little Jap?"

But just as One-Eyed Dragon was rejoicing, a sudden change occurred!

Rumble!

The entire burial chamber began to vibrate slightly, making a low sound like mountains crumbling and the earth splitting.

Following that, cracks like opening scars began to surface on the stone platform where the Magical Artifact had been placed.

They continued to spread, from top to bottom and bottom to top, crisscrossing each other.

The ground also began to shake, and sand and gravel continuously fell from the gaps in the bluestone slabs overhead.

"Boss, what's happening?" In his nervous state, Old Six stopped stuttering.

"I don't know, get out first, we'll talk once we're out!"

One-Eyed Dragon was also inexplicably terrified, clutching the longsword tightly, refusing to let go.

The group began to retreat rapidly along the path they had come from.

...

On the other side, after Jiang Chen and the others finished putting things back, they returned the way they came.

Although the Magical Artifact had been replaced and the Formation seemed to be running normally...

For some reason, a faint sense of unease appeared in Jiang Chen's heart instead.

Could the power of the Formation still be the same as before after the Magical Artifact had been removed?

Even if the Formation's power was weakened, after over a thousand years, even a Great Demon of the wilderness should have been suppressed to death.

Jiang Chen comforted himself inwardly.

By the time the group reached the exit and finally saw the light of day again, that inexplicable restlessness finally receded.

They also discovered that quite a few people had gathered outside the Ancient Tomb.

Jiang Chen could feel that just after walking out of the burial chamber passage, his forehead and chest felt slightly hot.

Following his spiritual sense, he looked in two directions and could see faint reflections several hundred meters away in both spots.

However, those snipers were actually quite well-hidden; if not for the reflection from their scopes, Jiang Chen might not have spotted them at first glance.

He smiled; it seemed he was now receiving the treatment reserved for terrorists.

Among the crowd outside the burial chamber, a middle-aged man with a square face was clearly the leader.

Behind this square-faced man was an acquaintance he had met several times before, the Captain of the Bureau 749 Special Investigation Team, Captain Xu Chang.

Jiang Chen felt the square-faced man looked a bit familiar, and after a moment's thought, he remembered who he was.

Back when he was a Night Watcher, he had seen this man give them a speech, though that was their only meeting.

The Director of Binhai City's Bureau 749, Zhang Jianguo.

To be honest, when they met back then, Jiang Chen had used Zhang Jianguo as inspiration, hoping he could be like him in the future.

But seeing him again now, the old filters had faded; looking again, he was merely a Cultivator at the Peak of the Dao Entry Realm.

Furthermore, his aura was slightly chaotic, likely from using many drugs to assist his cultivation.

In terms of strength, even ten Zhang Jianguos would likely be no match for him.

"Hello, you must be Jiang Chen. You certainly have an extraordinary bearing; a true hero from the younger generation!"

Seeing Jiang Chen and the others emerge, Zhang Jianguo first breathed a subtle sigh of relief, and then his face bloomed into a smile like a chrysanthemum as he immediately began showering him with praise.

Li Hua pointed behind him with some embarrassment.

"Um, sorry, I'm not Jiang Chen. He is Jiang Chen."

*Cough cough*, you are both pillars of our China."

Not showing a hint of embarrassment, Zhang Jianguo turned his gaze to Jiang Chen.

Only after seeing Jiang Chen's half-smiling expression did he feel a bit awkward.

"Jiang Chen, I won't ask about your master's lineage."

Before any Night Watcher joined Bureau 749, their background, resume, and even every day of their lives were investigated clearly.

They could even find out what color underwear you were wearing that day.

Jiang Chen's past background was also perfectly clean, with no connection to Mount Mao at all.

Therefore, Zhang Jianguo believed that someone might be secretly teaching Jiang Chen Daoist techniques.

Furthermore, this person's cultivation must be strong enough to leave no trace for Bureau 749 to find, as if the person simply didn't exist in this world.

"You were once a part of our Bureau 749, so I believe you wouldn't do anything detrimental to China."

Jiang Chen said with a faint smile, "Since Director Zhang trusts me so much, why have you arranged for snipers to aim at me? Are you treating me like Sha Ruijin?"

Zhang Jianguo's expression remained unchanged, not feeling embarrassed at all: "It can't be helped, procedures must be followed. Although I trust you, I cannot gamble with the safety of so many people present. You must understand my difficulties."

Jiang Chen nodded, waiting for Zhang Jianguo's next words.

Zhang Jianguo's face gradually became serious.

"You said today that this great tomb cannot be touched because an ancient evil is sealed inside. Can you provide any substantial evidence?"

After speaking, he felt his tone was a bit too stern and added:

"It's not that I don't believe you, but this tomb has been selected for China's Project 101. It is very important; ancient cultivation scriptures might even be unearthed. You should know the value of these things."

"So, it's not that we don't take what you say seriously; it's precisely because we take it so seriously that we are verifying it with you repeatedly."

Seeing Zhang Jianguo's serious expression, Jiang Chen also became serious.

"Director Zhang, I cannot guarantee to you right now exactly what kind of evil is buried in this Ancient Tomb or whether work can proceed."

Hearing this, Zhang Jianguo's brow furrowed noticeably.

Because he truly valued what Jiang Chen said, and now, Jiang Chen was actually telling him that he wasn't sure himself?

...

Everyone can guess what exactly is beneath this great tomb (there were hints earlier).