Returning to the stone chamber, everyone's faces turned extremely unsightly.
At this moment, the stone chamber was filled with severed limbs; those who hadn't retreated to the passage earlier had all perished under the explosion of sword intent.
"Young Island Master!"
A cry of shock rang out as a Wuyou Island cultivator at the Divine Infant Realm Peak looked pale at the half of a head on the ground.
Zheng Ping, being closest to the wall, had no chance to enter the passage and was torn to pieces by the sword intent, leaving only half his head relatively intact.
"Young Master Jiang, what on earth is going on?"
Wu Zhen furrowed his brows tightly, staring intently at Jiang Chen.
"Are you asking me?"
Jiang Chen coldly glared back at Wu Zhen, "Isn't your Wu Family familiar with this tomb? Do you not know there are formations here?"
"I knew there were formations, but..."
Wu Zhen reflexively explained.
"If you knew there were formations, why not say so?"
