In the eyes of others, this thing was at most a valuable antique.
However, in the eyes of the Zhuge family, it was a treasure that was hard to come by.
The Black Stone Cube didn't have any inscriptions or inheritances.
However, it also surpassed everything.
This was because the patterns on it were naturally formed arrays.
As long as he got it, the Zhuge family's Eight Formation Diagram would be able to reach another level.
At that time, the clan's foundation would reach a new height.
In Zhuge Cangbai's eyes, nothing in the tomb was more important than the Obsidian Cube.
That was the foundation of the clan!
When everyone was standing still, he rushed over in a few steps.
This tomb was filled with danger. It was already a fool's dream to bring it out.
Therefore, the most important thing for him now was to remember the things on the Black Stone Cube.
Only in this way could he display his greatest use.
He placed his hand on the Black Stone Cube excitedly.
Zi ~
A sound that sounded like charcoal roasting meat came from between the palm and Fang Zun.
Zhuge Cangbai's face was filled with pain.
Cold sweat poured down from his forehead and instantly drenched his clothes.
However, he could no longer move his hand away from the Black Stone Cube!
Under the effect of the high temperature, the flesh on his palm had already adhered to Fang Zun.
With a light tug, his skin and flesh would split open, and he would suffer.
Looking at Zhuge Cangbai who was in unbearable pain, Ye Fan's brows raised.
Originally, this was just a prank, but he did not expect it to be so useful.
The sudden sizzling sound alerted everyone. Zhuge Cangbai's trembling back immediately attracted Zhang Qiming's attention.
His feet were like the wind, and in just a few steps, he was already beside Zhuge Cangbai.
Looking at the hand that was stuck to the square statue, he raised his hand and slashed down to separate the two.
"Uh ~"
A painful scream came from his chest.
At this moment, the finger bones inside his palm could be clearly seen.
The flesh on his palm had been sliced off, and it was a bloody mess.
The ten fingers were connected to the heart, not to mention that all the flesh and blood had been cut off.
The intense pain almost made him faint.
However, this was not the time to faint.
"Thank you!"
The dry stuff squeezed out from between his teeth sent chills down his spine.
Zhang Qiming nodded and didn't say anything.
He had suffered such heavy injuries in this place.
In the future, he would basically have nothing to do with him.
Trembling, he took out a pill from his clothes.
As the medicinal pill entered his mouth, the pain in his hand was slightly alleviated.
He finally stood up from the ground.
Zhuge Cangbai was already panting heavily.
The netizens who saw this widened their eyes.
Their gazes were all locked onto the Black Stone Cube.
"What is this? Can any big shots explain it to me?”
"It's been more than a thousand years, and it's still so hot. It's probably not an ordinary item!”
"The previous words reminded me of something. This grave is so strange. Could it be the cave abode of some immortal?”
"You've read too many novels. This is a technological society!”
The netizens were discussing it crazily on the bullet screen, and the experts who were lying on the grave were also staring at each other.
They had never heard of such a magical stone before.
In the end, she could only cast her pleading gaze on Zhang Yuanming.
If they wanted to use scientific methods to answer this question, wouldn't it be difficult for them?
Actually, it wasn't the experts 'fault that they couldn't explain it.
Who would have thought that the Black Rock Cube had just been tampered with by Ye Fan?
He had used all the huge beams to light the fire. His goal was to heat up the Black Stone Cube.
If this group of people who entered the tomb had any thoughts of touching it.
Even if he didn't die from touching it, he would suffer a painful death!
"Ahem, this is made of volcanic rock. Because it is under the lava all year round, the heat in the rock does not dissipate."
Zhang Yuanming coughed lightly and tried his best to explain. In the end, he couldn't even continue.
He could only fall into silence.
Zhuge Cangbai staggered back into the crowd.
His face was completely drained of color.
He was listless like a dying man.
Seeing that he had returned, Gongshu Jingming did not say anything.
However, his gaze was fixed on the coffin in the middle.
"Brother Zhang, do you feel that this coffin is a little different?”
Zhang Qiming nodded.
"There seems to be some kind of array formation on this coffin.”
As the sound of his voice faded, everyone's gaze focused on Zhuge Cangbai.
He was the only one here who knew about formations.
Enduring the pain in his hand, Zhuge Cangbai staggered a thousand steps.
He carefully studied every detail on the coffin, and his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
"Brother Cang Bai, what is the meaning of this coffin?”
Gongshu Jingming, who had been on guard, asked.
"Master Gongshu, look at this coffin. There are five elements and eight trigrams on it, but it lacks Yin and Yang Qi.”
"Kunkan is the core of the formation, Zhendui is the side door, and there are nine stars surrounding the sun.”
Listening to his explanation, Gongshu Jingming muttered to himself,"Soul Gathering Coffin!"
Then, he frowned.
As Lu Banshu's successor, he had a deep understanding of all kinds of coffins.
This Soul Gathering Coffin was actually similar to the Combined Longevity Coffin.
It was just that one was for a happy funeral, and the other was for a vengeful killing!
A happy funeral was the end of one's life, and a natural death was a happy funeral.
Those who obtained this kind of thing usually had luck. If they were raised as ghosts, they could bring wealth and luck.
The Resentful Killing was very different. When a young man died, he would carry resentment with him!
A person who died like this would have a mouthful of resentment in their throat. After death, they would still be a ghost.
He killed people and committed all kinds of crimes.
To put it bluntly, the function of the Soul Gathering Coffin was to refine the resentment in the throat of the Resentful Killer.
However, they could rise up in the day and slaughter the world.
However, this kind of evil array had long disappeared from this world.
How could there be more here!
Gongshu Jingming's heart was pounding as he stared at the coffin with a burning gaze.
This coffin had to be opened because no one knew what was inside.
There might even be some kind of heavenly treasure.
This was also their purpose for coming down.
However, there was a flying zombie in the coffin.
"Little brother Zhang, open the coffin!”
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