Fan De Biao said dismissively, "Who the hell cares what it is. The coffin is right here, and we should have enough oxygen now. Let's get down there, pry open the sarcophagus, grab the treasure, and get out!"

Hearing Fan De Biao's colorful language, Young Master Liu immediately shot him a look: "A man's ambition lies in the four directions! We need to grab the treasures quickly to help the comrades fighting above. If they sacrifice themselves, we won't fare any better. Let's just charge down, finish this coffin in one go, and if something unexpected happens, damn it, eighteen years later we'll still be a fine young man!" After saying this, Young Master Liu himself was a bit bewildered, not quite understanding what he meant. He was trying to boost morale, but he wasn't sure if Fan De Biao and Jackson had caught on.

Jackson suddenly sprang up, and since he was a bit taller, he hit the stone steps with a "bang." He squatted down, clutching his head, and groaned for a while before saying, "I don't quite understand what you're saying, but the tone is very inspiring! If we have [something], then let's go..." He paused, looking down at Fan De Biao, "Go where again?"

Fan De Biao looked up and said in a firm tone, "Go dig."

Jackson chimed in, "Right, go dig!"

Young Master Liu chuckled inwardly, "Heh heh, a foreigner. 'Go dig'—if I told you that in this context it means tomb robbing, wouldn't you be miserable?"

Now that everything was ready and only the final command was lacking, Young Master Liu looked at the two men, cleared his throat, and roared, "Let's get to work."

The moment the words left his mouth, Fan De Biao suddenly shoved Young Master Liu hard from behind. The push was so forceful that Young Master Liu, caught off guard, tumbled down, landing right on top of the coffin with a face-plant. Young Master Liu yelped, twisting his mouth, and immediately cursed, "Fan De Biao, you’re being thoroughly unprincipled! What era is this for pushing me? This isn't how you handle urgency!"

Before his complaint had fully died down, a heavy object suddenly crashed down onto Young Master Liu. Blood rushed to his head, and before he could even spit it out, there was another impact. Suddenly, the coffin tilted and fell into the trench below.

Then came Fan De Biao's voice, "My apologies, I got too excited just now; my foot slipped, which caused this current situation."

Young Master Liu ignored Fan De Biao, feeling a bit puzzled. Why was he falling into a ditch again? Could this maze effect only be broken by falling into ditches? To be honest, Young Master Liu was somewhat grateful for Fan De Biao's blunder.

Without another word, Young Master Liu quickly told Fan De Biao to find the powerful flashlight. After fumbling around for a while, he realized the place was quite large, and the ground was slanted; he couldn't find a wall no matter how hard he searched. After failing to find anything, he asked Fan De Biao if he knew the way out. Fan De Biao leaned against something a few times and reported that he hadn't found a damned thing.

Young Master Liu was getting frustrated. Just then, a beam of light shot down from above. Looking up, he saw it was Jackson, who hadn't fallen down after all. The guy was standing up there, grinning foolishly, with one hand rummaging in his pocket.

Suddenly, Jackson pulled a gun from his pocket and aimed it at Young Master Liu. Young Master Liu sucked in a sharp breath. Damn it, was this Jackson a seasoned fox playing possum?

Before Young Master Liu could process his thoughts, there was a "bang." Jackson pulled the trigger, and the sudden burst of light made him realize it was just a flare gun.

Young Master Liu rubbed his eyes and took in his surroundings, exclaiming in shock, "Holy hell, what kind of place is this?"

The light from the flare illuminated the entire area, revealing the situation around them. But the layout stunned Young Master Liu. He turned to Fan De Biao and gave him a meaningful look. Fan De Biao looked equally astonished, shaking his head like a rattle drum.

At that moment, they realized they were inside a tomb chamber. More precisely, it was an inverted tomb chamber—the floor was the ceiling, and the ceiling was the floor, forming an overall funnel shape. Young Master Liu and Fan De Biao were at the narrow end of the funnel. If not for the bizarre events preceding this, he might have wondered if the Earth's magnetic field had flipped.

The chamber was filled with numerous burial artifacts: bronze ge (halberds), bronze dùn (maces/battle axes), bronze swords, and bronze spears, all adorned with yellow silk ribbons. A cursory glance revealed that these items were all floating in the air, displayed upside down. This wasn't the first time they had encountered such a phenomenon; perhaps some strange magnetic field was at work here again?

Fan De Biao, with his sharp eyes, pointed to the wall and declared, "Damn it, I thought these things could really fly. Turns out they're tied up with wires."

Hearing Fan De Biao’s words, Young Master Liu froze for a second, then focused his gaze on the bronze wares near the wall. Indeed, there were thin, crisscrossing filaments securing the artifacts to the wall. Looking around, he saw that this was true everywhere. These fine lines all seemed to originate from behind the coffin, suggesting the sarcophagus was the structural anchor for the entire chamber.

However, these threads were not the iron wires Fan De Biao mentioned. They were distinctly smooth and shiny. After all, this tomb had existed for over a millennium; if they were iron wires, they would have rusted away long ago. They must have been made of some special substance resembling iron.

Young Master Liu remarked, "So this really is a tomb chamber. But how could we see the overall structure from high above from a distance, yet down here up close, all we could see was the coffin?"

"I know!" Jackson said, clinging to the coffin and raising his hand. "This must be a visual effect—or rather, our eyes were deceived just now. I once heard a professor in college talk about this: if a structure is built in a specific location, in a special shape, combined with calculated distances, it can achieve a visual illusion. This effect only reveals the structure's true form when viewed from a location designated by the builder; everywhere else shows an illusion. I didn't expect Chinese architecture to be so advanced, capable of creating this over two thousand years ago."

When Jackson finished speaking, Fan De Biao looked rather smug, making a gesture of disdain: "Of course. Our China is an ancient civilization with a glorious history spanning over five thousand years. If we couldn't manage something like this, would it even make sense?"

Jackson couldn't stand Fan De Biao's smugness and retorted, "That’s ancient history. During the Qing Dynasty, China fell into decline."

Fan De Biao was a genuine patriot. Hearing Jackson bring up China's period of decline ignited his temper. He shot back, "What do you know, kid? Look at those eight years during the War of Resistance against Japan—the Chinese people were incredibly brave, slaughtering the Japanese invaders until not a single one was left. Plenty of men with backbone emerged. My idol, Comrade Huang Jiguang, was certainly one such man."

Jackson was a bit unconvinced: "What's so great about that? Where I come from, we have a Napoleon..."

Young Master Liu saw the two arguing and veering further and further off topic, feeling annoyed. He quickly interrupted Jackson: "What time is it now? You two still have the leisure to chat? Hurry up and open the coffin. If we delay any longer, Big Gugu and the others won't even have bones left!" Young Master Liu was also a patriot, and while he was outwardly criticizing Fan De Biao and Jackson, he couldn't help but hurl a few sharp insults at Jackson under his breath.

Fan De Biao, reminded by Young Master Liu that Big Gugu and the others were in danger, naturally sobered up: "Right, let's open the coffin and take the artifacts. If there's a Zongzi (tomb guardian) in there, I'll learn from Huang Jiguang and block it inside the coffin." With that, he motioned for Young Master Liu to climb up the wall with him.

Young Master Liu tried to scramble up the wall and rubbed against it, thinking, Damn it, this wall is too slippery! It was probably due to being underwater for so long. Fan De Biao stood on the opposite wall, looking somewhat speechless.

At that moment, a hemp rope descended from above, landing right in front of Young Master Liu. Looking up, he saw Jackson securing the rope. After a moment, Jackson beckoned for Young Master Liu and Fan De Biao to climb up.

Young Master Liu grew puzzled. He had been involved in packing things before, and he hadn't seen anyone bring a rope in. Where did Jackson get this rope?

The thought crossed his mind, but then he shrugged it off. What did it matter? The most important thing now was to retrieve Zhang Jiao's magic weapon and save their comrades. He signaled to Fan De Biao to go up first.

Fan De Biao shook his hand: "No, no, I’m the heavy hitter. I'm afraid that kid Jackson won't be able to hold me steady alone. You go first. Then you two hold the rope steady together; that will be safer."

Young Master Liu didn't argue. He tugged the rope twice to confirm it was sturdy, gave Jackson an 'OK' gesture to signal he was ready, and Jackson returned the 'OK.' Young Master Liu nodded, grabbed the rope, and leaped up, beginning his ascent.

This kind of mid-air climb looked flashy and impressive, but when Young Master Liu actually experienced it, he realized how difficult it was. The only useful limbs were his two hands; his legs were practically useless, just flailing in the air. More than once, he nearly slipped and fell. However, after great effort, our Young Master Liu finally managed to climb up. Jackson grabbed his hand, and together they pulled him onto the coffin. Immediately after, Su Yougui was also pulled up successfully.

Once on top of the coffin, Young Master Liu looked up. Above them, it was utterly silent—a silence that was eerily absolute. Had Big Gugu and the others already perished?

"Hey! Is the vanguard ready? I'm coming up!" Fan De Biao shouted from below, pulling on the rope.

Young Master Liu snapped back to attention, turned toward Fan De Biao, and made a gesture of holding up three fingers, then told Jackson to prepare for the heavy character. Jackson nodded.

Fan De Biao saw the gesture and understood immediately what it meant.

Young Master Liu and Jackson pulled the rope taut, and suddenly, the rope pulled heavily downward, indicating Fan De Biao had started his ascent. After a period of painful struggle from Fan De Biao, and a long period of patient waiting from Young Master Liu, Su Yougui, and Jackson, Fan De Biao finally reached the top of the coffin.