"Stop!"

The group halted their actions, looking at Lu Chuan with inquiring eyes. Lu Chuan lay on the ground, constantly feeling the large tomb with his hands, his face showing an expression of ecstatic joy.

"Dragon Head, this is it—the entrance to the great tomb."

Qin Yu released his senses to investigate and found that Lu Chuan’s judgement was correct; indeed, they were standing over the entrance. It was sealed with a huge stone that looked to weigh several tons.

"Open the tomb!"

"Yes."

At Qin Yu’s command, Lu Chuan and the others began to use the Luoyang Shovel to clear the soil around the entrance, with the most meticulous among them, Little Six, carefully removing dust from the stone block, trying to find a fissure.

What frustrated Little Six was the superior craftsmanship of the opposing side; even with a wallpaper knife, he was unable to clean out the seams of the stone block.

Qin Yu noticed this as well and his estimation of the Heavenly Secret Sect rose yet again. The precision with which the stones fitted together at the entrance was a clear indication of their exquisite skill!

"Dragon Head, if it’s not working, shall we blast it?" After many attempts, failing to move the large stone, Lu Chuan looked at Qin Yu with an inquiring gaze.

Qin Yu glared at Lu Chuan irritably; "Blast? Do you think you’re immortal or something? Blasting wouldn’t be too dangerous if we didn’t have the Yang Tomb above our heads! But we do, and what if it collapses because of the blast?"

These words nearly scared the life out of Lu Chuan. Cold sweat covered his forehead as he realized the gravity of the situation—should the Yang Tomb collapse due to their careless blasting, they were done for!

"How about we come back another day? The tools we brought aren’t cutting it. Next time, we can bring a laser cutter and surely split the stone block open," Lu Chuan said with a face full of regret.

"Next time? I don’t have time for a next time with you all, move aside." Qin Yu brushed several of the obstructive youths to the side.

Noticing that Xiao Xinzi was also standing on the stone block, Qin Yu, as before, reached out his hand to shove Xiao Xinzi aside as well.

Qin Yu’s casual action greatly annoyed Xiao Xinzi, who silently started cultivating energy, determined to teach Qin Yu a lesson.

What Xiao Xinzi hadn’t expected was that even though he had exerted his Thousand Catty Drop technique, under Qin Yu’s large hand, he felt like a mere leaf being effortlessly swept aside!

Xiao Xinzi swallowed hard, starstruck. My god, what kind of strength does Dragon Head possess? He himself was a middle-stage expert of the Earth Man Realm! Could it be that Dragon Head was a Celestial of the Heavenly Human Realm?

Qin Yu didn’t care what Xiao Xinzi was pondering. He summoned the Xuanyuan Divine Sword from the Purple Micro Star Ring.

Seeing this, Lu Chuan shook his head lightly, "Dragon Head, a sword won’t work! The stone used to seal the tomb is the hardest kind of granite, at least half a meter thick!

Ordinary swords and knives are simply..."

Lu Chuan hadn’t finished his sentence when Qin Yu fiercely swung his sword at the stone block!

With a plop, the stone block was split in half as easily as slicing through tofu!

The Xuanyuan Divine Sword was a Divine Artifact, and even without its Artifact Spirit, it still possessed the might of a Quasi-Divine Artifact. What was granite to it?

Lu Chuan’s mouth twitched uncontrollably, unable to utter a single word. Damn, what kind of sword was this? Wasn’t it a bit too sharp?

Swish swish swish swish.

With a few more sword strokes, the stone block, weighing over a ton, was chopped into pieces!

Crash, crash.

As the stone block fell away, an entrance was revealed.

Seeing everyone with their mouths wide open and stunned looks on their faces, Qin Yu said irritably, "What are you dawdling for? Aren’t you going to clear the entrance quickly?"

Only then did the others snap out of their daze, putting away any petty thoughts. The Dragon Head was far too frightening—they were simply no match for him!