Chapter 971 Opening The Tomb Door
Warren continued his lecture about the various precautions to take, but no one paid full attention to him. After all, it wasn’t their first time participating in a Trial, and they couldn’t wait to enter the ancient tomb.
When his speech was finally over, Warren turned to where the Henckle family was and looked at Blake. “The time has come, Blake. Open the tomb door.”
“Yes, sir!” Blake replied as he hurriedly led a group of the Henckles’ disciples and jumped to the front of the heavy tomb door.
The tomb door was carved from white marble, stood more than ten feet high, and weighed over tens of thousands of pounds. If an ordinary person were to stumble across the tomb entrance, they wouldn’t even think about opening the door, much less enter the tomb.
The next second, Blake took out a bowl of red beans and scattered them in front of the door while the Henckles’ disciples stood on both sides with lighted white candles in their hands.
Blake proceeded to recite an incantation, and before long, the red beans dug into the soil and began sprouting.
Everyone stared at him, not wanting to miss out on any details of the exciting development.
Soon, a patch of red bean sprouts appeared in front of the tomb door. Blake grabbed them all in one hand, stuffed them into his mouth, and started chewing.
At the same time, his hands began to glow, growing brighter every second until they resembled a couple of car headlamps.
“Open,” Blake mumbled as he brought his fists together and unleashed an immense force on the tomb door.
To everyone’s surprise, the heavy tomb door shifted until there was a gap that steadily grew larger.
Bursts of negative energy immediately seeped out, which resulted in a drastic temperature drop.
Some of the candle flames began to flicker wildly, and as the tomb door opened wider and wider, a cloud of black mist gushed out.
All the candles went out in the blink of an eye, chilling everyone to the bone.
Blake frowned before spitting his chewed red bean sprouts at the black mist, causing it to scatter and float away.
By then, the tomb door had opened fully, but the inside was as black as coal.
“Mr. Gordon, the tomb door’s opened,” Blake reported.
After stepping forward to inspect, Warren gave a satisfied nod. “The Henckle family has done well this time, Blake. The Warriors Alliance will not forget your contributions.”
“It’s our honor to be able to assist the Warriors Alliance,” Blake replied, hastily bowing as he did.
“Follow me into the tomb, everyone! And be on your guard!” Warren ordered. Turning toward Blake, he added, “Stay close to me, Blake. If you sense anything wrong, give me a heads up.”
Even though Warren was a Top Level Martial Arts Grandmaster, he knew squat about tombs and traps. On the contrary, Blake was an expert, so Warren knew it would be prudent to have the former by his side.
“Don’t worry, Mr. Gordon. I’ve explored almost a hundred tombs and gained plenty of experience. Everything will be fine!” Blake said confidently.
Yes, this is it! It’s time for us Henckles to shine!
Based on power alone, the Henckles could only be considered a third-rate family in the martial arts world. However, when it came to cave and tomb explorations, no one could deny that they had a rather impressive reputation in Jadeborough.
As everyone else began swarming into the tomb, Theodore turned to Jared. “Mr. Chance, this is as far as I can go. Please be careful once you’re in the ancient tomb.”
Unfortunately, since Theodore wasn’t on the list of participants for the Trial, he wasn’t allowed to step foot into the tomb.
“Don’t worry, General Jackson. I’ll be careful,” Jared answered, nodding his head.
Without further ado, he marched into the ancient tomb with Colin in tow.
Once they were inside, they immediately felt suffocated and claustrophobic. To make matters worse, the long tunnel in front of them was like a deep and dark abyss.
