The witch in front of him.
Not only her appearance but her body also began to accelerate its transformation.
This change was as if she had been reborn. Her shriveled body and skin-and-bones face now had some color.
The witch slowly stood up, holding an eyeball and looking at Zhang Tian and the others.
She didn't even bother to exchange pleasantries with Zhang Tian. The eyeball in her hand gradually emitted a strange glow.
Zhang Tian's heart trembled at the sight. He could feel a strong curse aura from the eyeball.
And she could even restore her looks?
Suddenly, Zhang Tian remembered something.
"Master, we must use curses to defeat curses."
"Didn't we obtain the Book of Life and Death before?"
"I also have a curse stone here. Master, why don't you try to curse her and make her our slave?"
Zhang Tian said with a smile.
Back in the underwater tomb, Zhang Tian found two curse stones. He thought they wouldn't be of much use.
He didn't expect to encounter a witch here.
If paired with the Book of Life and Death, the effect might be doubled.
"Curse stone?"
"Good disciple, that item is very rare. Where did you get it?"
A trace of surprise flickered in Daoist Yi Mei's eyes.
Why did he feel like Zhang Tian had more treasures than him?
"In the tomb..."
Zhang Tian replied, and he took out a black stone from his backpack.
Back then, this stone controlled the sea monster and the drowned corpse. If it could control so many monsters, Zhang Tian didn't believe it couldn't control this witch.
The two combined might even produce a stronger curse.
As expected, when the Book of Life and Death and the curse stone appeared together.
The witch, who was chanting spells to control Zhang Tian and the others, suddenly stopped.
The witch looked at the curse stone Zhang Tian had taken out.
She could feel a strong sense of dominance from this object. If she rashly engaged these people, she might not be able to defeat the curse stone and the Book of Life and Death.
A smile gradually appeared on the witch's face, and she slowly put away the eyeball in her hand.
Her entire face then underwent some changes.
Her originally aged face, for some reason, became ruddy and lustrous.
Her devilishly disgusting face had now transformed into an angelic visage.
Large eyes, a high-bridged nose, willow-like eyebrows, and even an oval face.
With this transformation alone, she could enchant countless naive youths.
"Old Hu, Fatty is wrong. She is truly exceptional."
Fatty mumbled from the side.
Zhang Tian looked at the witch, not making a move immediately. He still had some questions to ask her about this place.
The witch, clearly wary of Zhang Tian's curse stone and the Book of Life and Death, dared not attack for the moment.
"Why are you here, and why have you killed so many people?"
"Where is the true main tomb chamber?"
Zhang Tian asked the witch calmly.
He didn't have any good feelings towards this woman. Who would attack without a word? If he hadn't produced something with sufficient deterrent power in time, she might have already cast a curse.
Indeed, truth lies within strength.
The witch's alluring face showed a hint of longing and reminiscence.
"I don't know if you've heard the legend. In the tomb of the Great Immortal Huang, there is a Yellow Springs River."
"Once ninety-nine people are sacrificed, the souls of the dead can be recalled."
"My husband died of a rare plague. I was cursed by chance and became this way. I have been waiting for tomb robbers to arrive."
"Or to trick villagers into the mountains."
"Ninety-five people have been sacrificed so far."
The witch said, her eyes fixed on the altar, a flicker of excitement in them.
Zhang Tian was half-believing her words.
"Why did you carve curses in the tomb? And the curses in the Myriad Ghosts Cave, you drew those too, didn't you?"
Zhang Tian asked again.
"If my husband's soul were to return, he would surely be weak. So, I cast a curse outside. Anyone who steals my Ghost Core will die a horrible death."
"As for the curses in the tomb, if touched, they will directly become souls for my sacrifice."
The witch said, her eyeballs rolling.
Since Zhang Tian mentioned the Ghost Cave, it meant they had taken her Ghost Core. The witch was furious but didn't show it.
Her hands clasped behind her back, and behind her, an eyeball was already flashing with green light.
She planned to launch a surprise attack.
Once Zhang Tian and the others let down their guard, she would cast her curse.
Not only would the sacrifice be successful, but she might even gain some treasures.
Zhang Tian frowned slightly. What she said was basically consistent with what he had encountered.
It matched, but unfortunately, her wish would not come true.
If souls could truly be recalled here, why didn't Great Immortal Huang resurrect himself?
Why would he revive someone unrelated? That's absurd.
However, Xie Yuchen was greatly shaken.
His exploration of tombs and his search for the Medicine King's tomb were all aimed at resurrecting his stepmother.
Now that the opportunity was before him, he was, to be honest, tempted.
"Young Master Zhang, is what she said true?"
Xie Yuchen whispered to Zhang Tian.
"It's false. Do you think if souls could truly be summoned, why didn't Huang Shuliang achieve eternal life himself? Why let others use his altar to summon souls?"
Zhang Tian said. The witch looked at Zhang Tian and spoke coldly.
"He lacked the ability, and only through curses can souls be retrieved."
She spoke again, and Xie Yuchen's brow furrowed.
He glanced around. To be honest, he wanted to try the sacrifice, but in the current situation, he couldn't.
Not only was Zhang Tian's team very strong, but Zhang Tian and he also had a deep friendship. Xie Yuchen was not a petty person and would not do such a thing.
"When we get back, I will definitely come back here again."
Xie Yuchen thought to himself. He planned to return to the tomb after this expedition and bring some criminals and villains.
"Where is the main tomb chamber?"
Zhang Tian spoke slowly, also putting his hand behind his back.
The curse stone and the Book of Life and Death in Daoist Yi Mei's hand had also established a connection.
Zhang Tian had long realized that the witch was acting suspiciously. She had been stalling for time.
"You are out of luck. You no longer have that chance."
The witch's voice was sharp. It was hard to imagine.
On her oval, beautiful face, such a terrifying expression could appear.
Her face was extremely contorted, looking like a madwoman.
Her hands waved incessantly in front of her, as if muttering some incantation.
Fatty thought of something when he saw this.
"Old Hu, if this woman were to perform face-changing in a Chinese opera troupe, she would definitely become famous in Beili."
Fatty said from the side, while Hu Bayi carefully watched the witch.
"There should be a mechanism in the center of this altar."
"And this is where the gold vein is located. Beneath this altar lies the gold vein!"
Hu Bayi said softly.
While Zhang Tian and the witch were talking, he had already scanned the entire altar area.
He noticed that this altar was similar to the one in the underwater tomb, both being of a lifting type.
Beneath the altar, there must be a large tomb chamber, and within it, a gold vein!
"Old man, don't be so impatient. You might get diabetes."
Zhang Tian said, and the厄石 behind him also emitted light.
The Book of Life and Death flipped in Daoist Yi Mei's hand, and streaks of strange black lines flowed out of it.
Like ropes, they bound towards the witch.
"Is this a curse?"
"Once it wraps around someone, it will never be unbound?"
Zhang Tian looked at the materialized fibrous threads, seeing them in their physical form for the first time, and felt a sense of awe.
"Ancestor Mei, I am willing to offer fifty years of my soul to curse him, accelerating his aging until death!"
The witch muttered, and at the same time, the eyeball in her hand continuously spewed out wisps of black mist.
The black mist seemed endless, carrying an ancient sense of time. The curse aura of Zhang Tian and the witch were on par.
As the black mist appeared, a figure landed in the center of the altar.
The black shadow moved extremely fast, crossing the Bridge of Forgetfulness and reaching the central area of the altar.
The black mist was released, instantly engulfing the black shadow, yet the shadow remained motionless, as if unaffected by the curse.