CHAPTER 1243: CHAPTER 1244: AN YIQING CRIED (1)

Unexpectedly, just as An Yiqing finished speaking, a sudden "zzzzz" sound was heard, and a mutation suddenly occurred!

Countless unidentified objects completely changed shape, with heads, limbs, and bodies slowly emerging, transforming into one dazzling humanoid figure after another!

When everyone looked at these humanoid figures in front of them, the first reaction in their mind was the Terracotta Army of Qin Shihuang’s Mausoleum! They looked exactly like those Terracotta Warriors, even more exquisite!

Although An Yiqing’s vision was blurry, the dazzling golden scene before her intensified the unease in her heart. She tightly gripped Gu Yelin’s large hand, her palm sweaty.

At that moment, a sudden "snap" was heard, and astonishingly, those towering golden figures moved!

An Zhifeng and the others, realizing the situation was bad, quickly turned to stride towards the steps.

However, their reaction was a step too late. A large group of golden figures, as if on firewheels, swiftly surrounded them!

Gu Yelin’s cold, black eyes indifferently scanned the sparkling golden scene before him; he pulled An Yiqing back and used his body to shield her.

"Tutu, take Ah Mi and little girl Ling to the high platform to get the legacy item; we’ll deal with these things. Once you get the legacy item, find an exit as quickly as possible and don’t come down."

An Yiqing nodded efficiently; now was not the time for sentimental feelings. Her eyes couldn’t see, and Yin Xilin and Ah Mi were both ordinary people; staying here would only burden everyone. It was better to save time and go up to the high platform to find the legacy item.

"Be careful, don’t get caught up in the fight; staying alive is the priority. Ah Mi, Lingling, and I will quickly find the legacy item and an exit. Here are recovery pills; hold on."

An Yiqing took a bag of pills from her backpack and handed it to Gu Yelin, then led Ah Mi and Yin Xilin up the steps under everyone’s cover.

The golden-hued hall was silent. Led by Gu Yelin, An Zhifeng, An Zhiying, Tan Yulin, Cao Xiaosha, and Dashan stood at the foot of the steps with sharp, icy gazes. Opposite them, rows of golden figures resembled warriors in golden armor, exuding murderous intent.

An Yiqing, Ah Mi, and Yin Xilin were scrambling up the high platform while anxiously watching the situation below. When the golden figures took the first move, all their hearts leaped!

These armored figures were incredibly formidable!

They had no Inner Breath, no Vital Energy; they simply relied on the strength and speed of their limbs, crashing through like wild bulls, making even the strongest Dashan stagger!

The expressions of An Zhifeng and the others grew uglier; they had underestimated these armored figures. These entities, much like the Tutian Family’s Medicine Persons, had no sense of pain or awareness, and because they lacked flesh and blood, they were even fiercer than those Medicine Persons! Although they lacked Vital Energy and Inner Breath, their pure gold limbs and bodies were not just for show! Each strike landed on An Zhifeng and the others, leaving their bodies red and swollen!

Gu Yelin was still manageable; his body had been tempered over the years in the Land of the Two Poles, and his physical strength had reached an extraordinary level, so these armored figures didn’t cause much harm to him. But An Zhifeng and the others were different; no matter how formidable their abilities, they were still only mortal flesh, especially the relatively weaker Dashan, whose arms were already swollen.

The battle raged furiously below the high platform, while An Yiqing and her companions, having ascended the high platform, were equally engulfed in anxiety.