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Chapter 272 The Door That Appeared on Its Own
"Xiaoling, if you say this outside, some Mongolians will probably be so angry they'll want to beat you up!"
Cheng Feng glanced at Huo Ling and said with a hint of helplessness.
At this moment, Wang Wenxuan chuckled and explained:
"What Mr. Cheng said is true. This Harisulde was the battle flag of the army commanded by Genghis Khan."
Since Kublai Khan, the Mongols have revered this object as a deity, and there are even dedicated people who offer sacrifices to it.
Several memorial ceremonies are held every year. Speaking ill of this object outside the home can cause trouble if it becomes known.
Wang Wenxuan has studied Mongol Yuan culture for many years, and he knows it very well.
This item plays a significant role in the legends surrounding Genghis Khan.
It is said that once Genghis Khan fought against his enemy on the grasslands, but ultimately lost the battle and his army suffered heavy losses.
The soldiers under his command were demoralized, and they would probably not even be able to fight back if the enemy caught up.
Upon seeing this, Genghis Khan prayed to the Eternal Heaven to grant him the strength to overcome this crisis.
Suddenly a white light flashed across the sky, and a strange spear hovered above the army.
Upon seeing this, Genghis Khan ordered his general Muqali to retrieve the object.
But Muqali tried several times without success.
Finally, Genghis Khan made a grand promise, saying that he would use a thousand horses and ten thousand sheep to sacrifice to it in the future.
The strange spear chose to eat the pancake and landed on the ground.
After acquiring Harisulde, Genghis Khan's army became invincible, beginning his legendary life.
"A normal Harisulde consists of five handles, namely one main Harisulde and four secondary Harisulde."
This should be one of the four secondary Sulde.
Wang Wenxuan spoke calmly, but it was easy to see that he was confident.
"That is to say, there are at least five tomb chambers here, four of which contain the Suled."
It is highly likely that Lord Suld is in Genghis Khan's main tomb chamber.
Yang Xueli already had a premonition that they had probably found the real Genghis Khan Mausoleum.
Just as everyone was discussing, the tassels hanging from the altar above Suled suddenly began to sway.
At the same time, Cheng Feng noticed something was wrong and quickly spoke up to remind him:
"Everyone be careful, a trap has been triggered."
The four women arrived behind Cheng Feng almost simultaneously. After this period of training, they had developed a tacit understanding.
When there is danger, Cheng Feng is the safest person to be around.
Only Wang Wenxuan remained standing there dumbfounded, looking around in a panic.
Soon, the tremors in the tomb chamber began to intensify, and Chen Wenjin and the other women were still able to barely maintain their balance.
Wang Wenxuan had already collapsed to the ground, helplessly calling for help.
Seeing this, Cheng Feng was afraid that the old man would break in the grave again, so he quickly came to his side.
He lifted the old man with one hand and quickly returned to the passage he had come from.
After placing it on the ground, he said in a deep voice:
"Before the tremors get too strong, get out of here and wait for us upstairs!"
After saying that, Cheng Feng gave Wang Wenxuan a push with a clever move.
Terrified, Wang Wenxuan dared not linger and quickly took advantage of Cheng Feng's momentum to run back to the other side of the tomb chamber.
After sending this heavy burden away, Cheng Feng quickly returned to the women's side and steadied them with his hand.
"Old Cheng, if things get really bad, let us go to the imaginary space so we don't become a burden to you."
Although Yang Xueli was also eager to explore this legendary tomb, she didn't want Cheng Feng to go to so much trouble for them.
"The situation isn't that serious yet. The structure here is very stable, and this tremor won't cause it to collapse."
Cheng Feng comforted Yang Xueli for a moment, then turned to look at the central altar.
At this moment, the three-tiered circular stone altar, ranging from large to small, is slowly rotating.
With a click, the rotating stone platform abruptly stopped, and the tremors in the tomb chamber subsided.
The girls carefully straightened up and began to look around, trying to find the changes that would occur after the mechanism was triggered.
"It seems...nothing has changed?"
Soon, after careful observation, Chen Wenjin said with a puzzled expression.
Despite the recent tremors, nothing changed in the tomb chamber; everything remained the same.
Even the side of the altar facing Cheng Feng and his group remained unchanged; it rotated for a long time before finally returning to its original position.
"Could it be that the mechanism has malfunctioned due to the long time it has been there?"
Huo Ling tentatively guessed.
"No, something has changed!"
After saying this softly, Cheng Feng walked towards the altar.
Upon reaching the top, Cheng Feng leaped to the very top of the altar and, without hesitation, raised his hand and grasped the Suled.
"I understand. The Suld has sunk three inches. I overlooked it just now because of the angle!"
Chen Wenjin suddenly spoke up at this moment.
The other three women then realized what was happening and turned their gazes toward Cheng Feng above them.
At this moment, Cheng Feng exerted force, attempting to pull Suled out of the altar stone.
With increasing force, Cheng Feng gradually pulled the strangely shaped spear, Suled, upwards.
Finally, with Cheng Feng carefully controlling his strength, Suled was completely pulled out of the stone platform.
Holding the spear, which was over three meters long, in his hand, before Cheng Feng could even examine it closely...
With a muffled thud, the wall behind the altar collapsed instantly, filling the air with a cloud of smoke and dust.
Cheng Feng raised his hand without changing his expression, and a wisp of wind appeared out of thin air in the tomb chamber, quickly dispersing the smoke and dust.
An iron gate, which had been hidden behind the wall, came into Cheng Feng's view.
The iron gate was about two and a half meters wide and about ten feet high.
Each of the two doors has a howling wolf on it, representing the totem of the Borjigin clan.
He casually stored the removed Sulede into his imaginary space, and then jumped off the altar.
The four women quickly came to Cheng Feng's side and stood with him in front of the iron gate that was originally hidden behind the wall.
"A portal that appears on its own initiative is likely a trap."
Chen Wenjin gently reminded Cheng Feng before he opened the door.
"It's alright. If things get too difficult, we'll hide in the imaginary space. Make sure you don't leave my sight."
After Cheng Feng finished speaking, the four women all agreed.
Cheng Feng then raised his hand and placed it on the iron gate. Without Cheng Feng exerting much force, the iron gate was slowly pushed open.
Soon, the door, which had been sealed for who knows how long, was opened again.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew out from inside the door, and at the same time, afterimages kept flashing past the group.
"This is?"
They only realized what was happening after the afterimage had passed. Chen Wenjin and Huo Ling both turned around, but saw nothing.
At this moment, Yang Xueli spoke up to explain:
"Don't worry, those were probably the weathered pigments inside, which were blown out by the wind as air entered."
Huo Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"It startled me! I thought there was some evil spirit that even the head of the household couldn't control!"