Taking advantage of his ability to resurrect, Zhang Ze volunteered to go first. He activated his Innate Dao Body and approached the golden turtle shell, reaching out to poke at it.
The touch was cold, without any restrictions.
After poking a few more times, Zhang Ze gathered his courage, leaned his ear against it, hoping to hear what was inside.
A heartbeat would be nice.
However, Zhang Ze heard a rather discordant sound.
"BBB, the ace is exposed, shift to B."
Zhang Ze, "Huh?"
To make sure he hadn't heard wrong, he stood up and rubbed his ears before sticking them back on.
Sure enough, the sound changed again this time.
"Chain links of iron, wine, kill, against those who invade the lands of Great Wu! Go speak with my ancient blade!"
Zhang Ze, "?"
Aware that things might not be so simple, Zhang Ze didn't wait for Qin Lang and ran directly to the other side of the turtle shell.
