"Crazy woman, what are you doing now!"
Jiang Yuan jumped up and saw that Bu Yao was physically bleeding herself again, and the bleeding site was right on the coffin lid.
Bu Yao gave her a cold look, as if to say, "Try swearing again."
Jiang Yuan thought for a moment but didn't say much, just quietly watched Bu Yao continue operating.
The bloodletting continued, and Bu Yao seemed to be drawing her own blood, slowly outlining a pattern similar to the black hole she had drawn earlier on the coffin lid.
"She actually managed to shake my control!" Jiang Yuan was shocked, because he sensed from the Holy Coffin that Bu Yao was gradually seizing control of it from him.
"Then I'll grant your wish!"
Jiang Yuan simply relinquished control over the Holy Coffin. With the Hand of Death's control over the Mark of the Dead, what if Bu Yao controlled the Holy Coffin? If he wanted, he could easily take back control.
Sure enough, when Jiang Yuan released his control, the blood flowing from Bu Yao accelerated the arrangement. In just three minutes, a blood pattern with the sun and moon appeared on the coffin lid, and at this moment, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Bu Yao's mouth.
"Did it succeed?" Jiang Yuan asked knowingly.
Bu Yao pursed her thin lips, trying not to express her inner joy. She took two steps back and said, "Hey, do you think it was right or wrong to steal someone's things?"
"What do you mean by stealing someone else's property? This sacred coffin is clearly mine!" Jiang Yuan refused to back down.
Bu Yao gritted her teeth inwardly, but still continued, "Then I'll give you a chance to admit your mistake. Are you willing to admit it?"
"What do you mean? You don't want to see the Holy Coffin anymore, do you?!" Jiang Yuan pretended to snatch the Holy Coffin away.
"Are you sure you don't want to cherish this last chance?" Bu Yao also placed one hand on the sacred coffin.
"You're insane!" Jiang Yuan was about to put away the sacred coffin.
"Fine, this time I won't be Bu Yao if I don't sell you into a black kiln!" Bu Yao slapped the coffin lid with one hand, and the pattern on the lid instantly shone brightly. "Human, you will pay for your arrogance!"
"What do you want to do?" Jiang Yuan asked, appearing nervous.
"I forgot to tell you, I happen to know a descendant of the owner of this sacred coffin, and I also happen to have a portion of his bloodline!" Bu Yao smiled with extreme confidence, she couldn't wait to see the human's jaw drop in astonishment.
"Then what?"
Jiang Yuan remained calm, showing none of the panic that Bu Yao had imagined.
"And then!" Bu Yao faced the sacred coffin for a long while before saying, "Then I will receive the inheritance of the invincible Holy Spirit!"
As soon as Bu Yao finished speaking, the sun and moon pattern shone at its brightest. A beam of light swept over Bu Yao, and she disappeared, leaving only one sentence behind.
"Human, you will beg for mercy from me!"
"beg for mercy!"
Jiang Yuan couldn't help but laugh when he heard Bu Yao's words. As Bu Yao entered the sacred coffin, the coffin's resistance to him disappeared, and he could even see Bu Yao lying in the coffin laughing heartily.
"How innocent and adorable!" Jiang Yuan exclaimed, then began to activate the Hand of Death to regain control of the Holy Coffin. For him, who possessed the Holy Blood Spirit Pearl, regaining control was just a matter of minutes.
Just as he had guessed, control of the Holy Coffin was regained within a minute.
"Little girl, if you try to fight me, who will inherit the legacy is still uncertain!" Jiang Yuan revealed a sinister smile. As the saying goes, learn from the barbarians to subdue them. He doesn't care whose legacy you inherit, as long as you can become powerful after obtaining it.
However, just when Jiang Yuan felt that everything was under control, the Holy Coffin suddenly showed signs of movement.
"I never expected that my legacy would fall into the hands of the human race!"
"interesting!"
Jiang Yuan vaguely heard someone speaking, and he sensed that it was a rather old man.
"Who is it?" Jiang Yuan suddenly thought of the person in the coffin. He immediately said, "Bu Yao, I know it's you. Don't play tricks on me!"
"Haha, you have good talent, but your brain isn't very bright!"
The strange voice entered Jiang Yuan's mind again.
"Is it the owner of the Holy Coffin?" Jiang Yuan suddenly realized a terrifying fact. When the Hand of Death collected the mark of the dead, it specifically reminded him that this mark already belonged to someone else, and even if he obtained it, he would not be able to acquire much of the other things within the mark of the dead.
Jiang Yuan has collected at least a hundred thousand marks of the dead, so he is quite familiar with this situation. This is because the soul represented by the mark of the dead exists in another form, which means that the owner of this sacred coffin has other souls.
"You've taken the inheritance of my Holy Spirit Clan and now you want to scheme against my Holy Spirit Clan's girls? You certainly have quite the ambition!"
The master of the Holy Coffin spoke again, and his words proved his identity as the invincible Holy Spirit buried within the Holy Coffin.
"Damn it, what the hell!" Jiang Yuan looked left and right but couldn't see anyone, and the mark of the dead that he controlled was gradually losing its effectiveness.
"So be it. I received the care of the human race before I passed away. Today, I will settle this karmic debt!" The master of the sacred coffin spoke with a hint of detachment.
"Respect for the dead is paramount; the ancients were right! You really shouldn't take the things of the deceased!" Jiang Yuan was horrified. This was a holy spirit who had once come incredibly close to God; being targeted by such a being was no good!
"My Dark Sun and Bright Moon have been misunderstood for most of my life. Who can understand the mystery behind it? It's a good thing to pass it down separately, so I won't become the target of everyone's criticism!" The owner of the Holy Coffin muttered to himself.
Jiang Yuan felt a chill run down his spine, but he still mustered his courage and asked the Holy Coffin, "Senior, what exactly are you trying to say?"
"Can you hear me?" the owner of the Holy Coffin suddenly exclaimed in great surprise.
"Am I supposed to not hear you?" Jiang Yuan was annoyed. It turned out this guy was talking to himself, and he didn't seem to have any ill intentions towards him. He should have just stayed silent.
"That's interesting. My soul has already merged with the Holy Coffin. As long as the inheritance continues, I will dissipate. Therefore, no living being can communicate with me!" The owner of the Holy Coffin did not delve into why Jiang Yuan could hear his words. In fact, being heard was enough to relieve his loneliness over the years.
"Senior, I really didn't want to harm your Holy Spirit Clan girl. I just wanted to 'borrow' some Holy Spirit Stones from her!" Jiang Yuan didn't dare to say he was extorting her, because he originally planned to trick Bu Yao out of all the Holy Spirit Stones she had.
"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, I can't concern myself with your affairs. I only want to pass on my Dark Sun and Moon legacy!" said the master of the Holy Coffin.
"You passed it on to her?" Jiang Yuan was startled. If Bu Yao got the inheritance, wouldn't she come out and kill him immediately?
"No, we have to throw her out!"
Jiang Yuan didn't dare to hesitate and directly controlled the Holy Coffin to throw Bu Yao out. This thing should belong to the Holy Spirit Clan, no matter who it belongs to. It would be good if he got it himself!
"Young man, I'm about to bestow upon you a great opportunity!"
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