Yang Zhen felt dizzy and pressed himself to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood and became angry: "Damn it! Break this slut!"

Boom! Yang Zhen put away his palms and slammed his fists on the ground. Suddenly, the ground shook and violent auras rose to the sky. As the earth waves flew, the whole hall turned upside down and turned into a completely different appearance.

Amidst the endless dust flying everywhere, everyone felt as if they were in the midst of a violent storm in the deep ocean, with their bodies tumbling and falling, and hurting all over.

Yang Zhen was also hit hard, mainly because his center of gravity was unstable and his body had no point of support.

Rocks were flying, air was surging, and excruciating pain was felt. It was unknown how long it was before the entire hall gradually calmed down.

Yang Zhen jumped up immediately and was stunned.

Gong Sanhe, Si Dingchun and Wen Yuning were all lying on the ground in a miserable state. Siying was like an old fool, grabbing a huge coffin like an octopus, lying on it, cursing non-stop.

Seeing that the earth-shaking changes finally stopped, the dead shadow spat out the dirt in his mouth, climbed up, patted the dirt on his body and said: "What happened?"

Gong Sanhe and the other two also climbed up and looked at the dead shadow in astonishment. The dead shadow looked confused and looked himself up and down. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that he was not missing any arms or legs. Just as he was about to speak angrily, his expression suddenly froze and he looked blankly at his feet.

"Beat the motherf*ck!"

At this glance, the dead shadow suddenly jumped three feet high and jumped to Yang Zhen's side. He pointed at the huge coffin under his feet and said in horror: "What the hell is this?"

Before Yang Zhen could say anything, the dead shadow snorted again: "Boy, I'll settle the score with you when we get out. You actually tricked me. Did you know there was a restriction here?"

Yang Zhen nodded and said, "Yes, I've seen that this place is not ordinary. But you are such an old senior, we should be reasonable, right? Tell me, did I let you in?"

"You gave in!" Dead Shadow glared! Yang Zhen smiled at Dead Shadow and said, "You should speak with conscience. I just gave you a suggestion or proposed an inappropriate idea, but you stepped into it yourself."

"You... shameless boy!" Dead Shadow was stunned. It was obvious that he had no way to deal with Yang Zhen.

Now thinking back, Yang Zhen really didn't let him in. He insisted on going in, and before going in, he even spoke a lot of big truths.

"Hmph! What's up with this coffin? Where did it come from?" Dead Shadow looked at the huge coffin in the center of the hall with a confused look on his face and asked in doubt.

Thinking about holding such a big coffin just now, Siying's face looked a little ugly.

After Gong Sanhe confirmed that Ding Chun and Wen Yuning were fine, he came to Yang Zhen and said, "Is this the true appearance of the Heavenly Secret Lock?"

"Who knows?" Yang Zhen shook his head and said, "Let's go and have a look!"

Another coffin!

This was the second time that Yang Zhen had seen a coffin in such a place. The first coffin was in the Nine Realms Linglong Tower. It was a transparent coffin, and the stunning female saint was lying inside it.

Now, there is such a huge coffin inside the Tianji Lock. Could it be that there is not a person lying inside?

This coffin is about three to five times the size of an ordinary coffin. It is covered with mysterious patterns and looks extremely complicated and mysterious. At first glance, it makes people feel drowsy.

When Yang Zhen slowly walked to the side of the coffin, Gong Sanhe suddenly shouted, "You two, don't look at the patterns on the coffin!"

Ding Chun and Wen Yuning were shocked when they heard this, and nodded quickly, but their eyes fell on Yang Zhen with curiosity.

Yang Zhen...was studying the patterns on the coffin with his eyes wide open.

It’s really frustrating to compare yourself with others!

Death Shadow also looked over with curiosity, squatting on the ground and trying to feel the pattern on the coffin, but suddenly stumbled and cursed: "Damn it, what the hell is this? I actually feel dizzy."

Gong Sanhe sneered and said, "Old man, if you don't understand, just stand aside, so you don't become a burden to us later!"

"What?" Death Shadow was furious, pointing at Gong Sanhe and saying, "How dare you say that I am a burden? I... I will go to the side and look after those two little guys!"

Death Shadow walked aside cursing. Gong Sanhe shook his head and laughed, looking at Yang Zhen and asked, "Did you see anything?"

Yang Zhen shook his head. These patterns were not the ones Yang Zhen had seen before. They looked neither like talent inscriptions nor star inscriptions. They were not even one of the true patterns of heaven and earth. Instead, they were a completely different kind of pattern, as if they had never appeared in this world.

No, it’s not that it has never appeared, but that Yang Zhen has never discovered it.

Maybe if Dao Chi was here, she would be able to see something.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhen suddenly became more interested. Although he didn't know what these patterns were, Yang Zhen slowly saw through the purpose of these patterns, and it turned out to be a means of concealing the truth!

Conceal the truth!

What a big ambition! The Great Sage who could set up such a game within a game must be an amazing array master. At least his attainments in the art of Ksitigarbha should be even higher than his.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

This is quite interesting.

The Tianji Lock has been used since ancient times to lock the secrets of heaven. It is an existence that can hide the will of heaven and earth. Now, inside the Tianji Lock, there appears a coffin with patterns carved on it that can conceal the will of heaven and earth. It is clear at a glance what the purpose of the person lying inside the coffin is.

This is a person who wants to change his fate!

"These patterns are meant to conceal the truth, but I have never seen them before. Has Senior Gong ever seen such patterns?"

Yang Zhen turned his head and looked at Gong Sanhe with curiosity.

After hearing the words "cover the truth", Gong Sanhe's face suddenly changed, with a look of doubt and uncertainty. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Let me think about it!"

As he spoke, Gong Sanhe closed his eyes, but his hands moved repeatedly, and he performed small spells one after another, obviously calculating something.

No matter what kind of calculation it was, Yang Zhen got a headache when he saw it. In such a short period of time, he was almost falling asleep. Gong Sanhe suddenly exclaimed, which scared Yang Zhen.

The dead shadow was even more frightened than Yang Zhen, and he was almost left with sequelae. He trembled all over and stared at Gong Sanhe and said, "You old man, what are you yelling about?"

Gong Sanhe ignored the dead shadow, looked at Yang Zhen with burning eyes, and said in a deep voice: "If I am not mistaken, this should be a sacrificial text!"

"Sacrificial text?" Yang Zhen was stunned and asked in surprise, "The kind of sacrificial text on the tombstone?"

Gong Sanhe shook his head and said, "This is not an ordinary sacrificial text, but a pattern used to refine the soul after death. It should have come from the Southern Border Continent."

"Southern Xinjiang Continent?" Death Shadow suddenly let out a strange cry, and came to Gong Sanhe. He looked at Gong Sanhe with a strange expression, and said, "Old man, you are not mistaken, are you really coming from Southern Xinjiang?"

Before Gong Sanhe could speak, Death Shadow muttered to himself with a serious expression, "Over in Southern Xinjiang, there are only a bunch of sinister and evil guys, and most of them are experts in playing with insects. Could it be that there are some insects here?"

Hearing the insects, Wen Yuning exclaimed and her face turned pale. Even Ding Chun swallowed hard and looked at the surrounding environment with flickering eyes. It was obvious that he was extremely afraid of the insects in the mouth of the dead shadow.

(End of this chapter)