Chapter 847: The Heavenly Coffin…
Chen Huai'an silently watched Bi Yuewu, whose eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Faced with the threat of the immortal's dagger being revealed, he did not panic, did not flee, and did not even change the frequency of his breathing.
Those eyes were as calm as a deep, bottomless ancient well, reflecting Bi Yuewu's ferocious and greedy face.
"Why is there such a hurry, Immortal Master?" Chen Huai'an's slightly disheveled sleeves were replaced with a calm tone, as if he were reminiscing with an old friend. "Since I have taken these seven volumes of incomplete scriptures, I can run away. However, the Nine Heavens Refining Profound Array has not yet reached its end."
He raised his hand and pointed to the pitch-black dome above his head: "There's another one."
"What?"
Bi Yuewu frowned and looked in the direction Chen Huai'an was pointing.
Rumble—
It seemed as if to confirm Chen Huai'an's words.
A mechanism hidden in the shadows of the palace emitted a teeth-grinding grinding sound, and then the towering dome slowly opened to the surroundings.
The previously enclosed space was instantly filled with a violent gale. In the depths of the sky, where black clouds filled the air and lightning snakes danced wildly, a floating peak, even more magnificent and dangerous than the previous seven, was slowly sinking, carrying immense thunder.
Beneath that floating peak was a sky-reaching staircase paved with ten thousand white jade steps.
Around the 녪 step, nine yellow jade dragons formed from the raging earth vein dragon energy were churning and roaring in the sea of clouds, appearing and disappearing, exuding a terrifying pressure that rivaled that of a true immortal.
"Earth vein dragon energy?!"
Bi Yuewu's pupils suddenly contracted.
His primary task upon descending to the mortal realm was to resolve the rampage of the earth's dragon energy and reinforce the seal.
He had assumed that the dragon's energy was scattered throughout the formation, which was why he hadn't seen it.
I never imagined that those violent earth vein dragon energies would gather around this last floating peak.
"There's an even better view ahead." Chen Huai'an looked at the floating peak that had slowly come to a stop and said calmly, "If the immortal wants any other treasures, then you may accompany me on this final journey. At that time, I will naturally offer you what you desire with both hands."
Bi Yuewu's eyes flickered, filled with surprise and doubt.
He glanced at the nine raging dragon energies, then at Chen Huai'an, who looked completely calm.
This earth vein dragon energy is too dangerous. If it weren't for this person scouting ahead, who knows what kind of deadly restriction would have been placed there.
Anyway, with this person right in front of me, how could they possibly fly away?
He had a vague feeling that Chen Huai'an was too much for him.
However, he couldn't connect a mere human sword cultivator with the Nine Heavens Refining Profound Array, which was highly valued by the adults of the Celestial Clan.
"Fine." Bi Yuewu sneered, his hand pressing on the array plate, his power surging. "I'll let you live another quarter of an hour. Lead the way!"
Chen Huai'an turned around and gently shook his head at Zhang Yibai and the other two.
"You stay here and do not make any trouble."
Having said that, he said no more and turned to walk towards the ten-thousand-level white jade steps that connected to the last floating peak.
Bi Yuewu followed closely behind. Although her eyesight was not as good as before, her divine sense was firmly locked onto Chen Huai'an's every move.
step.
Chen Huai'an stepped onto the first level of the ladder.
Roar—!!!
The sea of clouds churned, and the nine dormant yellow jade dragons seemed to have been provoked, instantly erupting in fury.
One of the dragons roared and swooped down, its massive head crackling with earth-shattering lightning, crashing violently into the two people on the rank of Nori!
"Okay!"
Bi Yuewu was shocked. The power of this dragon aura was several times more terrifying than the bronze statue and the divine fire before!
He hurriedly summoned the only immortal artifact array plate in his hand, attempting to resist the power of heaven and earth.
However, what happened next made his eyes widen in horror.
When the raging yellow dragon of the earth vein rushed to within three feet of Chen Huai'an, it seemed as if it had encountered a king on a royal procession. A trace of human awe flashed in its originally ferocious dragon eyes, and its massive body twisted in mid-air. The gale it generated did not even ruffle a single hair of Chen Huai'an's.
It spared Chen Huai'an.
Then, the pent-up anger and thunder were unleashed without reservation, raining down on Bi Yuewu who was following behind!
"roar!!!"
"puff--!!"
There was absolutely no suspense.
Bi Yuewu was like a flying insect struck by a fly swatter; his protective immortal light shattered instantly, and he was slammed hard onto the white jade steps by the dragon energy, spitting out blood.
"Why?!!"
Bi Yuewu, with disheveled hair, roared mournfully, "Why did it attack you?!"
Chen Huai'an in front of him didn't answer, or even turn around.
With his hands behind his back, he strolled leisurely amidst the thunder and dragon energy powerful enough to obliterate even a true immortal.
With each step, the churning sea of lightning around them would automatically part to create a path.
Every gust of earth dragon energy rushing towards him bowed and murmured beside him, as if paying homage to this person who had ascended to heaven.
Why?
Chen Huai'an looked up at the dark clouds filling the sky.
It was because he carried within him the unyielding spirit of seven generations of sages who dared to make the heavens bleed!
The Nine Dragons Lock the Sky, locking away the gods and protecting the people.
In the eyes of the ancient earth vein dragon energy, the one who carries seven incomplete scriptures and bears the intention to slay gods is the true master of this land.
As for you, Bi Yuewu...
Even if you reside high in the heavens, even if you call yourself a true immortal.
In the eyes of these souls of the dragon king who once followed the First Dragon in his conquest of the heavens and the Human Emperor in his control of the floods...
You are nothing more than a spineless, spineless watchdog under the command of the gods, only capable of wagging its tail and begging for mercy!
How dare a vicious dog bark before a true dragon?!
The dragon devours its master, but only its lackeys!
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Amidst the sky filled with lightning and dragon energy, that figure in white robes exuded an air of aloofness, as if he were above all living beings.
In contrast, consider Bi Yuewu.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The remaining eight long dragons seemed to have found an outlet, giving him no chance to breathe, and bombarded him in turn.
Thunder roared like rain, and dragon claws were like hooks.
"Aaaaaah! Chen Huai'an! You tricked me!!"
Bi Yuewu screamed repeatedly, the array plate in his hand dimmed, and the wounds on his body were so deep that the bone was visible.
He wanted to retreat, but found that his retreat route had been blocked by the sea of thunder; he wanted to advance, but the overwhelming dragon energy suppressed him firmly in place like an impregnable wall.
There is no road under heaven, and no door on earth.
He could only roll and dodge like a broken-backed mad dog, using all his cultivation to defend against those attacks that ignored Chen Huai'an.
"I am a fairy! I am a true fairy!!"
"You forced me to do this...you forced me to do this!!"
Bi Yuewu's roar was quickly drowned out by the rolling thunder.
Under the cover of the raging thunderstorm, Chen Huai'an had already climbed the ten thousand steps and stood atop the floating peak.
There are no magnificent palaces here, only a cliff that has witnessed countless ages.
At the edge of the cliff, beneath a sky filled with thunder, there was only an axe, a jade slip, and a coffin.
A coffin with an ordinary appearance, as black as ink, and sealed with a lid.
It lay there alone in the center of the sky, its entire body cast from the famous black wood, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura of death.
The blackness was so pure that it seemed to absorb all the surrounding light, sound, and even divine consciousness.
Compared to it, the rusty axe stuck diagonally in the ground and the ancient jade slip floating in mid-air emitting a faint glow pale in comparison, like a drop in the ocean.
Rumble—
Chen Huai'an raised his head and finally saw the true nature of the "Nine Heavens Refining Profound Array".
What kind of seal is this?
This is clearly a "parasitic" cycle that has lasted for countless lifetimes!
From within the coffin, though the true appearance of the corpse could be clearly seen, a boundless and suffocating surge of primordial spiritual energy continuously emanated.
This spiritual energy did not dissipate, but was instead firmly locked in.
Several thick chains, as thick as water vats and intertwined with lightning, were like greedy tree roots, deeply embedded in the dark coffin.
They trembled and sucked, forcibly stripping away every last bit of energy escaping from the coffin.
These chains stretched along the void, weaving into a black network that blotted out the sky.
It is faintly visible that the nine endpoints of the path that day correspond exactly to the current locations of the nine courtyards.
I see……
Using heaven and earth as a furnace and the Refining Mystic Array as a millstone, they slowly squeezed out the last bit of blood and bone from the person in the coffin.
This is used to store spiritual energy in the courtyard, thereby stimulating the birth of the Heavenly Essence Jade Marrow.
Faced with this magnificent cruelty, Chen Huai'an felt a chill run straight to the top of his head.
Is this the work of the Celestials?
Not only do they kill you, but they also exploit your remains to the extreme.
So... who is the person in this coffin?
Several illustrious names from mythology flashed through Chen Huai'an's mind, but he rejected them one by one.
In this world of distorted history and chaotic camps.
Who knows whether those legendary immortals and gods were the backbone who shed blood for humanity, or were already lackeys wagging their tails to the gods?
He held his breath, his steps heavy, and walked step by step toward the enormous, pitch-black coffin.
It's getting closer.
The oppressive aura emanating from the coffin did not repel him; instead, it exuded a deathly peace.
Chen Huai'an gripped the cold, icy edge of the coffin with both hands, slowly leaning over and looking through the writhing chains that resembled tree roots, towards the deepest part of the coffin.
The first thing that catches the eye is a touch of white.
In the endless darkness and thunderstorm, the figure's white robe of black jade remained pristine, untouched by a speck of dust. Millennia of time had left not a trace on the robe; even the cloud patterns on the hem were clearly visible, as if the garment had been worn only this morning.
My gaze continued downwards, landing on the person's hand.
Her hands were clasped together on her abdomen, and her skin had a translucent, jade-like luster.
The fingers are long and slender, and you can even vaguely see the pale golden veins under the skin that are dry but still slowly flowing.
He is dead.
He seems to be just... asleep.
Chen Huai'an's heart began to pound uncontrollably, and his throat went dry.
He forcibly suppressed the instinct to turn and run away, his gaze following the delicate cloud pattern on the collar, moving little by little, inch by inch, towards the collar.
Neck.
Jaw.
bridge of the nose.
The moment that sleeping face finally entered Chen Huai'an's sight without reservation.
boom--!
It was as if a thunderbolt had exploded directly in the depths of his mind.
The thunder, wind, and dragon roars all around vanished at that moment.
The whole world seemed to collapse and freeze in that one glance.
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