813 Be Destined (1/2)

Meng Qi thought that since he himself could recognize this was the World of Illusion where cardinal points were, how much more experienced Ye Yuqi who even held a heavenly weapon and her opponents who were able to set traps by the World of Illusion, but how could he see no one?

Was it because he was the closest one to this place, or because they ran into each other and their fighting slowed down their course?

Meng Qi opened his third eye, nipped his Jade Palace and made the best of his Arts of Eight-Nine to perceive danger, and then he carefully checked the peak but found nothing but the black pine and the ancient bronze coffin.

He retained his worries, resisted the outside temptations, and steadily walked to the ancient bronze coffin. After making sure all restrictive spells had dispersed, he touched the coffin lid with his left hand.

With wind blowing her dress, Ye Yuqi stretched out her left hand to the coffin lid as well, with her sword in her right hand.

In front of the ancient bronze coffin stood the hulky Nether Emperor, with Life-and-death Rods in his hands. His belly suddenly bulged and writhed as if there was a baby within, and then a pale and bloodless arm grew out and reached the coffin lid.

Afraid of any change, Liu Zejun stood far away. Chen Zhao walked around the ancient bronze coffin, then opened his acupuncture points, with exuberant Yang aura, like a round of suns, and attempted to touch the lid, slowly.

Their fingers touched nothing while reaching the patinated lid, which was like a flower in the mirror or a moon reflected on the lake. Their fingers directly passed through, without any sense of substance.

Meng Qi, Ye Yuqi, the Nether Emperor, and Chen Zhao, all became puzzled at the same time. With a physical and mental sense of heaviness, how could the ancient bronze coffin be only an illusion?

One step back, Meng Qi looked up and down the ancient bronze coffin, only to feel the rusty mottled and heavy coffin had stood thousands of years and that it really had a sense of existence. There was not even a sign of illusion.

Thinking for a while, Meng Qi brandished Heaven's Pain. However, the power of the sword flew through the ancient bronze coffin into the dark mists beyond the cliff.

Ye Yuqi and the Nether Emperor tried several secret spells respectively, but all failed to break the illusion nor touch the real ancient bronze coffin.

”Interesting…” Chen Zhao sank into thinking and said, ”This ancient bronze is indeed mysterious, like the one in the Palace of Frost. You can see it, but can never touch it.”

”Brother, this place might formed from Abrupt Changes. It may be dangerous. Let's leave first.” Liu Zejun was merely at the First-class Realm and was frightened by the depressing and scary Secret Realm.

Although she was lively and loved to pretend to be angry, she would never feign bravery.

Chen Zhao nodded and said, ”This place is really not suitable for a long stay.”

”The ancient bronze coffin was so mysterious that it was not likely to be taken away by others. Maybe from the Palace of Frost can I know how to achieve it.”

Chen Zhao judged by virtue of the similarities between the two places.

So he closed his eyes, with his left hand nipping quickly, and his steps strode like he was unconscious.

That was a Dharma practice invented by the sects and families of the Extreme North through their explorations of the peripheral Palace of Frost throughout generations.

Suddenly, the sky and earth rotated, the mountain shook, and the dark clouds seemed to split.

Seeing the Dharma practice work, Liu Zejun relaxed and let out a breath.

All of a sudden, she and Chen Zhao heard some cracking sounds.

They opened eyes, turned their heads and looked at the ancient bronze coffin at the same time, only to see the coffin lid move automatically and reveal a slot.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.

How could that happen? Both of them were surprised and hardly retained their curiosity. Their eyes were riveted by the coffin, and couldn't help but to look within.

There were icy mists.

Ye Yuqi was looking for a way to leave, when she heard a heavy friction sound. She sensed the lid of ancient bronze coffin was slowly pushed open, by something within.

In a flash, Ye Yuqi felt the pores all over her body shrink. Who knew what kind of a monster could crawl out of the coffin of unknown ages?

A corpse of Dharmakaya, or higher, was coming back to life?

Lingering mighty people?

She had ran into similar things in the Six Dao of Samsara so did not panic. She held the hilt tightly at first, then relaxed, but still remained alert, staring at the ancient bronze coffin.

The patinated and mottled lid was moved, and dark mists rose from the interior, like stars in night.

The Nether Emperor was taking out his seal script to tackle the Secret Realm, when he suddenly stopped, for hearing the horrifying sound made by the lid of ancient bronze coffin. He jerked sideways immediately.

Blood-yellow mists rolled out, representing the circulation of Yin and Yang, life and death.

The sky was swirling, the earth was rotating, and the mountain was shaking. Meng Qi hung down his long blade, and was ready for any sudden change.

At this moment, the lid of the coffin moved heavily and firmly, and a cold and evil aura spread out. The crackling sound was like recalling one's soul.

”Fuck, will it be another demon who isn't totally dead?” Meng Qi's heart sank. With his blade in his right hand and his sword in his left, a Celestial Body was ready to form at any moment.

The lid of the coffin moved slowly, and the oppressing atmosphere seemed to make time stand still.

A slot appeared, and a shred of dark red jumped into Meng Qi's eyes.

Blood, splattered blood! There was no corpse in the coffin, only dark blood smeared on the front and left side!

They had dried up and lost their spirit and strength, but the most evil, degenerating and bloody feeling still shook Meng Qi's heart, almost urging him to fall down and omit. It was his luck to have The Best in the World and Yuan Xin Seal.

As the coffin lid continued to move, the slot became wider, and the slightly dim interior was completely exposed to Meng Qi.

The bottom was clean, only a few dozen drops of dark and dried blood left on the upper side. They formed a line, which seemed to outline a mysterious track.

While on the front, back, left, and right, were all spilled blood, painting bloody and evil Chinese ink pictures. Only a glance, and one would be definitely driven crazy.

The most terrifying was the inside of the coffin lid, which was daubed with blood and the blood of some parts was nearly black. The emitted faint smell of blood was much venomous than any poison.

Surrounded by the smell of blood, an aura of sharp arrogance, disdain, domineering, and scorn sprang out, oppressing the blood smell.

The smell was so familiar that Meng Qi blurt out,

”The Tyrant!”

That was the aura of the Tyrant and his Invincible Blade, which Meng Qi once saw in the Ananda Pure Land in Universal Fragment and experienced when recognizing the Tyrant's Six Decapitations.

Did the Tyrant ever show up here, fight with the mysterious dead and hurt or annihilate them?