Perfect World

Chapter 738: Chapter 738: The Sinister Coffin
 

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Crack!

A slight noise echoed, especially grating in the silent underground world. Shi Hao tensed every nerve and quickly backpedaled dozens of steps.

This was a collapsed dead city, where any sound was extremely terrifying.

His gaze sharp, the Primordial Spirit in the center of his eyebrows transformed into a golden sun, unleashing the most powerful psychic perception to explore the surroundings.

Furthermore, the Dual Pupils he possessed were covered with characters, interweaving into a blazing light, capturing any nearby anomalies.

A deathly stillness, no sound whatsoever, the vast ruins reverted back to desolation. Shi Hao found nothing; his heart was hairy. What was secretly lurking there?

This dead city had existed for unknown eons; even the Divine Gold once inscribed with characters had turned to rotten iron, and the massive stones were weathered, bound to turn to dust.

It is worth noting that there are still very mysterious and powerful remnants of characters here, yet even these could not protect the city, signifying the profoundness of the passing years.

As for the dao platform, it was even more ancient. Standing there was like arriving in the prehistoric era, reaching back to the era of the creation of the world, feeling like traversing the river of time to its source.

Thump!

Suddenly, this time a clear metallic tremble sounded, originating from the Ancient Bronze Coffin, as if something was about to come out!

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Shi Hao’s complexion changed; the Bronze Coffin was spot-riddled with rust, existing for an incomprehensibly long time. How could there still be living things inside?

At this moment, he felt chills all over, goosebumps on his back and neck. He stared forward, watching the massive and ancient coffin, silently sensing.

The Pill Furnace in his hand was already open, with lightning flickering inside. That was the Celestial River Water from in front of the Immortal Grave, though not much was left, it should still be usable to exorcise evil.

The filth deep underground, the yin corpses in the ancient tombs, should fear this supremely yang lightning the most. Shi Hao watched closely, ready to unleash endless lightning at any moment.

However, after a long wait, there was no movement.

Chaotic mist permeated from within the Bronze Coffin, billowing outwards like immortal mist, twining around the underground ruins, strange yet tranquil, causing a suffocating oppression.

Was something sealed inside the Bronze Coffin?

Was it still alive?

This was somewhat terrifying. After being buried for endless years, could the corpse still have spirit? This sent shivers down one’s scalp, making one uncomfortable in this place.

Shi Hao’s gaze was concentrated, forming into two visible flames, staring ahead, highly vigilant, and carefully activating the protective characters’ light.

However, wisp after wisp of mist spread out; it disturbed people’s Divine Sense and blocked the explorations of the Dual Pupils. Shi Hao could not see through the Bronze Coffin and could not probe into it.

This was a rare occurrence; the Dual Pupils were ineffective!

Should he leave?

Shi Hao contemplated. The underground was too eerie. Although there might be Chaotic Flame, great dangers and horrors could also emerge, too risky and terrifying!

Suddenly, a chill came from above his head, with Astral winds howling, something pounced towards him with a cold breath.

He quickly dodged, stepping on divine steps, employing Ground Shrinking Technique, and looking up, his heart chilled at that moment, what kind of creature was this?

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A figure with a human-like form, sporting bat wings and a gigantic black tail, swooped down like a fierce specter, with eerie eyes and pitch-black teeth.

Strong runes burst forth from its body, forming an overwhelming wave of power, on par with a Celestial God, immense and unparalleled, enveloping the void.

Shi Hao was astounded, for he realized this was not any living being, but more like a puppet carving, which, although was exerting power at this moment, was also starting to disintegrate.

Finally, with the majestic divine might, it dived downward, and before it even reached the ground, it exploded into black rubble.

“What’s going on?” He looked at the shattered statue; if pieced together it would appear lifelike, and its display of divine might was only because a rune had been carved onto it.

How could such a creation rival a Celestial God – what kind of heaven-defying method was this?!

Shi Hao swept his gaze across the ruins, and near the collapsed city gates, he saw some similar carvings, but they were even more thoroughly destroyed, beyond recognition.

Besides this type of creature carving, there were also others, such as Divine Birds, devilish beings, ancient and indescribable Beast Kings, which was astonishing. What a splendid ancient city it must have been, if these carvings could all unleash extreme divine powers in the past, too terrifying!

The fearsome statue that had just plunged down was supposed to be underground, but due to the movement of the earth’s layers, it had been pushed up and had just fallen down.

“Crack!”

Just at that moment, the dao platform cracked, a huge chunk, weighing tens of thousands of pounds, fell with a thunderous noise; it was destroyed by the falling statue.

At the same time, the Bronze Coffin made another deep thud.

Could it be that the dao platform was on the brink of collapse, unable to bear the weight of the Bronze Coffin; hence the disturbances, not because there were living things? Shi Hao was skeptical, and he began to move, walking around the coffin.

After some investigation, he was convinced that the dao platform beneath the Bronze Coffin was indeed fracturing, and perhaps it was this that had caused the earlier noise.

“Just a false alarm?” he murmured to himself.

Eventually, under his astonished eyes, the entire dao platform disintegrated, its remaining characters emitting their last light, fading into the world below ground.

“Boom!”

The Ancient Bronze Coffin and the nine vast skeletons began to sink, eventually becoming level with the debris, and rested next to the dead city.

Shi Hao waited a long time and saw no further disturbances; eventually, unable to resist, he walked towards the Bronze Coffin, wanting to be a tomb raider.

“What kind of figure lies in such an Ancient Coffin, could there be inheritances and Treasured Artifacts et al.?” he whispered quietly, extremely nervous, also apprehensive of abrupt emergence of unknown things like Chaotic Flame.

Keeping a distance, Shi Hao started to use precious symbols, attempting to pry open the casket to see what was inside.

However, contrary to his expectations, the Bone Text appeared and character light scattered, but all to no avail, like a clay ox entering the sea; the casket did not move an inch.

“Magic Immunity? Even more thorough than mine!” Shi Hao’s gaze sharpened, feeling that this coffin was far from ordinary.

In the end, he clenched his fist, making a decision, he followed the slightly opened edge of the coffin lid and entered the large Bronze Coffin, step by step, approaching the small Bronze Coffin inside!

Shi Hao had always been bold, unchanged since the beginning of his journey, and he had an innate, intense desire to explore.

Of course, it also had to do with his current tranquil Divine Sense, not perceiving any formidable danger, which is why he dared to investigate.

Chaotic mist swirled, and Shi Hao felt tremendous pressure; he felt each wisp of air was as heavy as a mountain, and ordinary Cultivators would likely be crushed into meat paste.

“Open!”

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He tried to use the precious symbol at close range, only to find it still useless, the Bronze Coffin impossible to budge even slightly.

Shi Hao gritted his teeth, using the strength of his body, grasping the inner lid of the coffin with both hands, and with a light shout exerted all of his Extreme Path power, an effort that could lift a massive mountain.

But, this time he actually failed!

It wasn’t that his strength was inadequate, rather there was something strange about the coffin lid; with his bodily strength he could uproot mountains, and just now he indeed had lifted the lid, but suddenly it lit up and with a clang shut closed again.

Clearly, there was a mysterious force preventing all of this.

“Lift!”

Shi Hao yelled out, his veins bulging as he tried his utmost to flip the lid open, determined to uncover whatever secrets lay here.

The lid was once again raised an inch high, for a fleeting moment only, as misty auspicious light bloomed like the bright Immortal Light, with strands of primal chaos emerging.

“Bang!”

Unfortunately, that strange force reappeared, forcibly sealing the Bronze Coffin shut.

“Open again!” Shi Hao shouted, but this time he experienced something unexpected, as a thunderous sound rushed into his ears.

At the same time, terrifying visions appeared, assaulting his heart’s ocean, causing him to tremble, his soul thumping.

What was that?

“Kill them all!”

“Roar…”

“Charge in, we must get through!”

He witnessed a world-shaking battle, endless beings slaughtering each other; that entire world was splitting apart, primal chaos surged, and countless bodies fell.

What shocked him was the strength of those beings, unfathomably powerful, traversing heaven and earth, soaring to the ninth level of heaven, looking down upon the nine hells, fighting to the ends of the earth, causing sky and ground to shatter.

Blood spilled, Immortal Light spread, everything was being destroyed.

What level of masters were these?

Thud!

At that moment, the Bronze Coffin trembled, making a huge noise, shaking Shi Hao’s body, but he was unaware, unable to escape those images, immersed in them.

This was simply a soul impact, shaking him to his core.

The vision didn’t last long and gradually dissipated, and in the end he saw the Bronze Coffin being pulled by nine dragon-like creatures, leaving that terrifying world.

Everything else… vanished.

The Bronze Coffin crossed a long river, stirring up towering waves.

Was that the river of time?

Or an Immortal River penetrating the walls of the great world?

In the end, everything disappeared, out of sight.

This left Shi Hao terrified, he released his hold and stepped back from the coffin lid, his heart uneasy and tumultuous.

“What era was that from, where did it take place?” His heart trembled, because in a trance, he also saw a familiar figure.

“It seems… I saw the Willow Deity?!” Shi Hao trembled, then forcefully shook his head.

Shi Hao stood there for a long time, silently contemplating like a statue, unmoving.

After a long while, he exhaled deeply, looking at the Bronze Coffin, aware that he couldn’t open it, this object contained astounding secrets that, if unveiled, might shake the Three Thousand States.

“Someday, I shall stand at the pinnacle of the heavens, pierce through all mists, and traverse the world,” Shi Hao mused to himself.

Naturally, he wasn’t content and wanted to explore, to know more secrets, but multiple attempts only left him shaken with his vitality surging, hearing nothing but the roaring Bronze Coffin.

Last, he utilized all kinds of Secret Techniques, even staining the Bronze Coffin with his own blood, casting the Reincarnation Treasure Technique and others in conjunction.

Unexpectedly, this time there was a response, he heard desolate roars, innumerable supreme beings wailing mournfully.

“Why, why is our lifespan sharply diminishing?!”

“Our pledged alliance…”

Shi Hao felt an odd sensation, heard himself whispering: “I will fight to carve out a path for you!”

He was astonished, his expression frozen, swiftly letting go and covering his mouth, looking at the Bronze Coffin strangely, stepping back a few paces, this was too devilish.

“There’s a ghost here.” Shi Hao got goosebumps, why had he spoken just now?!

Regardless of how he moved or how hard he tried after that, the Bronze Coffin remained unresponsive, and Shi Hao, with no other option, had to retreat.

“Can this thing be carried away?” Shi Hao stood in front of the ruins, staring at the massive Bronze Coffin, thinking that if one used it to smash someone, it would likely crush all kinds of Treasured Artifacts.

Unfortunately, despite many tries, the Bronze Coffin couldn’t be shrunk; it was too massive and lay there, a source of immense frustration.

“Are these the remains of a True Dragon?” Shi Hao turned, focusing his attention on the glowing skeletal remains, they shone with a Divine and peaceful light.

“Pity there’s no flesh, but these bones could be used to make soup, right?” He pounced forward suddenly, touching every single bone, inspecting them carefully.

Eventually, Shi Hao’s eyes lit up, saying, “I hope to boil out some Dragon Marrow!” At this point, his mouth was nearly watering.

At that moment, he had turned into a foodie!

Suddenly, in the eerie silence, he felt something was amiss, swiftly looking up, his expression instantly froze because he saw a flame amidst the ruins.

“You… came to help me make Dragon Bone Soup?” He smiled wryly, his expression extremely stiff.

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