Chapter 117 - 117 The Ancestor's Coffin Board Can't Be Suppressed Anymore!
Chapter 117 - 117 The Ancestor's Coffin Board Can't Be Suppressed Anymore!
117 The Ancestor’s Coffin Board Can’t Be Suppressed Anymore!
In the deepest part of Tianmo Ridge was a grave that was ten feet tall!
Boom!
When Li Xuanshan and the other two arrived with hoes on their shoulders, a thick aura of time rushed over like a tidal wave.
It caused their expressions to become extremely solemn.
On the tombstone in front of the large tomb, a few large words were engraved.
“The tomb of Dugu Mie, the ancestor of the Dari Demonic Sect!”
Looking at the ancient and weathered tomb in front of them, both Wan Zhentian and Yuan Huachen frowned, appearing to be quite diffident.
“This… Are we really going to dig up our old ancestor’s grave?” Yuan Huachen took a deep breath and said.
“What? Are you scared?” Li Xuanshan snorted.
Hearing this, Yuan Huachen’s face sank.
“I’m not afraid. However, Dugu Mie is the founder of our Dari Demonic Sect. Isn’t it a little disgraceful for us to dig up his grave? Moreover, if this matter were to spread, our reputation would be completely ruined.”
He had some misgivings.
Regarding this, although Wan Zhentian was hesitant, he was much better than Yuan Huachen.
“What are you afraid of? As long as you and I don’t say anything, who will know that we dug up the graves of our ancestor? Besides, Dongfang Bubai is our only hope now. Unless you want to die, we have to dig this grave!”
Rumble!
As he spoke, Wan Zhentian steeled his heart and immediately struck the hoe hard on the tombstone. The powerful impact smashed the tombstone into pieces.
“Do it! In order to survive, we can only let our ancestor bear the grievance.”
After Wan Zhentian, Li Xuanshan also waved the hoe in his hand and started digging crazily.
Seeing this, Yuan Huachen moved his lips, wanting to say something.
However, he didn’t say anything in the end.
After struggling for a moment, he also joined in the digging of the grave.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
…
The three of them were powerhouses who had reached perfection in the Myth realm. Their hands-on ability was very strong.
In less than 15 minutes, they had successfully dug out a passage.
In an instant, waves of dense decaying aura surged out wantonly.
After the dust settled, they looked at each other and carefully stepped into Dugu Mie’s grave with their weapons.
The tomb was extremely spacious. Moreover, it was not as dark as they had imagined. Instead, it was very bright.
Pa!
Pa!
Pa!
…
After traveling down a flight of stairs, the three successfully arrived at a huge tomb.
In an instant, they saw a black copper coffin with an ancient design.
The copper coffin was extremely heavy.
It was entangled by nine iron chains that were at least as thick as an arm. Even after thousands of years of erosion, the iron chains did not show any signs of decay.
They wrapped around the black copper coffin tightly, causing it to float in the air.
It looked extremely strange!
“Is the body of old ancestor Dugu Mie buried in this coffin?”
Yuan Huachen sized the coffin up in bewilderment.
“Yes! According to the records of the Demonic Sect, Dugu Mie’s cultivation had already broken through the shackles of the Innate Sky realm after he founded the Dari Demonic Sect and reached a higher level. It’s said that when he died, he had reached perfection in the Heavenly Cycle realm,” Li Xuanshan said in a deep voice.
Perfection of the Heavenly Cycle realm?
Wan Zhentian and Yuan Huachen were shocked!
Dugu Mie, as the founder of a sect, was extremely outstanding in both talent and aptitude bone. It was not surprising that he could reach the perfection of the Heavenly Cycle realm.
With such strength, he could be considered a master even in the Green Heaven Region.
Unfortunately, no matter how powerful a person was, they could not resist time and fate.
Dugu Mie ultimately died in the Heavenly Cycle realm. He was unable to break through the shackles and extend his lifespan.
“Do you think there’s something good hidden in Ancestor Dugu’s coffin?”
Suddenly, Wan Zhentian’s voice rang out in the empty tomb.
Hmm?
Upon hearing this, Li Xuanshan and Yuan Huachen glanced at Wan Zhentian. Then, their eyes lit up.
“As the founder of the Dari Demonic Sect, he must have a lot of treasures. Why don’t we open the coffin and take a look?”
Yuan Huachen was quite moved.
“I have the same intention! Either way, we’ve already dug up Ancestor Dugu’s grave, so we might as well open his coffin and take a look. If there’s really any opportunity left behind, it can help us revitalize the Dari Demonic Sect.”
As he spoke, Wan Zhentian took a step forward and arrived in front of the black copper coffin. He sized it up for a moment, then took out an ancient giant sword and slashed it fiercely on the copper coffin.
Bang!
The sound of metal clashing rang out, and the nine iron chains that were binding the coffin broke with a sound.
Seeing this, Yuan Huachen wanted to go over and investigate.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
…
However, at this moment, the pitch-black copper coffin suddenly shook violently.
Immediately after, Li Xuanshan and Yuan Huachen saw Wan Zhentian lift the black coffin’s lid. Instantly, a terrifying aura surged out.
Seeing this, the three of them were shocked!
“Shit, the ancestor’s corpse has come to life! Quickly dodge!” Li Xuanshan roared crazily.
He wanted to rush over and pull Wan Zhentian away.
However, it was all too late!
“Ah!”
With a shrill scream, Li Xuanshan and Yuan Huachen watched in horror as a strange, pitch-black hand reached out from the coffin.
After that, the hand broke Wan Zhentian’s neck and pulled him into the copper coffin.
“Ancestor, forgive… Forgive me…”
Vaguely, Li Xuanshan and Yuan Huachen heard a terrifying gnawing sound coming from the coffin.
Rumble!
At the same time, the lid of the black coffin shook violently. It was as if the board was going to be sent flying at any moment!
“F*ck, even the coffin board can’t suppress our ancestor anymore!”
Yuan Huachen was shocked and furious.
Bang!
Seeing that the coffin board was about to be blown away by the huge force, Li Xuanshan rushed to the top of the black coffin in a flash.
With lightning speed, he stuck a mysterious purple talisman on the coffin.
“Roar!”
As the purple talisman fell, Dugu Mie’s black copper coffin seemed to be suppressed by some force. It actually fell silent in an instant.
Whoosh!
It was only at this moment that Li Xuanshan heaved a sigh of relief.
At the same time, Yuan Huachen, who had escaped death, gulped with lingering fear. His eyes were filled with shock and fear.
“What the hell was that?”
“I don’t know! My guess is that Ancestor Dugu is not completely dead yet. His remnant consciousness is causing trouble.”
Li Xuanshan’s face was gloomy.
What was that? Dugu Mie had been dead for 1,000 years, but he was still alive?
Yuan Huachen’s eyes widened with shock!
“Then what about now? Will he come out?”
“Not for now! The Corpse-suppressing Talisman I just used was something I found on a historical site. It has a powerful effect of suppressing corpses. Even if Dugu Mie is not dead, he won’t be able to come out for the time being. However, I do not dare to guarantee the same after some time.”
Li Xuanshan’s expression was solemn.
Hearing this, the worry on Yuan Huachen’s face intensified.
“Hurry up and invite Dongfang Bubai over. Things might change if we delay. At that time, when Dugu Mie’s corpse comes out, neither of us will be able to live,” He urged anxiously.
“Alright!”
As he spoke, Li Xuanshan tried to communicate with the mysterious voice from before.
“I’m willing to use the corpse of the founder of the Dari Demonic Sect, Dugu Mie, to invite the heavens’ emissary, Dongfang Bubai, to help the Dari Demonic Sect survive the Great Tribulation of High Heavens.”
Thump!
Thump!
Thump!
…
He knelt and kowtowed to the sky in an extremely pious manner.
[Ding~]
[You have received an invitation from the Dari Demonic Sect. The other party has invited you to take over as the sect master and help the sect to overcome the Great Tribulation of High Heavens.]
[Reward: The corpse of the founder of the Dari Demonic Sect, Dugu Mie!]
[Would you like to accept the invitation?]
While Li Xuanshan was kowtowing, Lin Wudao, who was far away in the Li Dynasty’s imperial capital, also received a notification.
