Screams rose one after another.
All of it showed that their previous lives had been terrifying, but now they were all complete goofballs.
Little Six was the same. It had not been born long ago, and the childishness in its bones could not be changed.
Boom!
As they screamed, a terrifying aura erupted from the rectangular object.
"What the hell is that? A coffin??"
Lanhuang jolted, its eyes lighting up as it spread its legs to head over.
"Don't go!" The other lifebound beasts all screamed.
"A bunch of trash."
Hundreds of thousands of Silver Dust glanced at them disdainfully, then surged toward the gray rectangular object.
Before they even got close, a sweep of gray mist rolled over them. The hundreds of thousands of little bugs melted away, leaving not even dregs behind.
Silver Dust: "... ..."
It would not show off next time!
"Did Little Eight really turn into a coffin?"
Still shaken, the group of frightened yet curious creatures stretched their necks out to look again.
The gray rectangular object continued to exhale clouds and mist, monopolizing the Companion Space.
Looking closely, they saw that its surface was uneven. Flowing light and shadows in relief covered it, depicting scene after scene.
Within those scenes were people, souls, ghostly flames, the Yellow Springs, the Bridge of No Return, ghost soldiers, death, wronged spirits, Reincarnation...
This truly was a coffin!
A gray coffin!
At the same time, it resembled an entire world—vast and boundless, eerie and bizarre, filled with countless undead, with ghostly souls passing through.
Hah!
Just as Lanhuang edged closer, the coffin lid suddenly trembled, and a crack appeared!
Within that crack, an eye suddenly opened!
A gray eye!
"Fuck, fuck, fuck..."
Even Lanhuang was so startled that it jumped, flinging the other lifebound beasts off its