"It worked! This treasure has successfully sensed Farmer Woodcutter's exact location."
A moment later, as the incantation seals descended and the floating Soul-Settling Evil Puppet's eyes glowed red before it slowly drifted straight into the distance—the Great Abyss Consort, who controlled this white-bone doll, brightened with delight, her expression greatly invigorated.
After sending Wei Tu a voice transmission informing him of this, she immediately flew out of the hall without hesitation, Pei Hong following close behind, and pursued the Soul-Settling Evil Puppet in the direction Farmer Woodcutter had gone.
At this time, however, Wei Tu, who had fallen several steps behind, was in no hurry. Frowning slightly, he continued to carefully examine the gloomy hall before him, where numerous Iron-Cast Coffins had been placed.
There were no inscriptions and no murals, only nearly a hundred identical Iron-Cast Coffins standing here in lonely chilliness... Judging from their purpose, they seemed intended merely to confine outsiders who had trespassed into this place.
They themselves held little value.
This was evident from how quickly Farmer Woodcutter, one of the human race's upper echelon, had escaped the trap.
"Perhaps I can try that secret technique..." Wei Tu's thoughts stirred. His lips moved slightly as his hands swiftly formed seals, which he fired at an Iron-Cast Coffin near him.
The Sky Sea Sect's inheritance had never been severed since ancient times... He did not believe that, as another member of the human race's upper echelon, Farmer Woodcutter knew vastly more about this place than the Sky Sea Sect's forebears.
His intuition told him that the secret technique for opening this human race inheritance site should not differ much from the method for undoing these coffin spirit restrictions.
Earlier, with the Great Abyss Consort close behind him as she pursued him into this hall, he had