Lin Baichuan flew billions of miles away in one breath before slowing down, unable to stop himself from letting out a long breath of foul air.
"Damn it, that coffin was too bizarre. Good thing I was quick-witted and managed to shake it off..."
Lin Baichuan muttered to himself, but before he could finish speaking, his words abruptly came to a halt.
Because he suddenly saw a flash of light, and that coffin had actually appeared in his hand once more.
It appeared just like that, utterly without warning, giving him no time to prepare.
"Fuck, are you never going to leave me alone?!"
Lin Baichuan growled. With a raised hand, terrifying power erupted as he prepared to go all out and simply blast the coffin to pieces.
Yet, to his utter disbelief, his furious strike landed on the coffin like a clay ox entering the sea, without causing the slightest reaction.
His attack had been swallowed whole.
Lin Baichuan shuddered, a fierce gleam rising in his eyes.
He refused to believe it. There was no way he could not smash this damned thing apart.
With a thought, his battle saber appeared in his hand. He then brought it down in a savage overhead slash, directly unleashing the World Burying Three Blades.
Clang...
A flash of saber light burst forth, its peerless saber intent carrying the might to destroy everything.
Yet the result remained the same.
There was not the slightest response. The power of his slash was once again swallowed by the Stone Coffin, leaving not even a scrap behind, much less damaging it in the slightest.
"Damn it, again..."
Lin Baichuan gritted his teeth and growled. In a fit of ruthless determination, he unleashed every method he had.
Rumble... Bang...
For a time, all kinds of Killing Arts