How to Open the Coffin?

The vast ancestral land.

Boundless and endless.

Each time he entered, Jiang Dao had a different feeling.

But as his cultivation gradually grew stronger, the dangers within the ancestral land had clearly become smaller and smaller to him.

This time, even without Chu Rukuang breaking the restrictions, Jiang Dao and the Saintess still entered the Night Watcher Sovereign's artifact-refining grounds safely by relying on their own strength.

Upon an incomparably enormous aerial altar.

Two ancient bronze coffins, weathered and majestic, lay silently across it, carrying the aura of passing ages—vast and boundless, mysterious and unfathomable.

The surface of one of the ancient bronze coffins had long been covered in red hair, dense, sinister, and chilling. One glance made it feel untouchable. The strange, terrifying red hair seemed to represent the greatest ill omen between heaven and earth.

It carried a power that could destroy a person's soul.

And upon entering this time, Jiang Dao discovered that the red hair had spread even further.

It had already grown from the surface of the Bronze Coffin onto the ground.

The patch of ground beneath that bronze coffin had become a field of crimson, demonic and terrifying.

Jiang Dao's heart churned. He immediately took out the Violet-Gold Gourd, pulled off its stopper, and activated it to collect the dense red hair on the ground.

The red hair did not resist the Violet-Gold Gourd's power. As Jiang Dao circulated his true qi, it flew easily toward the gourd, dense and crimson, like thick, sticky blood.

Yet this red hair was exceedingly strange.

Even as Jiang Dao absorbed it frantically, the hair on the ground and coffin showed no sign of diminishing.

The red hair seemed capable of growing on its own. As soon as part of it was absorbed, another part immediately grew back.