The incomparably bizarre Bronze Coffin seemed to possess a will of its own. After Jiang Dao and Chu Rukuang had struggled with all their might to force open a sliver of a gap, it slammed shut again, emanating waves of indescribably ancient aura.
Jiang Dao and Chu Rukuang both panted wildly, their breaths rasping. Their entire bodies felt exceptionally weak, and the blood within them churned restlessly.
Though they had only opened the coffin a tiny crack, it had still greatly depleted their strength.
"Senior Wu Dao, you're finally awake?"
Chu Rukuang panted as he looked toward the first ancient bronze coffin.
"I am awake... but am I still myself now?"
An ancient, weathered voice came from within the first bronze coffin, carrying an invisible sense of sorrow and compassion.
"Senior Wu Dao, what exactly happened to you? What are that terrifying curse and that strange red hair?"
Jiang Dao suddenly asked.
The voice within the bronze coffin fell silent.
After a moment, it sounded again.
"The final step is dangerous. It contains boundless terror. Everyone who attempts to take that step encounters misfortune."
"I was proud and arrogant by nature, determined to uncover the reason. Thus, I only allowed my physical body to take that step first. Yet I never expected that the instant my body's power reached a certain limit, this bizarre curse would emerge..."
"At the time, I was deeply trapped by the curse. My consciousness was muddled at times and lucid at others, and I often did things beyond my control."
"In order to resolve this curse, I journeyed far into the borderlands in search of a solution. But upon entering the depths of the Endless Boundary Sea, I discovered something even more terrifying."
"At that time, a corpse fell from the depths of the Endless