Helian Wang gripped the Ao Tian Hammer and hammered relentlessly at the Suspended Prison, growing more and more excited.
"My lord, I can't hold on anymore. I really can't!"
"..."
"This is a madman."
"..."
No matter how Suspended Prison sent voice transmissions to Qin Jishi, he acted as though he could not hear them.
Qin Jishi stared fixedly at Helian Wang. "Don't you feel yourself getting more and more excited?"
"Get even more excited!"
"Keep going!"
"..."
Qin Jishi had gained some understanding of Helian Wang's temperament.
When excited, he would become increasingly frenzied, and might eventually lose his reason.
As long as he lost his reason, there would be an opportunity.
Unable to receive any response from Qin Jishi, Suspended Prison was miserable beyond words.
"Damn it!"
"I've had enough!"
Thick black mist suddenly erupted from the Suspended Prison Heaven-Suppressing Coffin, engulfing Helian Wang completely.
"I refuse to believe I can't deal with you."
"Take him!"
The black mist blotted out the sky and blocked everyone's vision. They could not see through it at all.
Boom!
Boom!
The only thing they could hear was the unceasing, muffled sound of hammering.
Rumble!
Rumble!
As the hammering sounds fell, deafening crashes immediately followed.
Mixed within those deafening crashes was the sound of the coffin lid slamming.
Everyone was filled with deep confusion.
"What exactly is happening inside that black mist? Why can I hear the coffin lid slamming?"
"No, that's the sound of hammering. Young Pavilion Master Helian isn't going to dismantle that black coffin, is he?"
"It's possible. The suppressive aura on that golden hammer makes me tremble with fear."
"..."
Just as they discussed and secretly speculated about the fate of the Suspended Prison Heaven-Suppressing Coffin—
The deafening sounds vanished, and the black mist shrouding the