The Black Flame Saint knew Fang Chen was not merely asleep.
He immediately said to Little Crane, "Fellow Daoist Crane, can you let me out? I want to see what's happened to Fang Chen."
Little Crane hesitated. I don't know whether that mysterious law will suppress you once you come out!
The Black Flame Saint said, "Even if it does, I should survive. Sorry for the trouble, but please let me out!"
"All right!"
Little Crane answered and released the Black Flame Saint.
After leaving the Spirit Crane Space, the Black Flame Saint felt no Spatial Pressure from outside. He breathed a sigh of relief.
He hurried to Fang Chen's side and crouched to examine him. Once he finished, he frowned in disbelief. "The kid really is asleep!"
Hearing him, the myna bird immediately said, "I told you he was asleep, but you didn't believe me!"
The Black Flame Saint gave a wry smile. "Tour Guide Hua, it's not that I didn't believe you. Fang Chen is so strong, yet he suddenly fell asleep. Would you believe it if you were in my place?"
The myna bird pursed its beak. "It is strange."
The Black Flame Saint's gaze fell on the Floating Immortal Sword in Fang Chen's hand. He could not understand why the sword was still glowing when Fang Chen had lost consciousness.
Despite his doubts, he did not touch the Floating Immortal Sword.
He sat down beside Fang Chen and looked at the myna bird. "Do you think his sudden sleep has something to do with this coffin?"
The myna bird nodded slightly. "Nine chances out of ten. Otherwise, why didn't he fall asleep earlier? Why did it happen only after he came here and walked on this coffin for a while?"
"Mm."
The Black Flame Saint nodded.