Xu Ying did not dare move a muscle, allowing the Black Coffin to hang on his back. The chains growing from within the coffin slowly loosened a little, allowing him to move his hands and feet.
Wen Nanxun, Daoist Cangyu, and Min Yue stared blankly at him, somewhat at a loss.
The Black Coffin looked like a Sword Box enlarged more than tenfold. It was strapped to Xu Ying's back, its front end rising about a head above him. Bound by chains, it looked rather eerie.
Suddenly, Xu Ying's body shrank rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he had shrunk countless times, becoming finer than the tiniest mote of dust as he tried to escape the chains' restraint.
Yet as he shrank, the Black Coffin and the chains shrank just as rapidly.
Xu Ying's body abruptly expanded, becoming countless times larger in an instant, like the most majestic of Gods and Devils. However, the Black Coffin grew with him, and the chains became thicker and longer.
Seeing that he could not escape, Xu Ying immediately became one with the Dao, transforming into a stream of Primordial Purple Qi and fleeing into the distance. Yet the Black Coffin still floated atop the Primordial Purple Qi, the chains assimilating into the purple qi.
Wen Nanxun and the other two hurried after him, only to see the Primordial Purple Qi that Xu Ying had become traveling freely with the Dao and drifting away. The Black Coffin, meanwhile, floated along atop the flowing Primordial River.
The three were horrified. Suddenly, Xu Ying transformed into Primordial Chaos Qi and assimilated into the Sea of Chaos, becoming a long river in the chaos as he tried to escape at tremendous speed.
The three hurried after him, only to see the Chaos River growing farther and