Lin Bai found another cave. At that moment, he discovered that all these caves seemed to be recesses hollowed out of the stone walls, each containing only one thing.
That thing was a coffin.
Upon entering this cave, the first thing that met his eyes was a Black Coffin Shroud.
It was exactly the same as the coffin in the previous cave. Even if it had not been made by the same person, it had at least come from the same sect.
"What sect or faction refined this coffin? And what purpose does it serve?"
Lin Bai stared at the Black Coffin Shroud, utterly unable to make sense of it.
If there had been only one coffin, it could be explained as something a martial artist had prepared for himself.
But the two coffins were exactly the same, which meant that someone had deliberately crafted them this way.
Then what purpose did this kind of coffin serve?
Could it protect a martial artist and let him escape death? Or allow the dead to return to the mortal world?
Having gained experience the first time, Lin Bai found it much easier to open the coffin this time.
Even so, he remained extremely cautious.
The martial artist inside the previous coffin had been thoroughly dead, but who knew whether the one inside this coffin was truly dead?
Moreover, Lin Bai could tell that these coffins served no simple purpose. There had to be some hidden secret within them.
But he had yet to figure out exactly what that secret was.
Four flying swords hovered in the air, radiating razor-sharp sword light. The Five Elements Dao Body shielded his flesh. He drew the Demon Sword, circulated the secret art for breaking restrictions, and began dismantling the sealing imprints on the coffin one by