The Road Lies in the Mountains!
" The road lies in the mountains!"
Lin Bai opened his eyes and hurriedly escaped from the formation.
Although Lin Bai had not sat on the formation for long, a large amount of life force had still been siphoned from his body, leaving his face slightly pale.
Life force was different from cultivation and spiritual power. It could not be slowly restored.
Simply put, life force was one's lifespan, one's years of life.
Mortals lived for no more than a hundred years.
Martial artists in the Dao God Realm could live for roughly five thousand to ten thousand years.
For example, when Lin Bai had sat atop the formation just now, the coffin had not protected him. Thus, in that brief moment, the formation had siphoned away more than a hundred years of his lifespan.
It was equivalent to sucking a mortal dry in an instant.
However, Lin Bai had cultivated to the peak of the Dao God Realm. From the Barren Ancient Continent to the Demon Realm, he had not even spent a full hundred years cultivating.
Thus, Lin Bai's current lifespan was extraordinarily abundant.
Even losing a hundred years of lifespan was still within Lin Bai's ability to endure.
"In this world immersed in Immortal Sinking Water, there are several thousand coffins like this!"
"The purpose of the Immortal Sinking Water here is to protect these life coffins!"
"And these coffins can slow the consumption of a martial artist's lifespan. But beneath the coffins, someone carved a formation that siphons life force, using it to replenish the life force of that golden coffin deep within the mountain!"
Lin Bai gradually understood the purpose of the coffins here.
"Heh. The fiends of the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace probably never imagined that formations designed