The Cosmos Myriad World Formation! The Yin-Yang Creation Coffin!
"Those Tianshui Sect disciples were the ones I put into the coffins."
The dried corpse stared at Lin Bai, its gray-white eyes filled with deathly stillness.
Those words unraveled many of the doubts in Lin Bai's heart. He had always been extremely curious about how those Tianshui Sect disciples, who had fallen unconscious in the Immortal Sinking Water, had been placed inside the coffins.
"So, that means you're a remnant of the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace. You actually didn't die inside the coffin? Do you know that although the coffin can slow the loss of lifespan, there's a formation beneath it constantly draining your lifespans?"
"Simply put, your own people stabbed you in the back."
A trace of confusion showed in the dried corpse's eyes. It stared at Lin Bai for a long while, as if thinking.
Lin Bai was all too familiar with that expression. Whenever the Crow was thinking, the color in its eyes was exactly the same.
"I can't remember... but I do remember someone saying... anyone who trespasses here must die!" A savage, vicious look appeared on the dried corpse's face as it stared at Lin Bai and released killing intent.
Lin Bai froze. The dried corpse had been trapped inside the coffin for a hundred thousand years. When the formation drained their life force, it had also inflicted severe damage upon them, causing them to lose much of their memories.
Besides, if he really was a demon of the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace, then he must have been a figure from a hundred thousand years ago. The fact that he had survived until now was already a miracle. Losing some memories was only natural.
Immediately afterward, Lin Bai keenly caught a crucial piece of information... He