Nine Dragon Coffin

The City God immediately spoke to comfort everyone.

After all, Qingshan City was his territory. If the common people, out of fear, neglected to offer incense, causing the City God Temple to fall into disrepair, his divine power would weaken, and he might even lose his position as City God.

"In the early days of the Primordial World, the Dragon Clan was one of the most powerful races in existence."

"They stood alongside the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan as overlords of heaven, earth, and sea!"

"Later, a devastating war broke out between the three clans. The flames of war spread across the three realms, and the blood of the three clans even stained the sky, with malevolent energy soaring to the heavens."

"Finally, the Dao Ancestor appeared and punished the three clans with the power of the Heavenly Dao, stripping them of their destiny and noble status. The Dragon Clan has been in decline ever since."

"The Dragon Clan is no longer free today. Matters of rainfall must be obeyed by the Heavenly Court. Therefore, they dare not and will not reduce the rainfall in Qingshan City. Everyone can rest assured."

As these words were spoken, everyone turned their gaze to the City God, not expecting this old man to possess so many secrets.

The crowd was stirred and eagerly wanted to question the elder about more hidden matters.

"Esteemed elder, since you understand the Dragon Clan so well, can you tell us where those nine dragon corpses came from? And who killed them to pull that bronze coffin?"

"How can I explain that? You should ask the storyteller."

The City God pouted, knowing in his heart that his previous words were merely to appease the crowd. As for the true origin of the dragon corpses, he was equally clueless.

Not far away, Nuwa and Caiyun Boy heard the City God's words and exchanged glances, a hint of surprise appearing in their eyes.

With their divine abilities, they could naturally discern that the City God was no ordinary being.

"It seems this young man is indeed extraordinary, to have drawn the City God of Qingshan City here in person."

Nuwa mused to herself, then, along with Caiyun Boy, turned their gaze to Su Yang, awaiting his words.

Su Yang also sensed that the atmosphere had ripened. He picked up the clapper beside him and gently struck it.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound cut through the clamor, and the entire audience fell silent. Everyone held their breath, waiting for his next words.

He fanned himself lightly with his fan, his voice deep and rhythmic: "The Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin, does it travel back to ancient times across a thousand years, or does it reach the other shore across the vast expanse of stars?"

"It was a magnificent world of cultivation, bizarre and unfathomable. Blood boiled like volcanoes, heroism surged like ocean waves, and desires were as endless as the abyss."

"Walking the path to the heavens, singing freely, a wave of the hand could blot out the sun."

"Today, I will tell a story that began in the ancient era. The protagonist rises from the mortal world and embarks on a path against the heavens. The name of the story is—Covering the Heavens!"

The crowd listened, captivated and filled with curiosity.

Where did the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin come from? What was the identity of the nine dragon corpses?

And who was sleeping within that bronze coffin? Why were nine dragon corpses used to pull the coffin, traversing the chaos?

"Mount Tai has been a place where human emperors offered sacrifices to heaven since ancient times. Its towering peaks seemed to connect to the celestial realm."

"At the summit of Mount Tai, the protagonist was engulfed by a beam of light shot from the bronze coffin. The coffin lid slowly closed, and it began to move towards the endless chaos!"

Upon hearing this, everyone showed shocked expressions. The protagonist wasn't the owner of the bronze coffin?

Who were those taken into the coffin? And where was the bronze coffin heading?

Su Yang continued, "After the protagonist entered the coffin, he discovered some unusual things."

"On the four inner walls of the coffin were carved countless images of ancient divine beasts! There was the Three-legged Golden Crow born in the sun, the Undying Phoenix reborn from flames, the True Dragon soaring through the nine heavens..."

"Hiss—"

The crowd felt as if they were there, as if they were witnessing those carvings within the coffin with their own eyes, all of them profoundly shocked!

The Three-legged Golden Crow! The Undying Phoenix! The True Dragon of the Nine Heavens!

There were also many creatures they had never heard of, all divine beasts and sacred beasts from legends!

The crowd's gaze was fixed on the patterns, as if what they saw were not carvings, but real ancient creatures awakening, their eyes filled with fury, staring directly at them.

It was as if in the next second, they would open their bloody mouths and swallow them whole!

Who made these carvings? How could they be so lifelike?

"Even more astonishingly, one of the protagonists, Ye Fan, discovered another ordinary-sized coffin deep within the bronze coffin. According to him, this coffin hidden within the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin was the true resting place of the tomb's owner!"

As these words fell, a stunned silence descended upon the surroundings.

"What? There's another coffin inside the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin? Who is the owner of that one?"

No one had expected that within the mysterious Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin, there was actually a real coffin hidden.

"Who left those patterns? Why carve the ancient exotic beasts inside the coffin instead of outside?"

"Yes, and why did the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin suddenly emit light and suck people in? Is there some unknown secret hidden within?"

"Who is the owner of the coffin within a coffin? Why use a double coffin?"

"I'm curious, what will happen to the protagonists after they enter the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin?"

The crowd babbled, discussing amongst themselves.

The City God, listening to their words, felt a storm surge in his heart.

He had never heard of these matters before.

As the City God, a deity governing a region of heaven and earth, he knew everything that had transpired in the world.

However, this "Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin" that Su Yang spoke of was completely unfamiliar to him.

He couldn't help but wonder who had created the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin.

"Which esteemed expert could have forged such an extraordinary artifact?"

He certainly understood what "Chaos" meant.

According to legend, only those who cultivated to the level of Grand Unity Golden Immortal or above could stand firm in Chaos.

But even then, they had to constantly guard against chaotic storms and currents.

A slight misstep could lead to their souls scattering, never to return.

Although the City God had never personally experienced Chaos, he knew from the legends of heaven and earth that its dangers far surpassed any calamities the Primordial World had endured.

Therefore, he grew even more curious as to how the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin was forged, to be able to travel freely within Chaos.

It was certainly not made from ordinary materials.

And the nine dragon corpses pulling the coffin must have possessed astonishing power in their lives.

Otherwise, how could their corpses withstand the impact of the chaotic currents?

If their physical bodies could resist the chaotic storms, then what terrifying realm must their power have reached in life?

Everyone was immersed in the profound and mystical world Su Yang described. Not only the ordinary listeners, but even the City God and Nuwa showed deep surprise and interest.

While the City God had never set foot in Chaos, Nuwa herself resided within it and understood that mysterious and dangerous realm more deeply. Precisely because of this, she paid even more attention to the matter of the "Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin."

"Could there be a hidden Sage in this world? But how is that possible?"

She frowned slightly, her mind filled with unresolvable doubts.

Besides a Sage, who else possessed such divine power to forge a coffin that could travel safely in Chaos?

"The nine dragon corpses pulled the bronze coffin, finally arriving at the first stop – the Ancient Starry Road!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone seemed to be there, traveling with the coffin through the stars and stepping onto that mysterious ancient path.

"But as soon as they stepped onto the Ancient Starry Road, the coffin suddenly overturned, the lid tilted, revealing a gap."

"Ye Fan and the other travelers trapped inside the coffin fled. However, the moment they stepped out of the coffin, they all froze in place!"

The listeners seemed to have stepped out of the coffin with them, their eyes suddenly brightening.

But what followed was a chill that penetrated to the bone.

"The land was as if washed in blood, appearing cracked and brown, cold and desolate. The surroundings were vast and empty, with only a few giant stones standing alone, resembling tombstones from afar."

"The sky and earth were dim, the light sparse, like the twilight before eternal night descended, shrouded in black mist, and filled with a dead silence."

"Slap!"

The clapper struck sharply, startling everyone awake with its crisp sound.

Su Yang, with a calm expression, opened his folding fan and gently fanned it, ending his tale in a placid tone: "To know what happens next, tune in next time."

The listeners exchanged glances, their eyes filled with confusion and unwillingness.

They were engrossed in the story, and it suddenly stopped?

They thought they were about to reach the climax, but the story ended abruptly.

Although everyone knew that storytellers often left a cliffhanger at exciting moments to entice people to return.

But Su Yang's storytelling over the past few days had already captivated the entire populace of Qingshan City, with the inn packed day after day.

Under such a grand occasion, was there still a need to set up a foreshadowing to draw people back?

Wasn't that redundant?

What secrets lay hidden on the Ancient Starry Road? What was that blood-soaked land? What had happened there?

Could it really be that the battle between Immortals and Gods from ancient legends had stained the entire land red?

Everyone present felt uneasy and impatient.

Unfortunately, according to the rules of storytelling, once the storyteller stopped, they would not continue for the day.

The story had reached its most captivating point, people were on the verge of discovering the true face of the Ancient Starry Road, the protagonist was about to step onto that mysterious land, the arrow was already on the string, and the situation was extremely tense, yet Su Yang stopped abruptly. How could such an abrupt stop not make people's hearts ache!

The crowd immediately erupted in an uproar, and they all began to plead with Su Yang.

"Mr. Su, could you tell us a bit more? Even just a little bit, a few sentences would be fine."

"Yes, Mr. Su, the story just reached the most crucial part. What is on the Ancient Starry Road? What will the protagonist encounter after stepping onto it?"

"That's right, Mr. Su. You stopped halfway through, leaving us in suspense. I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight."

"Mr. Su, I, Wang Guaizi, came from outside the city with my crutch just to hear your story. You stopped at such a critical juncture, how can we be content?"

"Mr. Su, I'm already halfway to the underworld. I might be gone tomorrow. You can't stop telling the story now."

"What does halfway to the underworld count for? My old man is almost in the grave! He's holding on by a thread, waiting for me to come back and tell him the story. If I go back and tell him only half the story, he might die with regrets, Mr. Su!"

Inside the inn, men, women, old, and young were all extremely anxious.