The Divine Corpse inside the Giant God Coffin was actually her!
Dong Huaiyue!
"How could this be..."
Dong Huaiyue's face was full of shock. The sensation of looking into a mirror made the hairs on her true body, thousands of light-years away, stand on end. A chill crawled down her spine.
This Giant God Coffin, which repulsed her and made her feel deeply uncomfortable, actually buried herself!
This was her!
Identical! From her features to her figure, there was not the slightest difference. It was as though they had been cast from the same mold!
Yet this was not her!
This was a Divine Corpse! Though it had died countless years ago, it still carried the unique divine aura of a supreme god. Merely gazing upon the true visage of a god made one's heart tremble, unable to resist the urge to submit and kneel!
Qin Heng felt his breathing freeze. His Split Soul Body had been frightened; staring at the two identical people, one inside and one outside the coffin, he did not know what to say for a moment.
After a long while, Qin Heng finally steadied himself and asked in a low voice, "What... do you feel?"
Dong Huaiyue shook her head, not knowing how to answer.
She stretched out her hand, her body trembling slightly, and cautiously reached toward the corpse inside the stone coffin.
Her fingertips touched the Divine Corpse, brushing against that face identical to her own.
The Divine Corpse's cheeks were slightly sunken, but its body was still soft. At the slightest touch, it even retained warmth.
The instant she touched it, Dong Huaiyue swiftly pulled back her hand, her entire body trembling uncontrollably.
"How is it?" Qin Heng thought she had been injured by the Divine Corpse and hurriedly asked.
Dong Huaiyue