The two of them instinctively looked up. The chaotic mist ahead slowly parted, and an enormous figure gradually emerged.
It was a massive Bronze Ancient Coffin, its surface covered in dense ancient patterns. It radiated a desolate, majestic aura, as though it bore the weight of eternity.
And around the ancient coffin, nine enormous dragons were coiled!
These nine dragons were colossal. Their scales glinted coldly beneath the dim gray light, their horns were fierce, their whiskers drifted in the air, and though their eyes were tightly shut, they still exuded a terrifying pressure.
Like loyal guardians, they worked together to hold up the Bronze Ancient Coffin, hovering motionlessly in midair.
"Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin!"
Hua Xiaoyao cried out in shock, his eyes filled with disbelief.
A sacred relic said to have carried the bodies of deities in ancient times, it possessed power capable of reaching the heavens and shaking the earth. Before, when his soul had left his body, he had killed one and his cultivation had surged forward like bamboo splitting before the wind, reaching the eighth level of the Creation Realm.
He never expected to encounter it again on the fifth floor of the Desolate Tomb!
Could this be another opportunity Heaven had sent him?
Huang Xun'er was equally stunned. Her mouth hung open, and for a long while, she could not speak.
The legend of Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin was also a top-secret matter within the Sacred Palace, passed down only among the core clansmen. She had never imagined that she would one day witness such a miracle with her own eyes.
That majestic pressure grew increasingly powerful, leaving the two of them almost unable to breathe.
The ancient patterns on the Bronze Ancient Coffin seemed to come alive, slowly circulating as they emitted a faint