Seeing Ming Xu's bewildered expression, Ming Ji felt a surge of helplessness.
If the stone coffin could be opened so easily, Ming Zhuo and Ming Gui, who were sealed inside,
would have come out on their own long ago. Why would they have to wait for someone to rescue them?
However, Ming Kong had no intention of blaming them. If he had not been stationed here, he would not have known the secrets involved either.
Ming Kong turned to look at Nether Yao outside the temple, hoping she could help open the stone coffin.
Of everyone present, perhaps only Nether Yao had the ability to open the stone coffin.
At that moment, Nether Yao, who had been meditating to recover, finally stood up with Ming Lin, Ming Qiong, Ming Liu, Ming Qi, and Ming Huan.
Then, she walked toward the temple in an unhurried manner.
To Nether Yao, the temple was far more than just a Saint Realm artifact.
It was also the key to whether she could control the Nether Race, so she could not afford any mishap.
However, she still did not know whether that strike of hers had annihilated the temple's spirit.
If the temple's spirit had been annihilated, she would have to put in considerably more effort.
Seeing Nether Yao enter the temple, Ming Kong hurriedly bowed to her. "Elder Nether Yao, could you help us open the stone coffin and rescue Ming Zhuo and Ming Gui?"
Nether Yao turned to look at Ming Kong and said strangely, "Weren't you always trying to rescue Ming Zhuo and Ming Gui? Now that the temple has been broken, you still can't open this stone coffin?"
After saying that, Nether Yao stopped paying attention to Ming Kong and walked straight past him toward Ming Gan on the throne.
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