In the Realm of the Living, outside the High Heaven Court.
Zhong Shan reached out and summoned the trigger of this great battle—the white coffin!
The coffin opened, its mouth facing Ying Huo.
With the coffin mouth wide open, the figures of the overlords flying down from all directions paused slightly. They all looked toward Zhong Shan.
The people in the various cities of the Northern Continent had originally been shouting, "Long live the Heavenly Emperor!" But at this moment, they suddenly held their breath.
The coffin mouth was facing Ying Huo? What was the Heavenly Emperor going to do?
Tian Daozi, Tian Zhouzi, Lu Ya, and the others all narrowed their eyes.
His opponent was a Saint! Although they understood that killing Ying Huo at this moment would not be difficult, many of them still felt something strange.
"Heavenly Emperor?" Ghost Valley Zi called softly.
Ghost Valley Zi's Heavenly Emperor was naturally Ying.
Ying looked at the opened coffin in Zhong Shan's hand, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"Zhong Shan has actually come into contact with the World Suppressing Bronze Coffin!" Ying said solemnly.
Ying's gaze toward Zhong Shan grew complicated.
Ying Huo stared at Zhong Shan, his eyes growing increasingly complex. A prisoner under the steps? His life and death were now actually in Zhong Shan's hands?
"Whoosh!"
Zhong Shan reached out and tossed it. The coffin suddenly flew into the Sacred Prison.
"Boom!"
The two thousand Heavenly Daos of the Sacred Prison each poured a massive amount of energy into the coffin. The coffin grew larger and larger, even radiating a terrifying aura that made the surrounding void tremble.
Inside, Ying Huo seemed completely unable to resist, revealing an ugly, bitter smile.
"Whoosh!"
The coffin swallowed Ying Huo.
"BOOOOOOM!"
The coffin lid slammed shut.
"Rumble!"
Lightning flashed around