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The coffin had already been nailed shut. Solid wooden boards enclosed it on every side, leaving a cramped, narrow space that was dark and stifling.
Pei Ling reached for the Wushi Villa cultivator, but just as his hand was about to touch him, great torrents of blood suddenly surged up inside the coffin.
One blood-red skeletal hand after another reached out. In an instant, they had seized Pei Ling by the body and limbs.
The stench of blood mingled with a bone-piercing chill. Pei Ling froze in place, unable to move his fingers even a fraction farther.
The blood rose swiftly, like a swelling tide, and the Wushi Villa cultivator's body gradually sank beneath it.
"Zhou!" A deep, chilling voice suddenly rang out.
The Wushi Villa cultivator's body, the blood inside the coffin, and the blood-red skeletal hands wrapped around Pei Ling all rapidly rotted. Faces full of venomous rage appeared in the festering wounds.
"Hee-hee... hee-hee-hee... hee..."
A shrill, grating snicker rang out, echoing through the cramped coffin.
Pei Ling broke free in an instant and reached for the Wushi Villa cultivator again.
The coffin was already cramped, and the Wushi Villa cultivator was cursed. There was nowhere for him to dodge.
The next moment, Pei Ling clamped a hand around the Wushi Villa cultivator's throat.
The Wushi Villa cultivator's fate streamed relentlessly into Pei Ling.
Sensing that things had taken a turn for the worse, the Wushi Villa cultivator grabbed Pei Ling's wrist. A bone-chilling cold instantly invaded Pei Ling's body, creeping from his arm toward the rest of him.
Countless tiny sigils wove together and rose within Pei Ling's eyes. [Eternal Curse Divine Ability]!
The Wushi Villa cultivator's aura swiftly weakened. His cultivation was still Late Void Returning, but