This time, the stone box was no longer a trap, but it was not anything good either.
In truth, this palm-sized stone box was a coffin, and a Ninefold Coffin from the Primordial Era.
During the Primordial Era, burial in coffins was not common. Or rather, not just anyone was qualified to be buried in one. Especially a Ninefold Coffin like this—even ordinary Great Emperors and ancient emperors were not qualified to use it.
Legend held that anyone using such a coffin had to be worthy of being called a god, to be buried above the Ninth Heaven and never sink into the yellow earth.
Only two such coffins had appeared in Zhetian.
One was the one in Adam's hands, containing the God Emperor, who was seeking, between life and death, a realm the Divine Silkworm race had never reached.
The other contained the Void Great Emperor.
"As expected, I can't perceive the Dao resonance inside through the nine coffins."
Adam had considered this concern earlier, which was why he had not set his sights on the God Emperor within. With the Ninefold Coffin in the way, the distance between him and the God Emperor was now comparable to being separated by layer upon layer of starry skies.
As for opening the Ninefold Coffin with blood and dragging the God Emperor out...
First, if the God Emperor awoke, Adam might not be able to defeat him. Second, it was still unknown what consequences interrupting his transformation would bring.
"I can think of another way to make use of it later. For now, forget it."
Storing away the divine Ninefold Coffin, Adam urged the Ink Qilin Beast onward.
The view suddenly opened up. Endless mountains lay shrouded in yin energy, and the Ink Qilin Beast's steps hesitated slightly.
"Master, it seems