Money or your coffin?
Song Shuhang, inside the stone coffin, looked utterly bewildered.
My surname isn't Niu, and my name isn't Isaac either, so why is my coffin lid about to be blown off?
Without the coffin lid, he would have to face the Heavenly Dao Husk Sphere directly. How much pressure would that bring?
Boom~ rumble~
At that moment, the coffin lid had already blasted its way to the front of the Heavenly Dao Husk Sphere. Every piece of the coffin lid was wrapped in sharp Sword Qi as it slashed toward the Heavenly Dao Husk Sphere!
The sword light filling the sky transformed into a sword net, enveloping the Heavenly Dao Husk Sphere and holding it back.
At the same time... a wooden sword fell from the cracks of the disintegrating stone coffin and appeared in Song Shuhang's hand.
It was Senior White's "Disposable Flying Sword? Little black room-breaking edition."
The stone coffin's explosion was a defensive mechanism Senior White had left behind before departing.
As long as someone touched the golden sand where Song Shuhang was secluded and peeled away several layers, this defensive mechanism would be activated.
The attack from the exploding coffin lid could buy Song Shuhang a little time. At the same time, it would awaken him from his "seclusion"... though this awakening function had not come in handy.
As the coffin exploded, the "Disposable Flying Sword" would activate and take Song Shuhang and Stele Fellow Daoist away from the "Heavenly Dao gap-layer in the little black room."
To let Song Shuhang cultivate in peace and keep him safe during his seclusion, Senior White had made extremely meticulous arrangements.
At this moment, the Disposable Flying Sword was ready.
The wooden sword transformed into a sword rainbow and wrapped around Song Shuhang and Stele Fellow