The Sword Tomb
So I was getting into a coffin already... This was really depressing...
Long Kui was speechless. No one wanted to end up in a coffin this early.
"Still, if I get into this coffin and find somewhere to bury it, it can be called a sword tomb."
Other people's sword tombs were made by casually finding a patch of ground and sticking a sword into it, perhaps adding a few more at most.
Long Kui's sword tomb, on the other hand, consisted of tossing the Demon Sword into a coffin...
Yes, she meant Long Kui herself!
Feeling the mild environment inside the coffin, the Demon Sword trembled slightly before taking human form.
After all, conditions here were nothing like the harsh outside world. Long Kui did not need to worry about being attacked by lightning dragons or ending up in a battle-damaged state, so she returned to human form.
She carefully surveyed this world. By her estimate, it was about one light-year in diameter. There were continents and oceans within it, and its environments and climates were incredibly diverse.
At one point, Long Kui's gaze settled on a certain spot. There, a massive black python was coiled below, swallowing some unknown creature.
"Besides plants, there are actually other living things in this place!?"
Surprised, Long Kui descended at once. She transformed back into the Demon Sword, its tip carrying terrifying sharpness as it fell and cleaved the giant python apart.
The python was not particularly powerful. Its body strength was merely at the World Lord level, and it possessed no secret techniques whatsoever. It was still far from formidable.
Yet when the python died, Long Kui vaguely sensed that something seemed to be missing from it.
After some time passed, the python turned into particles and transformed