"How, how could it be her?!" Lu Li cried out inwardly.
His pupils dilated instantly, trembling slightly.
The one lying inside the stone coffin was none other than
Qin, the one destined to replace Hangenor in the future and become the next Demon King!
Of course, Qin was not currently in the male form commonly seen six hundred years later, but in a feminine form with exquisite curves and overflowing allure!
Her eyes were shut, and her chest rose and fell rhythmically beneath the gazes of Lu Li and Hangenor. Her breathing was steady, as though she were in a deep sleep from which she would not easily awaken.
"Huh... isn't this Evelina?"
As Lu Li stood there in astonishment, Hangenor also realized that the person in the coffin was not who she was supposed to be and spoke in confusion.
The instant his words fell, violent tremors struck again!
The lid that had been resting loosely atop the stone coffin was shaken straight off. With a thud, it crashed onto the ground.
Yet even more strangely, the stone coffin lid stood upright at the coffin's edge, not falling any further despite the shaking ground.
Lu Li shifted slightly, looking past the stone coffin, and only then understood why.
The coffin lid had pierced the ground at an angle like a javelin.
"Is the ground really that soft?"
Lu Li's doubts deepened, and he instinctively lowered his head to inspect the floor.
After all, he had pushed that coffin lid earlier. It had not been as heavy as he had imagined.
This was further confirmed when he saw the stone floor, covered in mysterious patterns and faintly gleaming with a metallic sheen.
It was not that the ground beneath the coffin was soft enough for its lid to stab into