Upon hearing this, Jiang Han frowned, growing even more curious. He no longer hesitated. Taking a deep breath, he slammed both palms heavily onto the Immortal Tomb.
Bang!
With a tremendous blast, the Immortal Tomb exploded. Countless clumps of immortal soil flew everywhere, and dust filled the air. Opening the tomb had been far easier than Jiang Han had imagined. He had thought he would encounter some powerful resistance, yet it had succeeded so effortlessly.
"Ancestor Hongjun is way too violent!"
"He blew the coffin right out! That's insanely fierce!"
"What's that hazy red qi surrounding the coffin? It looks so strange!"
"The corpse of an immortal must be inside that coffin! If we could obtain an immortal corpse and refine it, we might ascend to the heavens in a single step. We could practically walk sideways through the Three Thousand Dao Provinces then!"
"You dare desecrate an immortal spirit! You shouldn't even entertain such thoughts. Even dying ten thousand times wouldn't be enough!"
The cultivators surrounding the Immortal Tomb were startled by the sudden explosion. When they saw the tomb burst open and reveal what lay within, they stared at it in stunned disbelief, discussing it animatedly. Within the Immortal Tomb floated a black mystical coffin that had endured who knew how many tens of thousands of years. Hazy red qi blanketed its surroundings, the clouds of qi continuously churning and writhing, giving off a sinister and eerie sensation that inexplicably made their hearts pound.
The host has excavated the Immortal Tomb and found Hong Meng Qi. The System is assisting the host in refining it.
As the System notification sounded in his mind, the phantom of a massive ancient tree suddenly appeared behind Jiang Han. Its branches and leaves flourished as it radiated an ancient,