Gift

"Ling Hong?" Lin Chuan stared at the suddenly appearing redwood coffin and asked uncertainly.

He found the coffin very familiar. Before entering the Scripture Repository, he had seen it in a mountain forest. At the time, his Byakugan had been unable to see through it, so Lin Chuan had specifically investigated it for quite some time. He had even dripped a drop of his own essence blood onto the coffin, but in the end, he had discovered none of its secrets.

Later, the battle between Luo Yuxi and the Blood Spirit Young Master had drawn his attention, forcing him to temporarily abandon his investigation. He had originally intended to return and examine it later, but too many things had happened afterward, and the matter had simply been set aside. He had never expected to see it again under such circumstances.

Seeing the red wooden plank fly out of his storage ring on its own, Lin Chuan finally understood what that rotten board truly was—it was actually a coffin lid.

The red coffin stood upright, and a figure appeared within it. He had a handsome, exquisite face, skin as fair as congealed jade that radiated a soft white glow, and a pair of pure amber eyes that nevertheless held a terrifying depth, making anyone who looked into them feel as though they would be drawn in.

At that moment, the five tomoe in Lin Chuan's Sharingan instantly connected into one. The instant the Mangekyō Sharingan appeared, its ocular power surged forth. A cold, evil aura erupted, crimson flames suddenly rising as the skeletal frame of Susanoo appeared around Lin Chuan in an instant, firmly protecting him within.

But that was not all. As Lin Chuan used the Mangekyō Sharingan to unleash Susanoo, a terrifying aura exploded from his entire body. Vast