Ten Consecutive Draws

The quiet and deep space inside the coffin.

Fang Yang's smile remained unseen by anyone in the darkness.

The karma of the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin is heavy, running through the entire Shrouding the Heavens trilogy.

Even if he was merely hitching a ride, it was no surprise that he had gained a massive amount of destiny points because of it.

"Ten-consecutive draw!"

Fang Yang did not hesitate and used those destiny points on the spot.

He was no miser.

He would have to draw sooner or later, and drawing sooner was better than later.

[A Grain of Sand (White)]

[A Blade of Grass (White)]

[A Baby Bottle (White)]

[Century-Old Ice Silkworm Soul Ring (Green)]

[Hao Dong Three Ultimates (Green)]

[Nine-Leaf Phoenix Grass (Green)]

[Mortal Body Origin (Green)]

[Essence Pill (Green)]

[Tiger-Wolf Pill (Green)]

[Replica of the Supreme Emperor Sword (Purple)]

What caught Fang Yang's eye most was not that purple card, but the [Hao Dong Three Ultimates].

Memories of his past life began to assault him.

Cringe, it was just too cringe!

Fang Yang didn't even have the courage to focus his attention and look at the detailed description, hurriedly checking the other cards instead.

The three white cards were all useless junk; no need to waste time on them.

Among the six green cards, there were still some good things.

The Century-Old Ice Silkworm Soul Ring didn't need much mention; setting aside its origin from the gutter of fantasy, Fang Yang didn't even have a Martial Soul to absorb a soul ring.

Trash, next.

Nine-Leaf Phoenix Grass, hmm, the name sounded grand, but in reality, it was just an ordinary spiritual herb. As a spiritual medicine native to Shrouding the Heavens, it was still somewhat useful.

Mortal Body Origin, this was a bit interesting.

Fang Yang concentrated, causing the detailed description of this card to appear.

[Mortal Body Origin (Green)]

[Description: The origin of an ordinary mortal body with cultivation aptitude. Absorbing it can strengthen one's origin and improve cultivation aptitude.]

Good stuff!

Fang Yang's eyes lit up.

There were differences even between mortal bodies.

An ordinary person's mortal body was a physique that was lackluster in every aspect.

Heavenly Emperor Ye's mortal body was a physique powerful in every aspect.

If he could draw more Mortal Body Origins in the future, would the cumulative effect allow him to rival a Divine Body... or even a Sacred Body?

Fang Yang felt expectant, but he didn't use it rashly, worried that it might cause some strange phenomenon, so he turned his attention to the two types of pills:

[Essence Pill (Green)]

[Description: A specialty pill from the Ascension Sect in the World of Eternal Life, refined from spirit stones, various herbs, and other materials; it contains the essence of vitality.]

[Tiger-Wolf Pill (Green)]

[Description: From the World of Dragon Talisman. After consumption, one can possess the strength and spirit of a tiger and wolf; it can grant a cowardly person the nature of a tiger and wolf.]

These two pills were both of green quality, but the color of the latter was deeper than the former, clearly indicating stronger medicinal power.

Fang Yang then looked at the final card.

Complex and eerie purple patterns adorned the edges of the card, and a purple-gold sword wreathed in dragon qi gave off a feeling of peerless sharpness:

[Replica of the Supreme Emperor Sword (Purple)]

[Description: The life-bound weapon refined by a certain great power of the Great Xia Dynasty in the Shrouding the Heavens world. It contains Imperial Dragon Qi and possesses world-shaking lethality.]

"The purple card is only two levels higher than the green, yet the difference is actually this massive?"

Fang Yang was somewhat shocked.

The cards in the pool are categorized by grade, marked by colors such as white, green, blue, purple, red, gold, and so on.

Green cards are limited to items that only touch upon the supernatural, such as storage artifacts, Tiger-Wolf Pill, or even the Century-Old Ice Silkworm Soul Ring.

Purple cards, however, leap directly into the realm of the final secret realm of Shrouding the Heavens, the Immortal Platform Realm; the span is truly a bit too vast.

Yet, this is also a good thing.

Even if it is merely a weapon forged by a mighty figure as a Replica of the Supreme Emperor Sword, its power cannot be underestimated, granting him a significant trump card.

One must know that even in Big Dipper, mighty figures are already among the top-tier powerhouses of the current era.

While Fang Yang was examining the ten cards.

Inside the coffin, Pang Bo, who had rushed over in a hurry, had already explained clearly that he was not a ghost, but a flesh-and-blood human being.

"When can we get out of this hellhole? With such a commotion outside, surely someone will come to rescue us soon, right?"

Pang Bo was extremely agitated.

Heaven have mercy, he had only wanted to attend a class reunion, yet they ended up gathering inside a coffin; it was truly the height of misfortune.

"I want to go home..."

Several female classmates had already begun to sob softly.

They were all university graduates; while one couldn't say their level of education was exceptionally high, they were well aware that the current situation was far from optimistic.

With such a bizarre Ancient Bronze Coffin, even if rescue personnel arrived, could they really save them?

"Fang Yang, what do you think?"

Seeing Fang Yang's expression calm and composed, as indifferent as ever, Ye Fan couldn't help but ask.

People are drawn to strength.

It was precisely because he was successful in his career and driving a Mercedes at such a young age that he could better appreciate the weight of Fang Yang's net worth of over a hundred million.

Therefore, at this moment, Ye Fan chose to converse with Fang Yang to hear his insights.

"Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, descending from the sky."

"After we fell into the coffin, do you think this Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin will stay here indefinitely, or will it set sail and leave Mount Tai?"

Fang Yang spoke these two sentences casually, causing Ye Fan's expression to change drastically.

It wasn't that he hadn't thought of this, but rather that he had subconsciously ignored the possibility.

Now that Fang Yang had pointed it out, he couldn't help but think of his parents.

"If I die, what will Mom and Dad do?"

Ye Fan's thoughts were complex.

Next, Zhou Yi proposed exploring this space to search for a possible exit, leading everyone to huddle together.

In such a pitch-black environment, no one was willing to leave the main group, and even Ye Fan prepared to follow along.

"I'm not going."

Facing Ye Fan's invitation, Fang Yang shook his head and refused.

Taking this opportunity, he intended to consume the Tiger-Wolf Pill to increase his physical strength and prepare for the upcoming trip to Mars.

Seeing this, Ye Fan did not press him further.

In this environment, staying put might actually be safer.

After the crowd had walked away.

Fang Yang mentally clicked on [Tiger-Wolf Pill] to manifest it.

"So this is the Tiger-Wolf Pill?"

He looked at the pill in his palm, which resembled green jade, paused for a moment, and then placed it in his mouth to swallow.

The medicinal power dissolved, turning into a stream of cyan energy that circulated through the nine orifices of his body, remodeling his flesh and adding the strength of a tiger and wolf.

After just a few breaths of time, Fang Yang felt the abundant power within his body and revealed a satisfied smile.

Subsequently, he manifested the [Replica of the Supreme Emperor Sword].

A long sword, brilliant as gold, hovered in mid-air; the dragon patterns on the blade, as fine as mosquitoes, seemed to possess life, flowing and wandering wantonly.

Fang Yang reached out to grasp the sword, swung it gently twice, and then stored it away in his Storage Bracelet.

Suddenly, the ancient coffin seemed to collide with something, shaking violently.

The coffin tilted, and the lid slid, revealing a gap wide enough for two people to pass through side-by-side, allowing a ray of light to shine in.

The group saw hope and scrambled toward the gap.

However, when they rushed out of the coffin and looked around, they discovered that all they could see was a reddish-brown Gobi desert; it was not Mount Tai at all.

"Where the hell did this bring us?"

Everyone was dumbfounded.