Crystal Coffin, the Little Girl's True Form

The earth churned like a spring, forming "quicksand" all around.

A crystal coffin rose from the center, slowly emerging from the soil. It was both wondrous and eerie.

Though the coffin had risen from the dirt, it was completely translucent, as though carved from a massive block of ice crystal.

Even from this distance, a little mud could still be seen clinging to the crystal coffin.

Yet it was still clear that every detail of the coffin had been meticulously polished. Smooth as a mirror, it gave off a cold, mysterious glow.

Zhang Yuchen craned his neck and widened his eyes. "A coffin buried upright—its descendants are sure to prosper."

Mao Jing coldly replied, "No idea whether they'll prosper, but she definitely won't survive much longer."

Pan Ling looked at the crystal coffin, already halfway out of the ground, and added, "Crystal coffins really are rare.

"This Huang Family sure has some style. They spared no expense to extend this little girl's life.

"To be able to produce a natural crystal coffin like this, their foundations must run very deep."

There were many types of coffins, and coffins of different materials and colors served different purposes.

But crystal coffins were undoubtedly something very special.

Crystal coffins could gather vital energy and, to a certain extent, preserve a corpse from decay.

In the past, only kings, nobles, and high-ranking officials could use natural crystal coffins.

And most of them were the kind assembled from separate pieces of crystal—"composite crystal coffins."

Even so, they were supreme treasures among coffins, things one could only stumble upon by chance.

The crystal coffin before us had clearly been fashioned from a single piece of raw crystal.

The finest of the fine—calling it a peerless treasure would not be an exaggeration.

Judging by the quality of