"Young sir, take my body away. When I am reborn, I shall grant you an immense fortune in the Netherworld Land!"
The Red-Robed Lady's Primordial Spirit gave a bewitching smile, then slipped into the Soul-Seizing Bell.
A series of crisp, spring-like jingles rang out as the Soul-Seizing Bell fell before Xu Yan.
Xu Yan paused thoughtfully at the sight, then swept his sleeve and tucked the bell away within it.
"This woman's realm—just how far had she cultivated in life? Why can't I sense the strength of her Primordial Spirit..."
Xu Yan pondered inwardly.
Back then, White Bone Madam's Primordial Spirit had been terrifyingly powerful. In life, White Bone Madam had cultivated to the Supreme Cauldron Realm.
As for this Red-Robed Lady, she had been sealed within the Demon Vault for endless years, yet her Primordial Spirit still had not dispersed. Xu Yan did not know whether she had used some secret art, or whether her Dao Attainment and cultivation in life had simply been extraordinarily profound.
As he was musing, a tremendous boom came from within the tomb coffin, as though someone were bombarding it with a magic artifact.
Xu Yan immediately raised a brow, remembering that Murong Ziyao was still inside.
Now that the Red-Robed Lady's Primordial Spirit had returned as one, that soul-snaring aura of seductive bones had vanished. Together with Xu Yan taking away the Ochre Lingzhi, the oppressive feeling in this stretch of heaven and earth had weakened considerably, while the dense fog quietly dispersed.
The enormous black coffin trembled.
Its lid clanged and rattled, and then, with a bang, immense icy baleful qi surged out like a torrent, coiling around razor-sharp Geng Metal qi!
The massive coffin lid was forcibly shifted open by nearly half.
A figure in violet robes appeared. Murong Ziyao's face