Everyone inexplicably felt a bone-piercing chill.
The ghostly light in Gu Huangquan's eyes grew brighter, and he slammed his palm heavily onto the Black Coffin.
"[Huangquan Guide]—Yan Mingyuan!"
Bzzz—!!
Under everyone's astonished gazes, the Black Coffin suddenly began to tremble. The coffin lid seemed barely able to hold something down, as if something was about to burst out.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Ten seconds passed. The Black Coffin vibrated like an electric toothbrush for ten seconds, yet nothing happened.
Bai Ye's expression shifted from anticipation to suspicion, then finally impatience.
"Can you even do this?"
Bang!
The Black Coffin fell flat onto the ground and went completely still.
Gu Huangquan said expressionlessly, "It failed."
Bai Ye's eyes widened. "You drew talismans and chanted poetry, and now you're telling me it failed?!"
"Yes, it failed."
"You..."
Bai Ye's face darkened. Just as he was about to start cursing, Gu Huangquan added, "This spacetime is isolated from the outside world. It interrupted my [Huangquan Guide]."
"Hey, why didn't you say so earlier?" Bai Ye immediately broke into a smile and cheerfully patted Gu Huangquan's cold corpse.
Then, he directly brought him and the Doctor's corpse back to the outside world.
Within the Ten Thousand Woods.
Gu Huangquan once again traced patterns through the air toward the Black Coffin. As glowing runes landed upon it one after another, the Black Coffin began trembling once more.
This time, it was clearly far more violent. After roughly three seconds, the Black Coffin actually rose directly from the ground, ignoring gravity!
Bai Ye's eyelid twitched. So there was no need to chant poetry? Then what the hell were you chanting for back in the Divine Kingdom?
Sure enough, anyone capable of becoming the Painter's best brother had to have something off about him.
Click—!