The Great Dao Had Been Obliterated

A deep, unfathomable sinkhole emitted black light, as though it led straight to Hell.

"The Corpse Immortal must be inside."

Duan De said with certainty, "But Emperor Wushi should have already destroyed it. We probably won't get to see it."

"It's better if we don't."

Qin Sheng was not disappointed. A Corpse Immortal was merely a gimmick; compared to a true immortal, it was separated by who knew how many dimensions.

Such a thing was no benevolent creature. Oblivion was its only rightful end.

Qin Sheng was about to enter when Duan De stopped him and said,

"Before facing the Corpse Immortal, let's divide those nine Black Yin Sacred Wood Coffins."

Black Emperor's eyes flickered, and he also demanded it. "Exactly. We don't feel safe with them all in your possession!"

"What are you two scheming again?"

"We came in together. Everyone deserves a share of the treasure. That's reasonable, isn't it?" Black Emperor bared his teeth.

Qin Sheng stared at the two of them and nodded.

These two bastards had probably formed an alliance again.

"Fine. Let's divide them first."

There was nothing wrong with splitting the treasures. After all, they had entered together and all contributed.

As for what the pair was planning, Qin Sheng had a guess. They were probably about to reveal their daggers.

Their little group was about to go its separate ways.

"How should we split them?" Duan De asked eagerly.

"You can have all the coffin lids. I'll take a loss and just take the coffins themselves."

"Qin, you're shameless. The coffin bodies are the real prize."

"I want ninety percent. You two can split the remaining ten percent!"

"Dead Dog, you're even more shameless."

"Without me, you wouldn't have gotten past the Great Emperor's Dao Force at all. I contributed the most!"