Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin Sets Sail Once More!

The Tai Chi Eight Trigrams Diagram in the sky finally took shape completely. With the Source contributed by Ji Hao and the earlier boost from the Yin-Yang Life-and-Death Diagram, it charged rapidly. The symbols of the eight trigrams shone at once, emitting dazzling light as the Starry Sky Gate reappeared.

"Boom!"

With a dull tremor, the Tai Chi Eight Trigrams Diagram opened completely like a gateway, revealing a mysterious and enormous passage leading who knew where. Its depths were pitch-black.

The nine enormous dragon corpses, which had originally lain silent and motionless, suddenly began to tremble.

Though the dragons that had stood alongside gods had become cold corpses, they still could not be profaned. A powerful dragon aura spread out, and every divine crocodile present trembled in fear, prostrating themselves on the ground before shaking like sieves, utterly intimidated.

"Awooo!"

Thousands of years of imprisonment had nearly driven him mad. Sacred blood boiled, divine power surged, and boundless demonic energy shot straight into the heavens.

Ji Hao took a deep breath, preparing to blood-sacrifice the Xuanyuan Sword and fully awaken this Quasi-Emperor Weapon that had been bathed in Supreme Being blood.

During the Primordial Era, it was not only the Flame Emperor and Yellow Emperor whose emperor corpses had awakened spiritually. There was also the warlord Chiyou, another being whose emperor corpse had undergone Emperor Corpse Spirit Awakening. He had once been known as the Jiu Li Great Emperor.

However, after awakening once more, he fought Yellow Emperor in a battle that shook the heavens. Yellow Emperor had even once been driven to the brink due to his physical condition. In the end, at the battle of Zhuolu, Flame Emperor and Yellow Emperor joined forces to defeat Chiyou, dismembering him and destroying his Great Emperor body.

The Xuanyuan Sword had thus been bathed in Supreme Being blood. Its power surpassed ordinary Quasi-Emperor Weapons and was second only to Extreme Dao Emperor Weapons.

Threads of extreme dao aura awakened upon the golden Xuanyuan Sword. The images on its blade illuminated all directions: the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, vegetation, and trees.

The atmosphere instantly froze to the extreme. Most of Ye Fan's group had already entered the Bronze Ancient Coffin to take shelter, leaving only Ye Fan and Pang Bo waiting on the Five-Colored Altar for the final outcome.

This was not merely a battle between Ji Hao and Crocodile Ancestor. It concerned every one of their hopes for survival.

"Get lost!"

Just as the situation reached a breaking point, a dao shout came from the Void, intimidating Crocodile Ancestor.

"Rumble!"

A single rebuke carried incomparably vast momentum, as though it could shatter all heavens and worlds with one cry before establishing heaven and earth anew. It was terrifying beyond measure.

"Awooo..."

Crocodile Ancestor roared again, but this time it was a pained wail. A Quasi-Emperor's dao shout had nearly shattered his primordial spirit.

One had to know that although Quasi-Emperor contained the word "quasi," they were still emperors. During the Ancient Chaos Era, beings like them had another title: Supreme Beings!

In terms of life level, Quasi-Emperors were practically no longer the same species as other living beings. They had undergone a heaven-shaking transformation.

Drops of sacred blood fell from Crocodile Ancestor's mouth, crushing mountain after mountain and rupturing the earth. His skull split open, revealing a dazzling divine light. That was his Immortal Platform, the spiritual radiance of his primordial spirit.

Crocodile Ancestor retreated in terror. Though enraged, he was still very obedient when faced with the crisis of life and death. Otherwise, Shakyamuni would not have been able to seal him away.

"Go do what you want to do. You are destined to soar into the nine heavens. For now, us old bones will hold things up. In the future, perhaps we will need you to suppress the chaos!" A gentle voice reached Ji Hao's ears.

"I understand!" Ji Hao said firmly. He knew very well what he would have to face: the Dark Turmoil more than two hundred years in the future. He did not want Yellow Emperor and Flame Emperor to sacrifice themselves as they had in the original story, summoning back Void Emperor and Hengyu Great Emperor. This world needed variables, and he was the greatest variable!

Ji Hao turned to Crocodile Ancestor, wearing an exceptionally punchable expression. "Are you trying to die? I told you I had people backing me up, but you didn't believe me. Sigh, those who bring disaster upon themselves cannot live!"

Crocodile Ancestor watched Ji Hao with extreme vigilance. He did not even dare circulate his power to heal his injuries, because he knew exactly what kind of person he was facing.

A being suspected to be a Quasi-Emperor.

Ji Hao shrugged. "Forget it, I won't waste words on you. My ride is about to depart again. Bye-bye!"

With that, he walked toward the Five-Colored Altar.

"Let's go!"

He beckoned to Ye Fan and Pang Bo, put away the Xuanyuan Sword and carried it on his back. After all, Mars was not safe. Not only was there the Eighteen Levels of Hell sealed by Shakyamuni, but there was also the Great Completion Holy Body's Divine Remnant!

That thing was extremely sneaky. For all he knew, it had already hidden inside the Bronze Ancient Coffin, preparing an ambush.

After his battle with Crocodile Ancestor, Ji Hao fully realized just how weak he was. Because of his body, he had honestly never fought anyone from childhood until now. He had merely cultivated under Yellow Emperor's guidance, or used his divine sense to spar with Yellow Emperor and temper himself.

Now that he had emerged again, he truly did not feel safe without the Xuanyuan Sword in hand.

"Clang!"

The coffin lid closed. Everyone was now inside the Bronze Ancient Coffin, and only some time after it shut did they hear Crocodile Ancestor's earth-shaking, unwilling roar.

"What are you yelling for? You're making so much noise! Keep yapping and see if I don't have my grandpa stew you into braised crocodile!"

With someone to rely on, Ji Hao immediately stopped acting timid and struck back hard.

"Thank you, little brother!" Ye Fan took a deep breath and said gratefully.

"No need to be polite. We're all family." Ji Hao glanced around the Bronze Ancient Coffin as he spoke.

"Crack!"

The Tai Chi Eight Trigrams Diagram unfolded once more, and Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin took off.

The Bronze Ancient Coffin swayed violently. Everyone clung to the walls and crouched in a corner, weeping quietly. Ye Fan had no time for grief. He looked toward Ji Hao, his attention fixed on the divine sword carried on Ji Hao's back.

"One side is engraved with the sun, moon, and stars; the other with mountains, rivers, vegetation, and trees. One side of the hilt records the arts of farming and animal husbandry, while the other records the strategy for unifying the four seas."

"That is the Xuanyuan Sword..." Ye Fan murmured to himself.

Suddenly, Ji Hao, who had been searching the surroundings, stirred. He discovered something unusual that made his flesh turn cold. His gaze swept over the area, deep and unfathomable. Even he did not notice a faint mist beginning to spread around him.

"That is?!"

A figure with disheveled hair flickered indistinctly among the crowd, appearing from time to time upon the walls of the bronze coffin.

"The Great Completion Holy Body's Divine Remnant. It really entered the Bronze Ancient Coffin!" Ji Hao muttered.

Ji Hao's expression turned grave. He knew this was the Divine Remnant that had escaped from the ancient temple alongside Crocodile Ancestor. Amitabha Buddha had captured it back then, but out of respect for its past merits, he could not bear to kill it and had instead suppressed it on Mars.

If not for the faint light emanating from the Xuanyuan Sword on his back, intimidating it, who knew what this Divine Remnant might have done!

Ji Hao currently had no means of dealing with the Divine Remnant and could only rely on the Xuanyuan Sword to deter it.

Seeing that the Great Completion Holy Body's Divine Remnant no longer moved, Ji Hao stopped paying attention to it and walked toward the Small Bronze Coffin in the center.

"The several hundred ancient characters left behind by Huangtian Emperor..." Ji Hao looked eagerly at the Small Bronze Coffin.

"Here I come!"

This was absolutely the strongest inheritance in the world of Shrouding the Heavens: a scripture left behind by an Immortal Emperor. Although the original story explained that it was a method for repairing the Immortal Domain, Ji Hao believed it was far more than that.