The Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin swept past, stirring up the turmoil of an age. How many Heavenly Emperors had begun their journeys here?
The Bronze Coffin was plain and ancient, engraved with primordial runes. Faintly visible were ancient ancestors praying and offering sacrifices, solemn and reverent. Cosmic stardust lay within the carvings of mountains, rivers, sun, and moon. Who knew how many ages of change it had endured?
It had existed since the creation of heaven and earth. Its shadow could be found in Desolate Antiquity, Primordial Antiquity, the Mythic Era, the Chaotic Ancient Era, the Ancient Immortal Era, and even the distant Emperor-Fall Era. It was the coffin of that being beyond the Sacrificial Path, the lord of the Underworld.
"Someone established the Heavenly Court and was therefore honored as a Heavenly Emperor. The Dao lineage founded by the Coffin Master was the Underworld. What should I call him, then?"
"Yin Heavenly Emperor, Ghost Emperor, Nether Emperor, Lord of Mount Tai, Houtu Earth Emperor?"
Lin Xian's gaze was fathomless as he left the heavenly tribulation and rushed toward a node of the Immortal Ascension Road, pursuing the Dragon Coffin's trail.
"It's actually that!"
The supreme beings on the Immortal Ascension Road were shocked. Standing at the human Dao summit, they were among this world's mightiest and had naturally seen or heard the legend of the Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin. It was extraordinarily ancient, even more mysterious than an Immortal Artifact.
Now, at the most critical moment on the Immortal Ascension Road, it had appeared again, passing through spatial node after spatial node. No wonder the world had never been able to find this object. It had not merely been wandering the Human World Universe, but roaming between worlds.
"The chaotic body, Lin Xian, attaches such importance to