"We've been sucked into the coffin!" someone blurted out in a panic, stating the obvious.
"I don't want to die!" a girl shrieked. She couldn't accept it. How had a climb up Mount Tai ended with her inside a coffin?
"We're getting the same treatment as Saint Emperors today."
"So does that mean I, Pang Bo, am practically an ancient Saint Emperor?"
Pang Bo muttered under his breath. The people around him were speechless. How could he be so carefree?
Why was he still thinking about the sages and Saint Emperors of ancient times?
Ye Fan nudged Zhou Yi and swept his gaze over the group. Zhou Yi understood at once.
"Quiet!"
He stepped forward, channeled his divine power, and shouted, drowning out every other voice.
Once inside the Ancient Bronze Coffin, everyone with a cultivation base had regained it. They seemed to have left the Mount Tai area.
"Panicking won't help," Ye Fan said calmly. He, too, had panicked a little when Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin first fell, but now that he was inside the coffin, he had settled down instead.
"I want to get out of here. I want to go home." A girl broke down crying. Ye Fan glanced at her; he remembered this classmate.
Ye Fan had already noticed that everyone sucked into the ancient coffin had attended their class reunion.
It was strange. There had clearly been other people on the summit of Mount Tai.
"From the look of things, going home isn't possible right now." Ye Fan shattered that hope. "But you can go to the Dao Realm and let your Parents know."
The space inside the coffin fell silent. Ye Fan's words had reminded them all.
Right! We still have the Dao Realm!
What were a few dragons and a coffin compared