No matter what.
During those seven days of the "coffin vigil."
There were many rules and restrictions.
And they went far beyond avoiding baleful energy.
No blood could be seen.
No thunder could be heard.
The coffin could not be opened.
No women could be seen.
No Yin Objects could be encountered—not even black cats or black dogs.
All those taboos made it clear from the outset that this was no simple evil art.
The method came from the unorthodox paths, yet had a traceable basis. Someone had unearthed it from the dusty records buried in the Historian, patched it up, and made it usable.
Lin Feng had known from the beginning that Rigra lacked the conditions for a Seven-Day Coffin Vigil.
Now, Rigra was filled with baleful energy and the sound of thunder.
There was no guarantee against blood seeping into the coffin, or even against the coffin being opened.
He had buried himself inside a coffin.
And already, he had sensed a tremendous horror.
Evil Soil and blood covered his body.
The revived Bronze lay on the outside.
But it did not encase him.
His Dharma Sword had been "buried" with him. Against his chest, the protective charm, which had been soaked and then dried, burned with heat.
More importantly, there was the Green Tara Deity Statue on his abdomen.
That was one of the sources of his agony.
The old monk was an utterly treacherous beast.
He had placed Cursecraft on the Green Tara Deity Statue.
Fortunately, Lin Feng had taken an unconventional approach.
No one would have imagined he would do this.
After all, Lin Feng had added other elements to the Seven-Day Coffin Vigil, covering his body with Evil Soil from the Plateau.
He was not using the Seven-Day Coffin Ascension Method in its entirety,