"Bang!..."
Just as Ping'an and Bai Yu went to fetch Fairy Lingyue, a hand reached out from inside the bronze coffin at the very center of the cavern and struck its lid off with a single palm.
Then that hand, so thin it was nothing but skin and bone, gripped the coffin's rim tightly and slowly propped up an equally skeletal body, rising little by little from the coffin.
"Hah, hah, hah!..."
After standing up, the skeletal figure began gulping down air, as though he had been holding his breath for a very long time.
And as his breathing gradually steadied,
the flesh on that withered, shriveled body actually began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A short while later, a body that looked lean from afar, yet up close seemed cast from steel in every inch of its skin, appeared within the Netherdark Demon Grotto.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
Before the wisps of demonic qi seeping out from the enormous Bronze Gate in the Netherdark Demon Grotto could touch that body, the scorching blood qi radiating from it burned them to ashes.
"Hah..."
With his eyes closed and his head tilted back, the man let out a long breath of turbid air before finally lowering his head.
First, he glanced at the bronze coffin beneath him and murmured in bewilderment:
"Sister Lingyue, why did you shut me inside this coffin?"
The person who had climbed out of the coffin was, of course, Xu Taiping.
But at this moment, he only had memories from before he had been trapped inside this bronze coffin. He did not even know that he had slept in it for three whole years.
Then Xu Taiping slowly raised his head, his gaze settling on the enormous Bronze Giant Gate before him. He