There was no shortage of Spirit Treasures capable of suppression in this age!
The Primordial Golden Dou in the Three Xiao's possession, for instance, held immense spatial divine power, its capacity as vast as the cosmos and the Four Seas.
Once unleashed, its mysteries were boundless. It could hold every treasure in Heaven and Earth and suppress any being of the same cultivation realm.
Once its golden light shone, there was nowhere to escape!
Yet even when a powerful cultivator was suppressed within the Primordial Golden Dou, they still had the strength to resist.
With sufficient power, breaking through the Spirit Treasure's suppressive force and escaping was not impossible.
But the strangest thing today was that, ever since the Heaven-Shaking Coffin had swallowed Gu Changqing, not the slightest disturbance had emerged.
It felt as though Gu Changqing had died and his Dao had vanished the instant he was sealed inside, leaving nothing of him behind.
As this realization dawned, the onlookers exchanged bewildered glances.
"Is... is the Heaven-Shaking Coffin truly that terrifying?!"
"Once someone enters it, they don't even have a moment to strike back?!"
"Hmm... since it was formed from the resentment of the Demon Gods of the Three Thousand Great Daos, entering it must be like being bitten by countless insects, with no way to defend oneself."
"Indeed, indeed. The corrosive resentment of three thousand Demon Gods is certainly no trivial matter."
"Otherwise, why would the Heaven-Shaking Coffin be called a baleful treasure of the Heavenly Dao?!"
The more they discussed it and thought it over, the more plausible this conjecture seemed.
After all, a treasure like the Heaven-Shaking Coffin had never appeared in the world before. No matter how powerful it proved to be, they found it only natural.
Before they knew it, they had begun to