"Buzzz!"
The Black Coffin standing in the void shook violently.
Its lid lifted farther, and the crimson grew denser, spreading like a bloody mist, accompanied by intensely concentrated yin energy.
Within that bloody mist, strands of red hair seemed to drift out.
The sight alone made everyone's scalp prickle.
"Heavens... what in the world is inside that coffin?"
Everyone cried out in terror, wanting to retreat.
But they had already retreated a hundred kilometers. There was nowhere left to go; the Netherworld Soil Yin Tomb lay behind them.
Falling into it would only bring a swifter death.
"Rattle..."
As the Black Coffin trembled, the chanting grew clearer.
The Dao Patterns branded into the void also appeared in dense profusion, as though this entire world had come alive.
Countless corpses rose to their feet at that moment.
They held no vitality, yet seemed to have gained new life. Under some inexplicable guidance, they relentlessly slaughtered others, as though determined to exterminate everyone.
Some of the blood corpses even rushed toward the summit, seemingly driven by a particular purpose.
Watching this, Li Qingyue began to understand.
The mysterious being within the Black Coffin not only wanted to kill everyone, but also intended to ascend the Divine Mountain with some scheme in mind.
Most likely, it wanted to see whether that being from years past lay inside the even larger Black Coffin at the summit.
Moreover, there was no telling whether the mysterious being inside the Black Coffin even possessed a consciousness of its own.
"Rumble..."
Thunder roared across the sky and began to gather, as though answering the man of the Demon Race.
The two stood needle-point against needle-point, neither yielding an inch.
Boundless killing intent filled the thunder, seeking to obliterate everything.
"Hmph!"
Sensing the upheaval in the world and the