Everything that had happened earlier had naturally been part of Yue Wen's plan.
He had created the entire spectacle of Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin with drops of his own blood. Once each drop of blood essence left his body, it would transform into a giant dragon-like Nightmare Wraith Creature within this Nightmare Realm.
Despite the spectacle's grandeur, the dragon-shaped Nightmare Wraith Creatures actually had very little combat strength. Each was only a drop of Yue Wen's blood, after all.
That was why Yue Wen had to get involved himself.
His most important task in joining the fight was to make the Anti-Yue Alliance misjudge the strength of these giant Nightmare Wraith Creature dragons.
Before everyone's eyes, the nine dragons pulling the coffin had withstood two of Yue Wen's sword strikes without dying. Surely they had to be powerful, with pure Dragon Qi.
In truth, Yue Wen had held back with every strike, putting on a spectacular show with little killing power. He had practiced this sort of acting back when he disguised himself as a Demonic Cultivator, and he could absolutely pass off the fake as real.
Finally, Shi Miaozhen had stepped in and finished off all nine giant Nightmare Wraith Creature dragons.
She thought she had cut away whatever health remained after Yue Wen's two strikes. In reality, that had been the creatures' full strength, so she had not questioned the purity of their Dragon Qi either.
Under Yue Wen's control, the Dragon Qi in the nine drops of blood inside the coffin had already dissipated completely.
By the time the Anti-Yue Alliance seized the coffin, only black soil soaked in Xing'er's blood remained inside. A sweep of divine sense would detect profound spirituality. But spirituality was not the same as Dragon Qi, and that distinction was enough