His laughter was unusually crafty, with a shrill edge to it.
There truly was something within this coffin called Undying. He was one of Gu Li Sheng's Three Souls and Seven Spirits.
Tian Yun, dressed in white, sat somewhat far away, looking meek and submissive.
Burial Immortal and Xia Lingchuan, another immortal from Burial Sky Mound, were still terribly pale. Their recovery was nowhere near as terrifying as Chen Xun's.
"Crown Prince, your divine soul...?" Xia Lingchuan trailed off. Pain filled his expression, while his voice was deep and resonant.
His frame was exceedingly burly, utterly unlike that of the human race. He was a living being of a remarkably Ancient Race.
"It has fully recovered."
Gu Li Sheng's eyes seemed to contain the turning of heaven, earth, sun, and moon. His bearing was profoundly mystical, naturally carrying the majesty of an emperor. He spoke calmly. "I have exchanged blows with that person before."
He did not respond to Song Heng's gloating face. The latter had always wanted to bury him, and naturally, he knew that.
"Crown Prince, was it the Boundless Myriad Races behind him?" Burial Immortal still felt lingering dread. Yet that Peak Immortal had clearly been an incarnation; his main body must have been Suppressing the Great World Source.
And besides the Strongest Myriad Races of Boundless, who else could have produced a Six Tribulation Immortal Lord capable of Suppressing the Great World Source?
It seemed they intended to make a move against the Crown Prince, even though every trace of his divine soul was under their control!
"It was the Chaos Clan." A trace of cold light flashed through Gu Li Sheng's eyes. "When we exchanged blows, he used a Dao technique. I remember it now—it was a legacy of the Ancient Seven Realms."
The Chaos