Chen Xun lightly clenched the void in his palm.
The Ten Lifetimes Coffin emerged from the void. As though it possessed a will of its own, it drew Song Heng's immortal corpse inside.
"Old Ox, what exactly is this thing?"
"Moo!"
Big Black Ox's gaze turned solemn. It took out one immortal item after another from its Storage Ring, their treasure-light painting the entire World Breaking Ship in dazzling colors. Yet when one particular item appeared, the Ten Lifetimes Coffin trembled violently, as if it wanted to flee at once.
It had been restrained...
Meng Sheng turned, his profound gaze settling upon the most inconspicuous Broken Vine. "Senior, it is this vine." Yet he could not discern its origins; he could only tell that it was an innate object of the Immortal Realm.
He did not care about those "relics" of the Longevity Immortal Palace. They were of little use to him.
Big Black Ox indicated that it had merely done it in passing.
After all, Little Crimson was still on its back. Naturally, it could not let its legacy be severed.
Chen Xun's gaze narrowed slightly. His eyes transformed into Heaven and Earth, and a vast River of Time slowly flowed through his pupils. The past of this Broken Vine began to unfold in the void, from its birth to every moment of its history, all displayed intact before everyone.
An unparalleled innate object of the Immortal Realm—present-day Immortal Realm cultivators still lacked the ability to erase everything about such things.
"What... it was actually a mountain ridge?!"
"The Immortal Realm's first mountain range, condensed from endless Primordial Beginning qi. No wonder it could so thoroughly restrain fellow Daoist Song's immortal coffin. His Great Dao... was tied to the earth veins."
"Hmm?!"
Suddenly, Nanhua's startled cry rang out