Chapter 369

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Chapter 369: Opening the Coffin

His spiritual power also could not penetrate the surface of the coffin.

If he guessed correctly, this grand hall should be the legendary Luofeng Tian, the residence of the ghostly deities guarding the palace. But why was there a coffin in this abode of spirits?

Moreover, Lin Qiye was certain that this coffin was definitely not meant for a deity, as the illustrations on its surface were filled with the essence of ancient scrolls. However, Lin Qiye was not well-versed in history or art, and for the moment, he could not deduce the specific dynasty from the images.

Additionally, the size of this coffin was far too small compared to the physique of the ghostly deities. How could a deity capable of sitting on a throne over thirty meters high possibly fit into such a small coffin after death?

Lin Qiye crouched down and carefully observed the illustrations on the coffin’s surface.

The first image depicted a figure in blue clothing standing atop an altar, with various offerings laid out before him, including fruits, wild beasts, and even gold. Kneeling in the open space before the altar were numerous figures, seemingly worshipping his existence.

The second image featured the same blue-clad figure, but this time he stood before a burning palace, surrounded by ruins. His body was covered in blood, and many green soldiers stood before him, battling against a tide of strange creatures.

The third image showed a man in royal robes standing before another palace, with a black-red coffin placed in front of him. The blue-clad figure had one foot stepping into the coffin, as if he was about to lie down inside.

In the fourth image, the blue-clad figure had vanished, replaced by numerous black-armored soldiers. At the front of their formation, they carried a black-red coffin, moving towards a half-open bronze giant door.

The scene ended there. Lin Qiye furrowed his brow and slowly stood up from beside the coffin, lost in thought.

The information gleaned from these four images was limited, and the story seemed full of mysteries to Lin Qiye. Who was that blue-clad figure? Why were so many people offering him worship? What were those strange creatures surrounding the palace?

However, from the last two images, it was clear that the blue-clad figure lay in the coffin, then was sent through the bronze giant door by an army, and beyond that door… was naturally Fengdu.

Why did they send this coffin into Fengdu? And why was it stored within a heavenly palace?

Lin Qiye shook his head, putting aside these complicated thoughts. He shifted his gaze away from the coffin and turned to walk out of the hall.

No matter how mysterious the story of this coffin was, it was an event that happened hundreds or even thousands of years ago. He had no interest in playing a decoding game here. Since he had confirmed that Baili Pangpang and the others were not here, it was time to search another palace.

But just as he turned around, a faint sound suddenly echoed in the empty hall.

Dong——!

Lin Qiye abruptly halted his steps.

Every muscle in his body tensed instantly, and his spiritual power extended to its limits, sweeping through every corner of the hall.

There was nothing unusual.

All the armor and items were neatly arranged in their original positions, and his spiritual power had never been withdrawn. Just a moment ago, there was definitely nothing else present in this hall.

Another ghost?

Lin Qiye stood tense in the darkness for a long time. Seeing that nothing strange occurred, he slowly began to move toward the hall’s entrance again…

Dong——!

The second faint sound echoed again!

This time, Lin Qiye heard it clearly. He quickly turned around, his gaze locking onto the black-red coffin lying quietly on the stone platform. One hand gripped the hilt of the straight knife at his back, ready to draw it at any moment!

He stared intently at the coffin, beads of sweat forming on his back, his expression extremely serious.

The sound was coming from inside the coffin.

A coffin that had been sealed in the ghost city of Fengdu for an unknown number of years.

How could this be possible?

If there was a ghost lying in the coffin, it should have lost its soul after such a long time, right?

Lin Qiye focused on the black-red coffin, gently lifting his foot and taking a step back toward the hall’s entrance…

Dong——!

As expected, the third sound rang out again!

Not only that, but after this sound emerged, the surrounding bronze armor trembled simultaneously, as if they were coming to life, eerily tilting slightly toward Lin Qiye.

Lin Qiye retracted his foot, pondering for a moment before slowly stepping toward the coffin again.

This time, there was no sound at all.

Only when moving away from it did it make a sound, but approaching it did not?

Lin Qiye grasped the pattern of the sound’s emergence, and his confusion deepened. Could it be that whatever was inside the coffin did not want him to leave?

Standing among the numerous armors, Lin Qiye found himself in a stalemate, unsure whether to advance or retreat.

Should he just run toward the hall’s entrance?

What if the sound from the coffin occurred multiple times, causing the surrounding bronze armor to undergo a transformation?

After the lesson with the paper soldiers, Lin Qiye understood that the soldiers and strange powers within Fengdu belonged to the realm of divine phenomena, far beyond what he could currently handle. If these eerie bronze armors were to awaken, he would likely fall into extreme danger.

But if he didn’t run, was he just going to waste time standing here?

Lin Qiye struggled in place for a long time before a sudden thought struck him.

Clang——!!

He drew a straight knife from his back with one hand, slowly pulling it from its sheath…

Since I can’t walk over, I’ll use the reverse summoning magic array of the straight knife to teleport out. That should work, right?

But just as Lin Qiye pulled the blade from its sheath, the long knives behind the bronze armors also emitted a faint sound, eerily extending outward as if an invisible hand was gripping the hilt, pulling them out.

Three hundred long knives were drawn simultaneously!

Lin Qiye’s hand, which was halfway through drawing his knife, suddenly froze. After hesitating for a moment, he silently sheathed the knife back.

Clang——!

Three hundred long knives returned to their sheaths.

In the dark hall, three hundred pieces of armor stood silently, as if nothing had happened.

Lin Qiye:……

In this hall, even drawing a knife doesn’t work?

Lin Qiye looked at the armors with a headache. After pondering for a moment, he gritted his teeth and took large strides directly toward the black-red coffin at the center!

No unusual occurrences happened; Lin Qiye smoothly walked up to the coffin and stopped.

You won’t let me leave, and you won’t let me draw my knife. What exactly do you want? Lin Qiye furrowed his brow, staring at the coffin in front of him, murmuring to himself.

The coffin lay quietly before him, utterly silent.

Lin Qiye took a deep breath, slowly placing his hands on the edge of the coffin lid, while his eyes glimmered with a brilliant golden light!

He could no longer afford to waste time here. No matter what was inside the coffin, he had to resolve it; otherwise, he would never be able to leave this hall.

With strength that could move mountains and a spirit that could overshadow the world!

Lin Qiye’s hands suddenly exerted force!!

With a dull thud, the black-red coffin lid was slowly lifted by Lin Qiye…