frightfiction Chapter 200: Huge Coffin
Chapter 200: Huge Coffin
Kong Lingyu, what do you want to express? "
Zhang Mingque frowned, his tone revealing a strong impatience.
In her opinion, this man always pretends to be profound and unpredictable.
Kong Lingyu took a deep breath, trying to calm the tension and fear in her heart.
The cold sweat on his forehead seemed to be telling of his inner struggle. He slowly raised his hand and pointed to the deepest part of the secret realm, his voice low and serious.
“On the surface, this secret realm seems to be for us to gain experience and inherit the heritage, but in fact, it has a more important function.”
There was a hint of trembling in Kong Lingyu's tone, as if he had touched upon some forbidden secret.
"It can even be said that the most fundamental reason for the establishment of this secret realm is to suppress an extremely terrifying existence!"
Zhang Mingque had a look of astonishment on his face when he heard this.
She had never thought that this seemingly ordinary secret realm could hide such a shocking secret.
An inexplicable chill surged in her heart, as if something was spying on them in the darkness.
Kong Lingyu emphasized again: "The ancient dragon emperor, this powerful existence, not only left his own heritage, but also used his own tomb as a seal to suppress that terrifying existence here."
His voice was deep and powerful, as if carrying an indescribable power.
Zhang Mingque and the people around him were shocked by his words, and an inexplicable fear and awe surged in their hearts.
"So what should we do next?"
"Does this mean that we are destined to die here today and cannot escape?"
The monks around began to talk, and their eyes turned to the Confucian Kong Lingyu at the same time, obviously regarding him as the leader of the group.
Kong Lingyu glanced deeply at the demon corpses around him. He saw that since they broke out of the ground, they all moved towards the depths as if they had been summoned by something.
Even the demon corpse whose leg he had cut off was now supporting itself with both hands and crawling with difficulty, as if there was some irresistible force ahead that was attracting them.
Kong Lingyu's face was solemn. He knew that these demon corpses were no ordinary creatures. Their appearance must be an important part of the next step.
However, he did not lose his composure.
Since everyone is now willing to regard him as the leader of everyone, he must lead everyone to find a way out, and cannot let everyone die here.
So, he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, don't panic. Although these demon corpses are strange, they are not invincible. Let's go to the front and investigate carefully. There is not no hope."
As he spoke, he turned and looked at the people behind him, with a determined light in his eyes.
After hearing this, the panic in everyone's hearts was slightly relieved. They knew that at this moment, they could only rely on Kong Lingyu to lead them out of the predicament.
So, they all nodded in agreement and prepared to follow Kong Lingyu forward.
At this moment, deep in the formation, thick bloody mist was constantly rolling.
After some demon corpses entered it, they disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.
In the thick blood-red mist that seemed to be dripping with blood, Kong Lingyu's figure appeared particularly firm.
He knitted the formula in his hand, releasing the Chunqiu brushwork, as if every word and every sentence condensed powerful power, turning into an invisible barrier.
Protect his body tightly from the slightest erosion of the evil mist.
Behind Kong Lingyu, followed a group of monks, their faces full of solemnity and awe.
In this mysterious and dangerous secret realm, every step seems to be on the edge of the unknown, but they still follow Kong Lingyu firmly, because she is the hope in their hearts and their only guide in this bloody mist.
Time seemed to have lost its meaning in this thick fog, but Kong Lingyu seemed to have traveled through a long period of time and finally arrived at the depths of the secret realm.
There is the place where the previous inheritance was, a place full of mystery and solemnity.
However, what they came to was not the underground palace where the inheritance and dragon bones were located, but the land above the entire underground palace.
The huge formation set up there.
The formation seemed to be connected to heaven and earth, exuding an ancient and powerful aura that made people feel awe.
In the center of the formation, the majestic coffin is like a silent ancient mountain, tightly bound by tens of thousands of densely packed golden chains, as if to seal it under this land forever.
The chains flashed a cold light between heaven and earth, like giant golden dragons, winding and circling, binding the extremely terrifying coffin.
Around the coffin, blood was surging like boiling magma, and the blood-red waves kept hitting the surrounding ground, making bursts of heart-pounding sounds.
The blood seemed to contain endless resentment and killing, which made people shudder.
From the thick coffin, a powerful killing aura emanated, sweeping in like a violent storm, making it impossible to breathe.
That atmosphere was filled with blood and violence, as if it was going to swallow up the entire world.
At this moment, everyone present suddenly realized that the bloody mist filling this secret realm was not radiated by the legendary ancient Dragon Emperor.
The real source of the blood mist actually came from this seemingly solemn and mysterious coffin.
At the same time, a huge demon corpse slowly came to the coffin with heavy steps.
Without any hesitation, it pounced into the raging sea of blood.
In an instant, the demon corpse was swallowed up by the bloody water and disappeared into the rolling waves of blood, leaving only an eerie silence.
"Could it be that... these demon corpses were used as sacrifices?"
An inexplicable chill surged in everyone's hearts, as if they were in a gloomy and terrifying dream.
"Were they controlled by some force and became the blood food of the coffin?"
The monks were discussing the matter, their hearts filled with fear and confusion.
Kong Lingyu's face also became extremely ugly. His eyes were shining with determination, but his brows could not hide his worry.
"Quick, we must act as soon as possible!" Kong Lingyu shouted loudly, with a kind of determination and firmness in his voice, "We can't let the coffin continue to devour these demonic corpses, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"
Everyone nodded, knowing that now was not the time to hesitate.
One after another figures quickly rushed out, rushing towards the demonic corpses being devoured by the coffins.
This is a battle of life and death. They stand on the edge of fate and face unprecedented challenges.
Only by devoting all our strength can it be possible to prevent the coffin from continuing to devour the demon corpse and avoid even more terrifying consequences.
Even a fool with a dull mind could feel the eerie aura emanating from the coffin.
It seems like a sealed ancient evil, suppressed in endless darkness, eager to break free and return to the world.
At this moment, it is using the power of the demon corpse to continuously devour flesh and blood and strengthen itself.
Every time it was devoured, it was one step closer to breaking out of the coffin. If it really managed to break free, it would be an unimaginable disaster.