Immortality from Taming Elephant

Chapter 753: Chapter 333: The Coffin’s Secret (Part 2)

Boom!

Xu Guang feels a sudden tremor in the sea of consciousness, where the pitch-black, grotesque demonic thought coral resides!

The initially slow-growing purple dragon horn-like protrusions abruptly accelerate in spread and bifurcation, turning from light purple to a deep dark purple, with fine lines resembling dragon scales beginning to emerge on the surface.

More astonishingly, the pitch-black hue of the coral body starts to collapse inward and solidify, as if transforming into the purest darkness.

An aura of demonic thoughts, far more pure, refined, and carrying an ancient "Power of Heaven’s Rejection" authority, involuntarily spreads from Xu Guang’s body!

The surging demonic thoughts spread to the surroundings like a tide.

Buzz—!

Centered on Xu Guang, the purple-black magical mist covering several kilometers suddenly becomes still, then, in a manner akin to worship, slowly converges towards him, merging into the transforming demonic thought coral.

Xu Guang is enveloped in a terrifying energy, his face filled with the power of demonic thoughts, projecting an aura of extreme foreboding, almost as if... he shouldn’t exist in this world.

General Wei lets out a low roar, its life linked with Xu Guang, clearly sensing that the aura on Xu Guang’s body seems to have completely transformed.

Xu Guang, at this moment, is consumed by the change occurring within the sea of consciousness, focusing entirely on the evolving demonic thought coral.

He can feel the intensity of his Divine Soul rapidly increasing, enhanced by the nourishment of demonic thoughts, and his perception and control of the surrounding magical aura grow exponentially.

After an unknown length of time, the transformation of the demonic thought coral gradually subsides.

The reborn coral stands about three feet tall, its dark purple branches flourishing like dragon horns, exuding a mixture of ferocity and majesty.

After a long while, Xu Guang opens his eyes, immediately startled.

Ling Xiao is unexpectedly right in front of him, as if observing him.

"Your destiny is gone,"

Ling Xiao speaks.

Xu Guang frowns, "Destiny is gone? What do you mean?"

Ling Xiao shakes her head slightly, "I don’t know, maybe it’s influenced by the Power of Heaven’s Rejection of the demonic thoughts."

Xu Guang falls into thought, then suddenly understands.

Demonic thoughts are born from the fall of a Supreme Majesty, and everyone able to become a Supreme Majesty is a world-defying person destined for greatness; upon their fall, naturally, destiny disappears.

Now is not the time to ponder these matters, and without further delay, Xu Guang rises and follows Ling Xiao towards the coffin guarded by the Dragon Monarch in the distance.

"Who is in the coffin?"

"In the battle of proclaiming the Purple Moon Emperor’s path, there was a Supreme called Royal Dragon Supreme, whose mount was a True Dragon."

Upon hearing Ling Xiao’s words, Xu Guang’s eyes widen slightly.

A Supreme’s mount?

Was that the Dragon Monarch just now?

Soon, they arrive at the center of the smooth dark-purple ground, before the Emperor’s coffin.

Being closer, they can better sense the extraordinariness of the coffin. Its material is neither metal nor jade, cool to the touch, yet paradoxically exuding a faint warmth.

The lid is carved with symbols of sun, moon, stars, and depictions of divine and demonic battles, seemingly chronicling a grand epic lost to time, and just a glance brings a heavy weight to the Heart Spirit, as if countless shouts and lamentations echo in the ears.

Xu Guang scrutinizes the carvings, suddenly pausing in surprise.

Some of these carvings are newly added, and the power contained within...

The power of a Refining Pattern Master?

Did Immortal Venerable Han Cuo visit this place before?

"Help!"

At this moment, the two hear someone speaking.

Circling around the coffin, they see Chu Monarch.

She no longer exhibits the composure she had when teasing Ling Xiao; at this moment, she appears somewhat disheveled, standing barefoot three feet from the side of the Emperor’s coffin, motionless.

Her white clothes, under the reflection of the Purple Moon’s brilliance and the eerie light of the Emperor’s coffin, appear somewhat transparent, faintly revealing the graceful outline of her figure beneath.

Countless fine, hair-like strands, interwoven in dark gold and deep purple hues, extend from the coffin’s lid crevices and the flowing patterns, densely wrapping and enclosing her like a cruel yet exquisite cocoon.

Is this... the work of a Refining Pattern Master?

"Sister Ling, save me!"

Seeing Ling Xiao, Chu Monarch appears to have found a savior, struggling and calling out constantly.

"Tsk tsk, truly in a sorry state."

Ling Xiao stands in place, though taunting, clearly wary of being tricked by Chu Monarch again.

"I was wrong, Sister Ling, save me!"

"That Han Cuo is no good! He stole the coffin of Royal Dragon Supreme, yet hypocritically prevents others from disturbing it. I truly fell into his trap."

Chu Monarch evidently knows the coffin of Royal Dragon Supreme is here and intends to obtain something from it, but she did not expect Han Cuo to leave measures on the coffin, and she inadvertently fell into them.

Xu Guang figures this out, and Ling Xiao naturally understands as well.

But Chu Monarch is notoriously crafty, and Ling Xiao harbors some doubt.

Xu Guang also does not feel any pity, treating Chu Monarch as mere air, carefully observing the coffin, while attempting to use Feng Shui methods to discern why the coffin is placed here.

Seeing Ling Xiao unmoved, Chu Monarch shifts her aim to Xu Guang.

"Young brother, save me, and I’ll give you a Holy Artifact once I’m free, how about it?"

"Sorry, Xu Mou’s strength is insufficient."

As he speaks, Xu Guang’s gaze traces the cracks of the slightly open coffin, seeing only pure darkness.

Yet below the coffin, there seems to be something suppressed.

"There seems to be something underneath,"

Ling Xiao follows Xu Guang’s gaze, suddenly seeming to comprehend.

"I understand!"

"Han Cuo delved deep into the Purple Moon Cavern in the past to craft an artifact for securing the path of enlightenment, but since crafting inside a restricted area would inevitably be rejected by it, he first stole the coffin of Royal Dragon Supreme, using it as the formation’s anchor to locate a place for crafting this artifact."

Ling Xiao mutters to herself, looking excited.

The Emperor’s weapon!

Han Cuo, it seems, did not succeed in crafting it back then, which means...

Beneath the coffin, there might be a yet incomplete Emperor’s weapon, crafted by the top Supreme.

In today’s world, who can refuse an Emperor’s Divine Weapon?

Xu Guang hails from the Arctic Six Institutes, which possess only three Supreme artifacts, and even the demon-revealing mirror that once seemed immensely formidable and terrifying to him is merely a Supreme artifact.

Chu Monarch’s expression changes drastically.

As if a hidden secret has been discovered.

"That Han Cuo is no good! He stole the coffin of Royal Dragon Supreme, yet hypocritically prevents others from disturbing it. I truly fell into his trap."

Chu Monarch evidently knows the coffin of Royal Dragon Supreme is here and intends to obtain something from it, but she did not expect Han Cuo to leave measures on the coffin, and she inadvertently fell into them.

Xu Guang figures this out, and Ling Xiao naturally understands as well.

But Chu Monarch is notoriously crafty, and Ling Xiao harbors some doubt.

Xu Guang also does not feel any pity, treating Chu Monarch as mere air, carefully observing the coffin, while attempting to use Feng Shui methods to discern why the coffin is placed here.

Seeing Ling Xiao unmoved, Chu Monarch shifts her aim to Xu Guang.

"Young brother, save me, and I’ll give you a Holy Artifact once I’m free, how about it?"

"Sorry, Xu Mou’s strength is insufficient."

As he speaks, Xu Guang’s gaze traces the cracks of the slightly open coffin, seeing only pure darkness.

Yet below the coffin, there seems to be something suppressed.

"There seems to be something underneath,"

Ling Xiao follows Xu Guang’s gaze, suddenly seeming to comprehend.

"I understand!"

"Han Cuo delved deep into the Purple Moon Cavern in the past to craft an artifact for securing the path of enlightenment, but since crafting inside a restricted area would inevitably be rejected by it, he first stole the coffin of Royal Dragon Supreme, using it as the formation’s anchor to locate a place for crafting this artifact."

Ling Xiao mutters to herself, looking excited.

The Emperor’s weapon!

Han Cuo, it seems, did not succeed in crafting it back then, which means...

Beneath the coffin, there might be a yet incomplete Emperor’s weapon, crafted by the top Supreme.

In today’s world, who can refuse an Emperor’s Divine Weapon?

Xu Guang hails from the Arctic Six Institutes, which possess only three Supreme artifacts, and even the demon-revealing mirror that once seemed immensely formidable and terrifying to him is merely a Supreme artifact.

Chu Monarch’s expression changes drastically.

As if a hidden secret has been discovered.