Chapter 119: The Mysterious Stone Coffin
Chapter 119: The Mysterious Stone Coffin
“River Galaxy Gathering Bowl, Feixing disrupts the sky!”
This phrase appeared in Cheng Lingyu’s mind, summing up the bowl’s mysterious origins.
The runes represented basic control methods. By mastering them, one could operate the River Galaxy Gathering Bowl and use some of its powers.
Cheng Lingyu focused intently. The technique of origins sharpened his mind, letting him grasp concepts faster than others.
Soon, he learned the bowl’s basic functions. He held it in his left hand, channeling true essence into it. Faint runes glowed on the mud bowl’s surface.
As the light emerged, the void around him twisted. The crushing pressure on his body was swiftly absorbed by the bowl, easing his burden.
He took another step forward. The overwhelming pressure nearly killed him, but the bowl devoured the spatial force, disrupting the balance and saving him.
The small mud bowl remained hidden in Cheng Lingyu’s left hand, shielded from Yu Feilong and Hua Yuehong’s view.
The five Heavenly Palace experts at the hall entrance could only see his blurred silhouette in the central area, stunned by his progress.
Yu Feilong and Hua Yuehong relied on magical artifacts to endure the pressure. Being overtaken by a True Martial Realm cultivator like Cheng Lingyu was humiliating.
Cheng Lingyu ignored them, staring at the final step. He wondered if he could survive the sudden pressure spike upon crossing it.
This gamble could kill him—the last step’s pressure was unbearable.
After brief consideration, he stretched his left hand forward first.
A smart move, though he didn’t know if it’d work.
Luckily, the River Galaxy Gathering Bowl disrupted the spatial pressure the instant it entered the zone.
Cheng Lingyu stepped through, still bearing heavy pressure but surviving.
Yu Feilong and Hua Yuehong trembled five steps back, barely standing despite their artifacts. Cheng Lingyu reaching the coffin without visible tools defied logic.
Before the stone coffin, Cheng Lingyu stood rigid, his mind shaken by oppressive waves emanating from within.
The ten-foot coffin looked ancient and plain, its lid slightly ajar. Divine light seeped through the gap.
Simple patterns covered its surface, while the lid bore a crudely drawn star map.
Cheng Lingyu peered inside—and froze in shock.
What could shock him so?
Chaos swirled within divine light.
Through the opening stretched an endless starry sky—galaxies intertwined, stars blazing with mysterious energy.
The bowl in Cheng Lingyu’s hand vibrated wildly, devouring the stellar forces.
This wasn’t a coffin but a portal to infinite space, an entire universe defying expectations.
Stars wheeled above, their starlight pulsing like living breath.
Cheng Lingyu was staring blankly when the small grass in his mind shook rapidly, its two leaves opening and closing like day and night cycling, containing certain rules.
Suddenly, a light flashed across the endless starry sky, emerging from a galactic vortex and reaching him in an instant.
Too sudden to react, Cheng Lingyu instinctively raised his right hand. He felt something appear in his palm.
When he looked, there was a translucent jade lock smaller than half an inch – weightless yet indestructible.
The colorless lock could be easily overlooked unless examined closely.
It emitted no aura, nearly undetectable without visual confirmation.
Yet the Ghostly Magic Blade in his right palm trembled violently under intense suppression.
Though small, Cheng Lingyu instinctively knew this lock was priceless.
As he gazed, the grass in his mind became hyperactive, emitting a strange aura connecting with the lock.
The transparent lock merged into his flesh, avoiding the True Essence Sea in his right palm where the magic knife resided. Instead, it settled in the True Essence Sea beneath his left foot.
Cheng Lingyu rejoiced – his fourth True Essence Sea was finally filled.
The hall’s banner suddenly stirred. The stone coffin shook as its lid closed, weakening the supergravity field.
With a thud, the coffin sealed and gravity vanished completely.
Yu Feilong and Hua Yuehong instantly attacked.
Cheng Lingyu stored the River Galaxy Gathering Bowl in his Spirit Cloak Ring while dodging, distancing himself from the coffin.
The stone coffin suddenly vibrated, lid reopening to Cheng Lingyu’s shock.
Though the supergravity field returned, its strength had diminished.
All three rushed to observe the coffin’s interior.
The cosmic scenery had vanished. A complete skeleton now lay inside, hands clasped over an ancient jade emitting colored lights. Runes transformed into spiritual birds and grand talismans above it.
Yu Feilong summoned a high-quality treasure artifact shaped like an iron hand to grab the jade.
The artifact shattered instantly upon entering the coffin.
Hua Yuehong tried her beautiful jade coffin next. Divine light clouds blocked its descent. Sacred glow and grand talismans erupted before being repelled, making her cough blood from internal injuries.
Yu Feilong’s scroll cracked when approaching the coffin, forcing him to retreat.
Cheng Lingyu observed through Magic Eyes but couldn’t decipher the ever-changing legacy patterns on the jade.
Abandoning further attempts, he fled the hall. Having obtained great fortune already, he saw no point risking the extreme danger.
Heavenly Palace experts ambushed him at the Entrance of the Hall, aiming to silence him.
Cheng Lingyu anticipated this. Blocking attacks with Di Xuan Yin’s supergravity field, he activated a teleportation array underfoot and vanished.
Reappearing miles away, he circled back near the third Spirit Hall. A sky-piercing light beam from his fist stirred Guishun Valley into chaos.