Under the crushing effect of the coffin, the ground had long since shattered. Those Wilderness tribe powerhouses who wanted to approach were all blocked; only those from the Human Clan could draw near.
The powerful aura still lingered.
From within the coffin, an inexplicable throbbing could be heard clearly, as if a heart was beating...
Zi Yan opened her eyes wide, staring at the coffin. At that moment, she seemed to see something inside it—a white mist.
The interior was densely inscribed with ancient text, like some terrible seal.
She glanced at Bai Yunfei not far away, then looked at Chen Shixian. If that previous scheme to kill the Divine Body had succeeded, would I have broken through to King Tao by now?
"Chen Pingping hasn't appeared," Bai Yunfei murmured. "Is he observing the battle?"
He had a feeling that Chen Pingping was always lurking in the shadows.
Nearby, the Divine King elder spoke, "With me here, would he dare show his face?"
