"Buzz!"
The space trembled slightly, and then.
The chaotic power filling the void seemed to freeze at the moment the ancient coffin was opened.
Everyone held their breath, their eyes shining, gazing into the coffin.
"The corpse of the Holy Emperor!"
A skeleton lay in the coffin, seemingly entwined with the power of time, densely packed with ancient patterns, showing a pale golden color, wrapping around those bones.
"There are rumors that the Netherworld Saint Emperor mastered the supreme Netherworld technique, capable of communicating with the legendary Netherworld. Though his body perished, his bones remained intact even after tens of thousands of years!"
Someone exclaimed in surprise. The bones had remained unweathered for tens of thousands of years, an achievement difficult even for a Holy Emperor. Indeed, communicating with the Netherworld realm granted him a supreme Netherworld power, making his bones immortal.
