The moment the stone coffin closed, the ancient text on the stone coffin emitted a blinding bright light, like that from the clouds above, resembling the dragon chant of an ancient Jiao Long.
Ming Rendie did not dare to approach, only flapping its wings to keep a significant distance away.
This stone coffin had been kept in the cave for a millennia. Ming Rendie was merely a parasite that grew from a piece of rotten flesh left outside the coffin when the Evil Jiao was injured, and had gradually grown into the Eighth Rank Peak Profound Insect it was today with the power of faith and continuous offerings from the ignorant villagers.
The entire cave had gradually become its nest, but only this coffin was beyond the reach of Ming Rendie. External force could not break it, nor could it be pushed open or moved. Except for a faint sound heard from outside the coffin years ago, there had been no other disturbances since.
