Chapter 419 - 416: Hearing of the Underworld Nether Coffin Again

Chapter 419: Chapter 416: Hearing of the Underworld Nether Coffin Again

"A wave that surges ever forward but never retreats. Even the most exquisite Escape Technique must follow common sense... Come out. What’s the point of continuing to hide?"

Bai Zichen gazed at the towering Water Mansion and the upright Han White Jade Pole before him. He stood with his sword in hand and spoke unhurriedly.

"You won’t enter, and you won’t retreat. Do you think you can break the spiderweb just by staring at it?"

His sudden shift to a more aggressive style had much to do with his complete transformation.

In any case, he had adopted Li Hansi’s appearance, completely changing everything from his clothes and looks to his words and actions. There was no way anyone would connect him to his other alias, Su Wuming, who was practicing the Qi Collection Refining Technique at the Water Eye.

Of course, this was also born from confidence in his own strength.

That Chen Ze cultivated the Dragon Transformation Scripture and was likely from the Youlong Sect.

Elder Shen had repeatedly and eagerly invited him to explore the Water Mansion together, so it was highly likely he was harboring ill intentions.

’If worst comes to worst, I’ll just have all of them buried here in the Water Mansion.’

’The perpetrator, naturally, would be Li Hansi, the successor of the Fish Dragon Sect who bore a deep-seated hatred for the Youlong Sect.’

"Greetings, fellow Daoist. The two of us were just passing by and were curious about this spiderweb, so we stopped to look. We’ll be leaving now..."

Two gray-robed Core Formation Cultivators leaped out from the rippling water. The two waves they created crashed against the stone wall, shattering into a spray of water.

After offering their salutations, one of them stared at Bai Zichen’s face. He was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed.

"Are you Junior Martial Uncle Li of the Profound Clarity Lineage? We are Kong Fanyun and Kong Fanlin of the Yuanming Lineage. Our master showed us images of the successors of the five great lineages. It was our senior brother, Chen Ze, who corresponded with you a few years ago."

"The Yuanming Lineage?"

Bai Zichen’s mind raced. This outcome was within his expectations.

A major reason he had taken on Li Hansi’s appearance was to make contact with the successors of the Fish Dragon Sect’s other four lineages.

According to the records in Li Hansi’s journal, the successors of the five great lineages were scattered, but they had maintained contact, as if planning some important move.

"What are you doing here?"

"We waited near Lankao Mountain for several years, but we never saw Junior Martial Uncle Li or the successor of the Xuming Lineage. We could only disperse temporarily and agreed to gather again in twenty years. Then, Brother Chen discovered in an Ancient Book that the Water Mansion’s master, Wuu Sanzang, had a mysterious origin. Many records about him were contradictory, and he suspected Wuu Sanzang had obtained the inheritance of the Ancient Mechanism Path. That’s why he tracked him all the way here."

Kong Fanyun did not intend to hide anything. It seemed that during their exile, the relationship between the five great lineages of the Fish Dragon Sect had become much more harmonious.

"It now seems the Shen Family Master is definitely a problem. However, Brother Chen has Late-Stage Core Formation Cultivation and is carrying our lineage’s heirloom treasure. He should be fine. That’s why we thought it best not to destroy the spiderweb, lest we alert the enemy."

"He should be fine, but that might not be the case... Let’s go up and have a look."

Bai Zichen looked up toward the depths of the Water Mansion. As things stood, Chen Ze’s situation looked far from good.

With a flicker, his body crossed the hundred-step Jade Ladder and appeared at the edge of the circular platform.

The sudden intrusion of three Core Formation True Men flustered Elder Shen. His bone palm grabbed the Water Bead and flicked it. The thirty-six Celestial Spirit Copper Pillars began to RUMBLE and turn, trapping the newcomers in the Array as well.

"Junior Brothers, quickly attack and kill this scoundrel together! There’s something wrong with the Cultivation Technique he practices. He can convert flesh and blood into an Exotic True Essence, making him extremely difficult to deal with!"

Chen Ze’s heart leaped with joy when he saw his two sect brothers and one unfamiliar Cultivator.

’I can’t believe the ones who broke in are our own people. Otherwise, I would have been forced to use a Secret Technique, no matter the cost.’

Shackles of white bone materialized from the void, binding his limbs and hampering his movements as he fought the White Bone Demon.

Were it not for the long banner in his hand, which unfurled and cast down a golden light to protect his entire body, he would have suffered a devastating blow long ago.

When the White Bone Demon’s attacks struck the golden light, at least half of their force was deflected, leaving him to endure only the remainder.

The Kong brothers acted decisively. They each sent a curved hook flying, two streaks of cold light striking from a bizarre angle at the Cultivator who was half a skeleton.

If Chen Ze hadn’t spoken, they wouldn’t have even been sure this person was Elder Shen.

Elder Shen pulled a bone straight from his own back, spat a mouthful of Nether Qi onto it, and transformed it into a White Bone Flying Sword that burned with a ghastly white flame.

’A joint attack technique...’

Bai Zichen watched as the two curved hooks danced through the air in perfect sync, pinning the White Bone Flying Sword in place.

An occasional, exquisite maneuver from the hooks would even cause the ghastly white flame on the Sword Light to waver, looking as if it might be extinguished at any moment.

’This technique... why does it feel so strangely familiar? The use of Nether Qi, the White Bone Divine Power... aren’t these the skills of the Ghost Spirit Sect’s White Bone True Man!’

Bai Zichen had a sudden realization, having found the source of this familiarity.

A Demon Path Sect on the fringes of the Northern Domain and a Clan Cultivator from the Eastern Domain Great Marsh... it was impossible for them to have any connection or to have shared their knowledge.

For their Cultivation Techniques and Divine Powers to be so similar, there was only one possibility: both sides had obtained an inheritance from the same source.

’If I remember correctly, the White Bone Divine Power is a Demon Skill the Ghost Spirit Sect transcribed from an Underworld Nether Coffin and later modified. Don’t tell me Elder Shen also found an Underworld Nether Coffin and that’s how he started down this path...’

Bai Zichen’s gaze turned dangerous as he looked at Elder Shen. Too many legends, both true and false, were tangled up with the Underworld Nether Coffin.

The Ghost Spirit Sect had studied the Underworld Nether Coffin for generations, accumulating the contents of over a hundred Jade Scrolls. He had idly read through most of them during his time at Ten Thousand Immortals Creek.

Ge Cang had also mentioned that the Underworld Nether Coffin was a vessel used by great figures in Ancient Times to reincarnate.

It seemed they all failed, and instead caused the Underworld Nether Coffin to produce all sorts of strange phenomena.

The Ghost Spirit Sect had used the tragic ends of its countless cultivators to prove the danger of the Underworld Nether Coffin.

Even the Underworld Nether Coffin in the underground palace at Ten Thousand Immortals Creek had inexplicably caused a fissure to open in the earth, plunging into an abyss of unknown depths.

"Another Late-Stage Core Formation! If I kill all of you, the True Monarch can be resurrected a hundred years earlier, and this old man will have a chance at Breaking Realm and extending my life!"

Elder Shen abruptly snapped off his right arm, transforming it into a White Bone Heart-Locking Hammer. It compressed the very air as he brought it down again and again, smashing the specially-made platform and sending stone fragments flying everywhere.

"You’re talking about Wuu Sanzang? He’s merely at the Nascent Soul Realm. How could he have the ability to help you break through and extend your life? It’s nothing but your wishful thinking!"

Using Close as the Palm of Your Hand, Far as the Ends of the Earth, he easily dodged the bombardment of the White Bone Heart-Locking Hammer. Bai Zichen saw that Elder Shen had fallen into a state of frenzied delirium and deliberately spoke to provoke him.

"What do you know! The True Monarch is a great figure from the Ancient Era! He used the Underworld Nether Coffin to reincarnate once in the Middle Ancient period, and only fell into a deep sleep after overcoming his tribulation... When he awakens again, his Divine Power will reach an even higher level, something you insects could never fathom. This old man will definitely become a Nascent Soul Cultivator, and the Beihe Shen Family will become the number one Noble Family in the Great Wild Marsh!"

Elder Shen looked agitated, waving one of his own ribs.

"That branch of the Jinjian Zhang Family? They’re just distant relatives from a concubine’s line! If you show up at their door asking for a handout, they probably wouldn’t even give you the time of day!"

’There’s an Underworld Nether Coffin in the Water Mansion!’

Bai Zichen immediately grasped the key point. As for the claim that Wuu Sanzang was the reincarnation of an Ancient Great Power, he directly ignored it.

If reincarnation and starting Cultivation anew were truly that simple, then none of the Ancient Great Powers, whose strength rivaled that of gods and demons, would have failed to secure a next life—let alone reincarnate twice in a row. 𝘧𝓇ℯℴ𝓂

The more likely explanation was that Elder Shen’s body had been invaded by Nether Qi from the Underworld Nether Coffin, causing him to have these delusions.

The Ghost Spirit Sect Cultivators had died screaming in agony, whereas he had lost his mind, trapped in a web of his own lies.

"You’re just another pitiful soul who failed in your pursuit of the Great Dao. Let me send you back to the dust, so you no longer have to suffer in the mortal realm..."

Bai Zichen drew his sword and swung. A ray of blazing sunlight flashed, boiling the water around them and cleaving the White Bone Heart-Locking Hammer in two.