The interior space of the bronze coffin is very huge.
The saint's remains were emitting golden light, dispersing the darkness in the museum. He was still sitting cross-legged, being lifted up in the air by a strange force.
Yan Xing was separated from [Void] and protected by a tough coffin. External threats could not affect him. It was very safe here.
"Saint, saint, is he the legendary Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal?"
Yan Xing stepped into the void, ignoring the isolation and restraint of the surrounding force field, and came to sit cross-legged in front of the saint's remains, looking at him blankly.
Just like in the ancient temple, when faced with the saint's remains, his [Seventh Sense: Time] still didn't respond. He thought Ao Bei had arranged a special interference method, but it seemed that he was mistaken.
A saint is supposed to exist beyond time, so naturally he cannot observe his past and future.
The term "saint" he heard most often was related to descriptions in prehistoric mythology. However, due to the differences in the world's cultivation systems, he didn't know whether the two could be equated, or if they were just names.
"The situation was urgent just now, and I didn't have time to feel it carefully. Now it seems that the breath of this saint seems..."
A look of surprise appeared on Yan Xing's face. He stretched out a hand and put it on the shoulder of the saint's remains. He sensed it carefully from a distance, and the surprise on his face became more and more intense.
"hiss--"
"This feeling is unmistakable, it is indeed exactly the same!"
Yan Xing took a breath, and the deepest memory in his mind emerged. It was a time and space filled with pure white mist, and there were countless dead corpses in it. At the same time, it was also the magical place where he obtained the "Concept Editor" .
"You're dead! Are all those corpses the remains of saints?!"
"How many are there?"
"Trillions, trillions, it's hard to count!"
Yan Xing stood up suddenly, his expression kept changing, and he was pacing back and forth in the void.
At the beginning, he was just a mortal with no idea of strength or weakness. Even after he entered the world of spiritual practice, he regarded those corpses as immortals, powerful beings, and supreme gods and demons.
Only recently did I learn about the existence of the Wuji True Immortal, and then came into contact with a higher-level life form - the remains of a saint. With the same aura as a comparison, I realized that I had been thinking wrong before, and that he had underestimated that space. of corpses.
This is also a preconceived notion that affects his judgment. As we all know, the path of cultivation must be more difficult as you go further, which means that the number of strong people is decreasing exponentially.
The stronger you are, the rarer you are. From weak to strong is the "pyramid model". This is an unchanging truth no matter where you are.
There are too many corpses in that space, measured in trillions. Normally, this is the measurement unit used for cannon fodder. Who would have thought that every one of them is a saint! ?
Even now, Yan Xing is still a little unsure, holding a dubious attitude, thinking that maybe his original perception was wrong.
"No, it's time to find a way to find the whereabouts of the relics of creation. Not only to repay the favor of the unknown senior, but also to find out the secrets inside."
Yan Xing looked determined and looked at the saint's remains again. His mentality had slightly changed, as if he didn't value it so much.
"Haha, if all we saw in the pure white foggy space were the bones of saints, then this remains would really be nothing."
Yan Xing was filled with emotion. He also understood why the holy land in the underworld fought for the remains of the saint. It was nothing more than one reason.
The boss of all the forces, the Wuji True Immortal, wants to find the secrets of the Eleventh Realm in the remains of the saint and break the unknown curse.
Combining this information, he guessed that the sudden destruction of the Yan family was probably inseparable from this saint's remains, and even the remains were the cause.
Thinking of this, a cold look flashed in Yan Xing's eyes. Regardless of whether he had feelings for the Yan family or not, this revenge must be avenged.
Moreover, the Lord of Reincarnation has offended him, and coupled with his current cultivation status, he is destined to be on the opposite side of the underworld in the future.
The original god, the way of faith, the reincarnation of the sea of blood, these all indicate something. The bloodline of the Yan family seems to be born to deal with the underworld.
"Lord of Reincarnation, you want to rely on the remains of the saint to break the unknown curse and step into the eleventh realm? If you succeed, you will be lucky!"
When facing an enemy, one must find ways to stumble the enemy. Even if one kills eight hundred enemies and loses one thousand, it is still a trade worth doing.
Yan Xing waved his hand and opened the crack in the hell dimension. No matter from top or bottom, the saint's remains could not be put inside.
"No, the corpse is restrained by the force field inside the coffin."
The quality of the things that the hell dimension can collect cannot exceed the limit of his power, which means that he must be able to "pick up" the things he collects before he can "put them in."
However, this does not include the way items naturally fall into dimensional cracks, provided that the crack he opens is large enough for that thing to pass through.
The strong field in the bronze coffin restrained the remains, leaving him helpless. Otherwise, he only needed to open a dimensional crack under the buttocks of the remains, and then he would apply a push from above. This was much easier than lifting it up.
(ps: Dimensional cracks cannot enjoy the blessing of free fall due to gravity. Cracks that open on a plane perpendicular to gravity cannot swallow stationary objects with gravity, because gravity cannot pass through dimensional cracks. At the moment of opening, the gravity of the corresponding object It disappears, appearing in a stationary anti-gravity suspension state rather than free fall, so thrust is required.)
Boom!
Yan Xing's body flashed with divine light, and with full firepower, he punched the saint's remains hard, but even the golden light couldn't break it. This light seems to have the characteristics of a "non-Newtonian fluid". It can pass through with a light touch, but it provokes resistance when used to attack.
"Drink! Open-"
Roaring and accumulating strength, he moved his hands up and down. Even with all his strength, he couldn't pry open the eyelids of the saint's remains.
Yan Xing shook his head and smiled bitterly. He was really convinced. It was indeed the remains of a saint. It was really awesome. It was invincible!
He didn't want to give up just yet. He frowned and thought for a moment. Suddenly, an idea flashed through his eyes.
"Yes!"
Yan Xing reached into the hell dimension, uprooted a pale and dead branch, and pulled it out.
"Card?"
The Kaka on the flower center was about the size of a thumb, wearing a lace white dress. She was eating the Chaos Crystal seriously, but was suddenly violently moved away, with a look of confusion on her little face.
"Hey, cutie Kaka, uncle treats you to a big dinner?"
Yan Xing smiled extremely sinisterly. Over the years, he and Kaka had become very familiar with each other, so he dared to uproot her and take her out of the hell dimension without fear of her running away.
Indeed, if Kaka wanted to run away, the hell dimension might not be able to contain her.
"Kaka!
"
Kaka came back to his senses, looked up and saw the golden remains of the saint. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he threw aside his favorite crystal in his hand. His figure flickered and appeared on the shoulders of the remains in an instant.
Like Yan Xing, the blocking power of the strange force field cannot block Kaka's actions.
There's drama!
Yan Xing's face showed joy. As expected, he still remembered that the reason why he was attracted to the Holy Land of Reincarnation in the first place was because Kaka was greedy and coveted the saint's left eye, so he bit through the golden light particle knot on his heart. boundary.
"Card?"
Kaka slowly turned around and looked directly at Yan Xing, as if to confirm, is this really for her?
"Um!"
Yan Xing nodded heavily, with a kind look on his face, cheering for Kaka.
"Card!"
Kaka received permission, and for the first time his little face showed excitement. He opened his mouth wide and bit the ear of the saint's remains.
"Ouch——"
clang!
The void shook, golden light flashed, sparks flew, and an extremely harsh sound of gold and iron clashed.
"Stuck? Woohoo~~"
The golden light dissipated, revealing Kaka's small body, opening his mouth wide at Yan Xing, pointing at his teeth with a look of grievance.
"Ahem!"
Yan Xing felt guilty for a while. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that the saint's ears were still intact. He sighed secretly in his heart, not even Kaka?
At an extremely fine level, where Yan Xing could not observe, fine cracks had appeared in the golden film on the ears of the saint's remains.
Come on! Creak!
Kaka's little face was bulging with anger, and he glared fiercely at the golden ears in front of him. His fists were clenched, his face was red, and his colorful hair stood on end.
Kaka was angry.
Yan Xing's expression changed slightly. He looked back and saw that twenty-seven leaves had grown on the pale dead branch. Among them, nine leaves spontaneously ignited without fire and turned into a strange energy that sank into Kaka's body.
"Kaka! Ouch——"
The big mouth bit hard on the golden ear, and the crystal clear teeth flashed with strange light. The next moment, the golden light shattered and golden blood splashed.
Bah!
The ears of the saint's remains were torn off...
Yan Xing was dumbfounded. He didn't expect the cute Kaka to be so brave. The golden ears, which were two or three times bigger than her body, swallowed them all and stuffed them into his belly.
"Hey you! Prodigal son, don't waste it, don't waste it!"
Yan Xing reacted immediately and saw a total of seven drops of golden blood splashing. He quickly tore open the crack in the hell dimension and caught it firmly on the trajectory of its fall.
The blood of a saint is extremely heavy. He has had the experience of transporting "immortal blood". The mass of a drop of immortal blood is equivalent to a hundred stars, and this holy blood is even worse.
In the later stages of cultivation, above gods and demons, the "inner realm" has become an eternal and fixed state. Even if you die, the "inner realm" will not dissipate. This is the so-called "physical immortality".
The smaller the piece of flesh and blood tissue, the more completely the "Particle Realm" inside it is broken, and the greater the true mass is revealed.
In other words, just because Kaka can pick up an ear does not mean that she can lift a drop of holy blood.
The splash of holy blood, in addition to being enveloped by gravity, also has the inertia of flying outward. This is the force that the dimensional rift can enjoy. Yan Xing was certain in his heart that the secret path was stable. He couldn't push away a drop of holy blood, so he could only use tricks.
Yan Xing was very fast, opening seven cracks in an instant and swallowing all the holy blood.
"Kaka! Ouch——"
Kaka was still not satisfied, he jumped up, opened his mouth and bit off the other ear.
Yan Xing had no time to observe the "great collision of heaven and earth" in the hell dimension, so he quickly opened the dimensional crack and caught six drops of holy blood.
"Hiccup~"
Kaka swallowed two holy ears, burped, his belly became round, and even his movements became slower. It was obvious that she still wanted to eat, but unfortunately her eyelids were already fighting. She walked unsteadily, climbed up on the flower bud, lay down, and fell asleep immediately.
'It's you, sage, who can feed this little snack with just two ears. '
Yan Xing sighed with emotion. This was the first time he saw Kaka in this state. The huge energy contained in the saint's ears forced her to fall into a deep sleep to promote digestion.
Susu!
The pale dead branches swayed, sprouts sprouted out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a considerable number of leaves grew.
"Get rich!"
Yan Xing rubbed his hands excitedly.
Clang——
The bronze coffin suddenly shook violently, and there was a roaring and collision sound, and then it calmed down.
The underworld has arrived! ?
Yan Xing narrowed his eyes and quickly raised his hand to send the dead branches back to the hell dimension and plant them again.
Looking back, I saw the remains of the saint that looked a little weird after losing two ears.
Surprised or not?
Is it surprising?
Lord of reincarnation, wait until you cry!
