Chapter 66
: Erecting a Coffin to Suppress the Dragon!
"Suppress my son?"
When Jiang Han read those four words, he felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.
This is not a tombstone.
This is a curse.
It is a father's most vicious curse on his own son!
Whose son?
Who suppressed them?
What exactly is inside this coffin?
"Crunch..."
Sudden.
A faint scraping sound came from the hanging coffin.
The sound was very soft.
It sounded like fingernails gently scratching on a wooden board.
But in this deathly silent hall, it was even more piercing than thunder!
"It moved! Announcer! The coffin moved!"
"I heard it! There's scratching at the door from inside!"
"Holy crap! Don't scare me! This is a zombie!"
"Suppressing my son... Could this be the slain evil dragon inside?!"
"Run, streamer! This place is too creepy! My sanity is plummeting!"
Jiang Han did not run away.
He stood by the well, looking up at the coffin hanging overhead.
He was less than five meters away.
At the bottom of the coffin, drops of dark red liquid were slowly dripping down the bronze chains.
"Tick-tock".
It fell into the well water below, making a crisp echo.
[Ding! Warning!]
[Super S-level biological fluctuation detected!]
[Target: ? ? ? (Cannot be viewed directly)]
[Host is advised to kneel and worship immediately! Otherwise, you will suffer mental pollution!]
The system's red warning box kept bouncing in front of Jiang Han's eyes.
"bow down?"
Jiang Han gave a cold laugh.
He reached up and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
That's because the Qilin bloodline reacted against the contents of the coffin, triggering a physiological response.
pain.
My whole body aches.
But the fervor in his eyes grew stronger and stronger.
"Make me kneel?"
"Can it handle it?"
Jiang Han suddenly raised the black gold ancient sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointing directly at the hanging coffin.
"Old man."
"Now that you're awake, stop pretending to be a ghost inside."
"come out!"
This shout was full of energy.
It carries a domineering spirit of "no madness, no life".
"roar……"
As if in response to his provocation.
A low, guttural roar suddenly came from inside the coffin.
It doesn't sound like a human voice.
It doesn't look like a wild animal either.
It sounded more like... the sound of a broken bellows with a mouthful of ancient phlegm stuck in its throat.
Followed by.
"Splash—!!"
The nine bronze chains suddenly began to vibrate violently!
The hanging coffin began to shake violently!
The chains clanged against each other, producing a deafening metallic clang!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The coffin lid was violently struck from the inside!
With each impact, the blood-red runes on the surface of the coffin would flash red light, as if trying their best to suppress what was inside.
"Want to come out?"
Jiang Han narrowed his eyes.
He figured it out.
These nine chains are not only used to lock the coffin, but also form a formation.
Nine Dragons Locking Corpse Formation.
As long as the chains don't break, what's inside will never get out.
But similarly, he couldn't get in either.
What he wanted was the secret inside.
It was the truth that allowed him to "live on."
"Since you can't get out."
"Then I'll... lend you a hand!"
Jiang Han made a decision that left the entire internet speechless.
He did not back down.
Instead, he suddenly pushed off the ground and leaped into the air!
The black gold ancient sword in his hand drew a black lightning bolt in the air!
"Open it... for me!!"
"Clang—!!!"
Sparks flew everywhere!
The black gold ancient sword slammed down hard on one of the bronze chains!
The bronze chain, as thick as an arm, let out a mournful cry before the divine weapon that could cut through iron like mud.
"Snap!"
It's broken!
One of the chains has been released from its pull.
The hanging coffin, which had been in balance, suddenly tilted to one side!
"Boom!"
The coffin slammed heavily against the well wall, sending up a shower of rubble!
"roar!!!"
This time, the roar was crystal clear!
It was filled with the ecstasy of being released and the fury of being provoked!
"Click...click..."
The coffin lid finally gave way to the impact from the inside and the imbalance from the outside.
Amidst a tooth-grinding cracking sound of wood.
A gap was slowly opened.
One hand.
It suddenly peeked out from that gap!
He clung tightly to the edge of the coffin!
What a hand that was!
Dry and withered like firewood, with skin that was bluish-purple.
It was covered with long white hair.
The fingernails were three inches long, as black as ink, and deeply embedded in the hard coffin wood!
"hiss--"
Millions of viewers in the live stream gasped in shock.
"White hair?! Is this a white-haired monster?!"
"A hand! A hand is out!"
"You've messed up, streamer! You've let the boss out of its cage!"
"This is seriously a zongzi! And the moldy kind at that!"
Jiang Han landed.
Kneeling on one knee deflects the impact.
He looked up at the ghostly hand reaching out from the coffin.
Not only was there no fear, but there was also no fear.
Instead, he stuck out his tongue and licked his somewhat chapped lips.
It's the kind of excitement a hunter feels when he sees his top prey.
"finally……"
"We met."
He slowly stood up and held the black gold ancient sword horizontally in front of him.
The blade hummed, as if it too longed to drink the blood of demons.
"bring it on."
"Let me see just how much you're worth, you 'unfilial son'."
"boom--!"
The coffin lid was completely blown off!
A tall, dark shadow, shrouded in overwhelming corpse energy, stood upright from the coffin!
A pair of eyes burning with green flames suddenly opened in the darkness!
He stared intently at Jiang Han below!
"Giggle giggle..."
A sinister laugh echoed through the hall.
fighting.
It's on the verge!