Chapter 1 Bloody Rift

Wang Xiu used both hands to push the coffin lid.

Everyone watched him, eagerly anticipating what was inside.

After a long while.

Wang Xiu remained in the same position, unmoving.

The crowd waited quietly.

After all, this coffin looked extraordinary.

Could it be simple to have someone whom even Lu Changsheng called senior personally take action?

There must be restrictions on it, making it impossible to push open without accumulating power; wasn't that normal?

Wang Xiu felt somewhat awkward.

He realized he couldn't push the coffin lid.

The most crucial thing was that Wang Xiu felt there were no restrictions on the coffin.

Was it because of the special material, heavy as ten thousand jun (a unit of weight)?

At that moment, Wang Xiu was lost.

He wondered if something was wrong with him.

Wasn't it good enough to stand behind Lu Changsheng as a nobody, a background character?

Why did he have to come and embarrass himself?

What was going on?

Wang Xiu's heart was filled with doubt.

Could it be that because he was dying, he wanted to show off his existence, express himself, or act cool?

But wasn't he devoid of emotion? How could he have such thoughts?

The more Wang Xiu thought, the more outrageous it seemed. When did he become this kind of person?

How should he subtly express that he couldn't push it open?

How should he put it?

Although he was devoid of emotion, under these circumstances, he couldn't bring himself to say, "This coffin lid is too heavy; I can't push it."

He was, after all, a Fortune Supreme in life; didn't he have any face?

Moreover, after he finished reading the secrets behind the Ancient God Mountain Range, this obsession would dissipate, and he would be gone.

Couldn't he at least leave with some dignity?

This was Wang Xiu's last stubbornness.

Immediately, Wang Xiu looked at Lu Changsheng.

The meaning was simple: he hoped Lu Changsheng could see his stubbornness, say something, and give him a way out.

Lu Changsheng, who was beside him, felt a little strange after sensing Wang Xiu's gaze.

Why was he looking at him?

Did he need to look at him to push open this coffin lid?

Lu Changsheng never thought that Wang Xiu would be unable to push the coffin lid open due to a lack of strength.

After all, in his heart, Wang Xiu was still a very stable person who wouldn't do anything rash.

All along the way, Wang Xiu would only speak if he knew something and would never make a sound if he didn't understand.

Since Wang Xiu took the initiative to say that he would push the coffin, he must be confident.

Wang Xiu was, after all, a Fortune Realm expert.

Thinking of this, Lu Changsheng didn't ask any more questions, afraid of affecting him, and just stared silently.

The two looked at each other.

Wang Xiu looked at Lu Changsheng's peerless face and clear, deep eyes.

A sense of shame arose in his heart.

At this critical moment, he was still wasting time for the sake of his face.

Was he worthy of Venerable Changsheng?

Was he even human?

Just as Wang Xiu was about to say he couldn't do it,

A powerhouse from the Great Qian Heavenly Palace spoke.

"Great sound is silent, great form is formless! This method is extremely superb and extraordinary. There wasn't even a trace of movement during the process of breaking the restrictions."

He was proficient in formations and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The others nodded upon hearing this, feeling that this explanation made sense.

Wang Xiu, who was just about to confess, was stunned.

They could even imagine that?

Restrictions? Where were the restrictions he was breaking?

How could you tell?

Why didn't I know?

How am I supposed to say anything with you praising me like that?

Wang Xiu felt a little uncomfortable; the courage he had just mustered up was gone.

But it wouldn't do to drag this on.

He began to brew his emotions again.

However, at this moment, all of a sudden.

Crack!

Crack!

Crack!

The black coffin made a sound, and the coffin lid slowly moved.

Divine light burst forth, colorful and radiant, brimming with endless vitality.

At the same time, an extremely contradictory feeling appeared, and an ominous aura emanated from the coffin, making one's hair stand on end.

Wang Xiu felt a shock and immediately released his hands from the coffin lid, quickly arriving at Lu Changsheng's side.

He was somewhat confused and puzzled.

What was going on?

"Senior, you've worked hard."

Lu Changsheng nodded and said.

Wang Xiu waved his hand lightly upon hearing this, still feeling confused.

Why did it suddenly open on its own?

This reminded him of when he was in the Ancient God Mountain Range.

When he, Wang Xiu, came, anyone who entered would die.

But when Lu Changsheng came, it was "welcome" and "respectful greetings."

Could it be that because he glanced at Lu Changsheng a few times while pushing, he also absorbed some of his aura, and so he was favored by the Heavenly Dao?

Wang Xiu thought to himself.

The person from the Great Qian Heavenly Palace who had spoken earlier looked at Wang Xiu, his eyes filled with unconcealed admiration.

Crack, crack, crack!

Crack, crack, crack!

Crack, crack, crack!

The coffin lid continued to move, and a voice came from the coffin.

"I am not reconciled, not reconciled!"

This voice seemed to have been separated by countless eras, countless years, carrying endless desolation, endless sorrow, and endless hatred, like a low roar, as if questioning, filled with terror.

It made everyone present couldn't help but feel goosebumps.

This voice was truly terrifying, and there was a terrifying energy emanating from the coffin, causing everyone to be unable to withstand it.

The God of War was almost shivering, his whole body filled with soaring battle intent, but there was a tremor of excitement in that soaring battle intent.

"What does this mean!"

Di Yunxiao and the others from the Great Qian Heavenly Palace all looked a little pale.

As for Wang Xiu, he was still in a dazed state, not yet recovered.

Lu Changsheng didn't say much and activated the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda of Heaven and Earth to its limit, with hundreds of millions of strands of Xuanhuang Qi (Primordial Chaos Energy) gushing out.

The coffin lid slid off, and a body seemed to be lying inside, its outline very blurry and hazy, indescribable.

The previous endless vitality and ominous aura were all emanating from this body.

In an instant, that terrifying aura soared, terrifying to the extreme.

Except for Lu Changsheng, everyone couldn't help but tremble, unable to bear it, unable to resist.

This body was too terrifying, causing people to kneel on the ground from their hearts and souls.

The God of War was born extraordinary, unafraid of strange phenomena and auras, but at this moment, he couldn't help but tremble, his mouth dry and his breathing rapid.

But at this time, the God of War was very angry and uncomfortable.

The person in his dream clearly told him that there was an ancient god inheritance here, but how could it be a body? What kind of inheritance was this?

"What... what kind of existence is this?"

Wang Xiu said, his heart trembling, looking at the indescribable body in the coffin.

This was an existence that surpassed his lifetime, an existence beyond Fortune Realm!

Could this be the final truth of the Ancient God Mountain Range, the secret behind it?

Was this body the invincible existence nurtured by the Ancient God Mountain Range?

Wang Xiu had many doubts in his heart.

Di Yunxiao and the others from the Great Qian Heavenly Palace were even more horrified.

This body was too terrifying; in front of it, there was no power to struggle.

No one could have imagined that after so many dangers, what they finally saw was not an supreme opportunity, but a body.

They were extremely curious, looking at Lu Changsheng.

Because, among everyone present, only Lu Changsheng was not affected at all.

Lu Changsheng looked at the situation in front of him and didn't know what was going on.

His thoughts were the same as Wang Xiu's: could this body in front of him be the invincible existence nurtured in the Ancient God Mountain Range?

The existence that was erased by heaven and earth and transformed into the Ancient God Mountain Range to revive?

Lu Changsheng opened his Chaos Double Pupils, trying hard to see the true form of this body, its real face, whether it was the invincible existence with a dragon head and three thousand hands.

But he still failed; it was blurred, hazy, and impossible to look directly at.