Chapter 704: Spirit Vein Land, Burial Ground, the Qihuang Emperor's Coffin (Continued)

The onlooking crowd would not rashly approach.

Someone couldn't help but sneak over; these people's movements were very covert, they thought they were being covert, but in fact they were exposed before everyone's eyes.

Someone approached the outside of the grave site; there was no danger, and every move they made was within everyone's sight.

Finally, someone approached.

Having arrived at the grave site, they prepared to smash the grave and find the coffin.

Before they could act, the person vanished.

Those behind, not knowing why, saw this and rushed over like madmen; in just a few breaths, they all disappeared before everyone's eyes, and moments later the ground gushed out a red liquid.

The blood dyed the whole grave site red; that blood gave off a foul, bloody smell, the mix of blood and soil was extremely stinking, even from that distance everyone could smell it.

The spurting blood-red liquid increased, like a fountain, and the ground was blasted open a large hole.

A coffin was lifted up with the surge, hovering in midair, and then slowly landed.

After the coffin emerged, the blood's surge weakened, and finally it became a stream of water.

Everyone stared at that coffin; what was inside was exactly what they had been seeking.

"The coffin has come out; the body of the first-generation Qihuang Emperor lies inside."

"Tian Xin Dao Ren excitedly said, 'Daoist Mu Long, inside is probably another space; the treasures of the first-generation Qihuang Emperor are all within.'"

"Mu Long Dao Long embraced the blade's edge, made no move, did not go over, and coldly said, 'Daoist Tian Xin, if you want it, you may go; I will not stop you.'"

"You're joking; I'm not interested in these.' Tian Xin Dao Ren waved his hand; at this moment he certainly would not go over.'

"They're all old monsters; how could they not know the first-generation Qihuang Emperor's plans?"

"Those who disappeared all became food for that coffin, sacrificing to this coffin so it could emerge."

"To open the coffin, more blood is needed."

"These people present are the sacrifices."

"In the end, how many will survive is unknown, and no one wishes to go to their death."

"Heishanyang excitedly said, 'Kid, you've seen that coffin, right? The first-generation Qihuang Emperor is inside; take it away and you'll take all the treasures.'"

"Chen Chuyang's interest lay not in the coffin, but in the spirit vein beneath the grave."

"You say, will the spirit vein be polluted by these filthy things?"

"His spirit vein is right before him; how could he allow it to be polluted?"

"A good spirit vein is all his treasure."

"This time Chen Chuyang entered the Qihuang Emperor's treasury solely for the spirit vein; other things are optional."

"I don't know, kid; I advise you to act early and draw out the spirit vein ahead of time."

"I dare not be certain whether that coffin has polluted the spirit vein; how about this, kid, I'll accompany you inside."

"Heishanyang narrowed his eyes, unsure what scheme to hatch."

"Chen Chuyang thought it over; this was best, then he turned and said, 'Don't leave the formation; I'll go out for a bit.'"

"Without waiting for the crowd's reaction, Chen Chuyang left with Heishanyang."

"Jing Yuheng sat down, unmoved; this formation could still protect them for a while."

"Zhuge Ruolan took a deep look at Chen Chuyang's group as they departed, closed her eyes, and began to adjust her breathing."

"Li Shenghong opened his eyes, stared deeply at the coffin, and murmured, 'Coffin, it has come out.'"

"Finally, it's coming out."

"The voice was very low, very low."

"The place where the coffin lay."

"Someone had the idea and directly approached."

"Without a doubt, they all became sacrifices to the coffin."

"After several batches died, still someone wanted to approach."

"In a short while, many people died."

"Yin Gui Zhenren coldly said, 'These people truly don't know life or death; the coffin represents great misfortune—approaching now isn't that just seeking death?'"

"The old Tian Xin ghost is very patient; he still does not act."

"Chen Chuyang and his group have vanished; they didn't go to the coffin, so they must be heading for the spirit vein."

"The spirit vein—if drawn, it will cause a huge commotion."

"I'm not in a hurry; if Chen Chuyang doesn't come out, I won't go out either."

"The formation is his refuge."

"At least there's no danger; those strong ones outside are not something he can handle."

"Just like Jing Yuheng and the others, obediently stand behind Chen Chuyang and that's enough."

"On the other side."

"Huangfu Xiu moved."

"He rushed straight for the coffin."

"He moved, and others followed."

"Mu Long Dao Long rushed forth, as did Qi Jian; people appeared one after another."

"No longer hiding their forms, along the way they killed anyone who obstructed them without mercy."

"Several figures descended, surrounding that coffin."

"These figures were no ordinary people; they exuded a terrifying aura, each not weaker than a True Realm cultivator."

"After Qi Jian landed, he glanced coldly and said, 'This coffin belongs to my Qi family; please all withdraw.'"

"As soon as he spoke, he directly expelled them."

Huangfu Xiu snorted coldly: "Qi Jian, the person buried here is indeed surnamed Qi, but he is not from your Qi Family."

"Don't randomly acknowledge ancestors."

One sentence, and the people around burst into loud laughter.

"Hahaha."

"Hahaha."

Mu Long Dao Long teased, saying: "How about this, Qi Jian: you call me 'ancestor' once, and I'll leave immediately—how about that?"

Qi Jian's face turned grim, he drew his sword and pointed it at Mu Long Dao Long.

"Mu Long Dao Long, you're courting death—I'll grant it."

Mu Long Dao Long refused to back down, drew his sword and attacked.

Tian Xin Dao Ren looked toward the opposite side and noticed two more figures: a yellow silhouette, whose presence was concealed by yellow sand—if he didn't show up, you really couldn't detect his existence.

Another black silhouette, clad in a black robe, wielding a conspicuous black heavy sword.

"Demonic Heart Swordsman, you're still not dead?"

The Demonic Heart Swordsman heard Tian Xin Dao Ren's address, raised his head, and grinned: "So it's you, Old Ghost Tian Xin—you're still alive, so how could I die?"

"This coffin is mine, Old Ghost Tian Xin—be sensible and scram at once, or else die."

The sword blade swung, sending strands of sword qi sweeping outward.

Everyone scattered—some resisted the sword qi, some dodged, and some launched attacks.

The yellow figure raised his right hand, lightly clenched, and the yellow sand condensed into a giant hand that crushed the sword qi.

Immediately afterward, he pressed his palms together, and the drifting yellow sand spread out, enveloping everyone.

"Divine ability: Yellow Sand Hell."

"Ladies and gentlemen, please proceed."

"Hum."

In an instant, the yellow sand rolled, engulfing both the coffin and the surroundings.

Those people fled the spot in all directions.

Several figures flew out, and the yellow sand in front condensed, forming a huge coffin that buried those who couldn't escape.

Buried thoroughly, not a scrap remained.

The yellow figure rose to his feet, looked out over the crowd, and said: "You sure can run fast."

"Too bad I couldn't bury you all together."

In his words, there was a teasing tone.

Huangfu Xiu narrowed his eyes, wary of this person.

Mu Long Dao Long said coldly: "Yellow Sand Demon King, it's you—you've also come to this world."