Chapter 608: Exchange with the Five Dragon Immortal

Woooo~

Inside the bronze coffin, all was still and quiet.

The Five Dragon Immortal curled up like a sleeping infant, while wisps of breath flowed out from the Divine Burial Coffin, nourishing her body.

"Immortal my lord!"

At a certain moment, a wooden voice suddenly rang out. The bronze coffin spirit looked beyond the Divine Burial Coffin; a stretch of gloom blocked its vision, yet it could faintly sense someone approaching:

"It's that boy!"

The bronze coffin spirit's voice was somewhat low. Ever since being hooked to this dead-end place by that fishing line, it had lost most of its perception of the outside world, unable even to observe where it was.

"Who?"

The slumbering Five Dragon Immortal slowly opened her eyes, and a voice from beyond the coffin came at just the right moment:

"This junior, Li Yuan, requests an audience with you, senior."

"Mm?"

A faint light flickered in the gloom. The Five Dragon Immortal knitted her brows slightly. As Li Yuan's voice reached her, the darkness beyond the bronze coffin that had blocked her sight seemed to recede a little,

and a young man in Daoist robes bowed in salute, his manner exceedingly respectful.

"He wants to see me?"

The Five Dragon Immortal unconsciously tightened her fingers.

"Does Immortal my lord wish to see him?"

The bronze coffin spirit asked.

"What do you think? Should I see him?"

The Five Dragon Immortal was somewhat hesitant.

"You…"

The bronze coffin spirit was also somewhat hesitant: "Although this boy's talent is a bit lacking, since he has earned the recognition of the Venerable my lord… if you wish to see him, then go ahead and meet him."

Toward Li Yuan, the bronze coffin spirit had originally been wary, suspecting he had some hidden connection to this dead-end place.

At first, it had not been in favor of the Five Dragon Immortal guiding this boy into the Divine Burial Coffin either; it was simply unable to defy her. But now things were different again…

"This junior, Li Yuan, has an important matter to beg of you. I humbly hope senior will not begrudge me an audience!"

On the gray stone platform, before the bronze coffin, Li Yuan observed the rites with great deference, while his mind churned with many thoughts.

Toward the master of this Divine Burial Coffin, he was inwardly on extreme guard, but as the intelligence he had gathered increased, his thinking had shifted somewhat.

According to the information he had gathered, the one buried within this coffin was not the old monster he had originally assumed, but the Five Dragon Immortal—the one who, on the eve of the Origin Divine City's collapse, fled alone and was called "the shame of the Origin Divine Race."

Earlier, after seeing that straw-cloaked angler within the coffin who resembled the Five Dragon Venerable, he had been moved to seek an audience with this one.

A deeply scheming old monster, he would keep at a respectful distance from, but a young noble whose country and home had been destroyed was a different matter…

"The Five Dragon Immortal, upon whom gathered ten thousand honors and glories—the last Divine Son of the Origin Divine Race…"

Li Yuan turned the matter over in his mind: "Perhaps a lucky survivor who escaped after the clan's destruction, or perhaps a contingency left behind by the Origin Divine Race… either way, it's best not to get too deeply involved."

"But for now… hopefully I can squeeze out something…"

On the gray stone platform, all was still and quiet, with no response at all.

Li Yuan, however, was neither impatient nor restless; he simply bowed his head and waited in silence.

Hum~

After a long while, a trembling hum rang out.

A vague, elusive breath surged up from the bronze coffin. Li Yuan felt the light before his eyes shift between bright and dark several times, and then he had already arrived in an extremely dark space.

"Senior?"

Li Yuan focused his perception, but felt only a heavy blackness before him; he could sense nothing at all.

"What do you want?"

A voice came from the darkness.

"It really is the Five Dragon Immortal! This voice is exactly the same as the one in the great hall…"

Li Yuan's thoughts drifted for a moment, and then the voice in the darkness spoke again:

"If you have a request, you must break through the six barriers within the coffin."

The bronze coffin spirit's voice was low, and there was wariness in its gaze toward Li Yuan.

"Whose voice is this now? Are there two people buried in this coffin?"

Li Yuan's heart stirred, and he immediately dismissed the thought. What manner of beings were the Origin Divine Race?

A figure such as a royal Divine Son could absolutely not be buried in the same coffin as another.

"No, this voice is somewhat wooden and stiff—could it be the spirit of some magic treasure?"

Li Yuan deliberated in his heart, while his expression grew all the more reverent: "This junior knows the senior's rules well, but this matter is truly beyond my ability to resolve, so I can only come and beg the senior…"

Li Yuan sincerely stated his purpose, even without concealing the existence of the Eight Directions Temple:

"…This junior was born here, raised here, and truly does not wish to see the heavens and earth destroyed in an instant. I humbly hope the senior will take pity!"

In fact, he had mulled over this "Shame of the Origin" more than a few times, and was mostly confident of his read.

He had not forgotten how he had first entered this Divine Burial Coffin.

This noble son, who had been forced to flee the Origin Divine City, must surely harbor endless regret and sorrow over the scene of his clan's destruction and his homeland's fall, against which he had been powerless.

When his words fell, there was silence for a long time.

'This boy…'

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In the darkness, the bronze coffin spirit inwardly cried that things were bad. It looked back and saw that although the Five Dragon Immortal's face was expressionless, the arms wrapped around her drawn-up knees were clenched tight—she had clearly been stirred emotionally.

"Immortal my lord, the rules cannot be broken, or else this boy will likely come again in the future…"

The Five Dragon Immortal seemed lost in thought, then slowly raised her head after a long pause: "What is the Eight Directions Temple?"

"……"

The Bronze Coffin Spirit fell silent at once. It did not want to answer, yet could not defy the Five Dragon Immortal's will, and could only reply in a stifled voice:

"Reporting to Immortal my lord, it should be a Dao treasure left behind by the 'Eight Directions Loose Immortal'…"

"Who is the Eight Directions Loose Immortal?"

The Five Dragon Immortal asked again: "Can you help him?"

"Don't know him… cannot!"

The first half of the sentence came out bitter from the Bronze Coffin Spirit, but the second half was utterly resolute:

"The Honored Lord will not permit it. Even if permitted, I still cannot… Your very existence concerns the hope of the Divine Race; it cannot be discovered by those people…"

"I…"

The Five Dragon Immortal lowered her head, her hair covering both eyes. In a daze, it seemed as if countless images floated before her.

Roars, howls, the heavens collapsing and the earth splitting apart…

"…No hope left?"

In the darkness, Li Yuan frowned inwardly. Though he had not harbored too much hope, he still could not help feeling a touch of disappointment.

'It seems my assessment of this Five Dragon Immortal has gaps and errors… but then again, for the Origin Divine Race, the rise and fall of a tiny speck of a human clan is clearly nothing at all.'

'God Burial Six Passes, Eight Directions Temple trial… every single one of them only knows how to paint empty pies!'

Daoist Li could not help sighing, already beginning to consider other paths.

"If it really won't work, I'll just bring that Red Practice along the way…"

……

"Immortal my lord…"

Watching the silent Five Dragon Immortal, the Bronze Coffin Spirit could not help feeling a touch of worry.

As a direct-blood royal of the Divine Race, the Five Dragon Immortal's innate talent was beyond question. The fact that the Honored Lord had chosen to entomb her was proof enough of everything.

But she had encountered the fall of the Divine Dynasty not long after her birth, and had fled in a sorry state only to be sealed within the coffin to slumber shortly after. Her mental state was truly a cause for concern…

"Mm…"

The Five Dragon Immortal seemed to have only just heard its voice. She gathered her thoughts slightly, then looked again toward the robed young man in the darkness who was hanging his head and sighing.

"What is that Grand Void Illusory Realm?"

"……"

The Bronze Coffin Spirit was silent for a moment before saying: "Though I have not heard of it, judging from this lad's description, it seems somewhat like the 'Grand Void Mirror'?"

(End of this chapter)