Chapter 570: Bone Coffin (2/10, bonus for 'Ruichi Tianxia')

Fang Yue remembered that the last parchment prophecy had said he would suffer the curse and die seven days from now—that is, four days from today.

Don't tell me that this massive black cloud hanging overhead, covering the entire Qingsi County, is just the beginning??

That would truly be deadly.

You have to understand, I can only endure Night Rain at night by brute force using Night Breath; during the day, I avoid it at all costs.

"What true disaster? And has my curse, Black Rain, activated early? It's four days ahead of the date you mentioned."

Saying this, Fang Yue materialized the parchment and fed it a Disaster Stone.

The process was smooth, effortless.

【Incredibly delicious offering!!!】

【I, the great and noble parchment lord, am delighted!!】

Fang Yue interrupted: "Your mouth got bigger?"

【???】

【You cannot say that about the great and noble parchment lord!!】

Fang Yue's face darkened: "It definitely got bigger! Before, when I fed you a Silver Stone, it took you ten thousand years to absorb and digest. Now, you're swallowing a Disaster Stone—just one rank below Silver Stone—and you're gobbling it down so fast!"

【No, it's different! The parchment lord eats fast—that's not a bigger mouth, that's becoming stronger! Pawa!!】

"Oh… fine, whatever you say. Quickly prophesy what this true disaster is."

【Cannot prophesy.】

Fang Yue: …

Fang Yue:?

Fang Yue:???

Damn, I was genuinely damn.

Is this what you call "stronger"? Only your mouth got stronger—evolved from stainless steel teeth to titanium alloy teeth!

"Why can't you prophesy?"

【I don't know. Like the prophecy a few days ago, it seems tied to some existence—my prophetic power is being blocked.】

【But I can still prophesy about the curse, Black Rain.】

"Go on."

【I am Fang Yue. Before the true disaster, I failed to seek the aid of the great and noble parchment lord.】

【Three minutes later, I died, and the curse, Black Rain, vanished with my death.】

Brilliant!

Fang Yue couldn't help but smile and clap.

Brilliant! I die, so the Black Rain curse is solved—brilliant!

"Do you think I won't tear you apart?"

【I am Fang Yue. I tore apart the parchment lord. I did such a foolish thing. Three minutes later, I died, and I regret it deeply.】

【If heaven…】

"Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Fang Yue's face darkened—this thing was doing it again.

But… the true disaster…

Fang Yue's expression grew slightly grave.

I've already dealt with the Pulling-Coffin Curse. Night Rain can't harm me for now. What danger, five minutes from now, will kill me unless I use the parchment's power?

Boom!

Thunder cracked at that moment.

The light illuminated the ground below, revealing to Fang Yue an object left behind by the Pulling-Coffin Curse.

"Bone Coffin?"

Fang Yue's heart lurched. He stared at the Bone Coffin lying still there, and a primal fear surged in his chest.

As if something terrifying, beyond his comprehension, was sealed inside the Bone Coffin—a force he could not possibly handle now.

But the feeling came quickly and vanished just as fast.

When the thunder's light faded and Qingsi County returned to darkness, the Bone Coffin seemed ordinary again.

Just as Fang Yue thought that…

Thud!

The Bone Coffin suddenly emitted a deafening crash.

As if something inside was pounding furiously against the coffin, desperate to break free!

Fang Yue's pupils shrank. He leapt backward and shouted inwardly: "Parchment, is this what you meant by the disaster?"

【I am Fang Yue. The disaster is upon us, time is running out—I need the aid of the great and noble parchment lord, or I will die without even a grave to rest in… uuuuuu! No, no, don't shove things in while I'm talking! Idiot!!】

"Stop blabbering, swallow the Gold Stone! With Rain-level power, can't we kill it?"

【I don't know! I'm eating right now!】

"... Hurry up and eat!"

【Hmph! I need to savor it first—the taste of Gold Stone… ah, how nostalgic!】

【Gold Stone!】

【Pawa!】

【My favorite!!】

As the text vanished, the parchment, with the Gold Stone inside, slipped into Fang Yue's body.

Fang Yue didn't care—he retreated rapidly, his full attention fixed on the Bone Coffin.

Boom!!

Another explosion rang out—the center of the Bone Coffin split open with a crack!

The crack was small, not obvious, but it was the beginning of everything!

At the same moment the Bone Coffin cracked, it… moved!

The iron chains wrapped around the Bone Coffin, as if possessing their own will, dragged the coffin toward Fang Yue's retreating direction!

As the Bone Coffin moved, strange creatures hiding in corners were pulled one after another by an uncanny force, bound to the iron chains, visibly withering away until they turned into pools of blood!

Chasing relentlessly, absorbing strange creatures along the way, in just this short time, each iron chain of the Bone Coffin now hung a terrified, struggling strange.

But it was useless—before absolute power, these stranges' struggles were futile; their bodies slowly melted into black blood, which flowed down the chains into the black coffin.

This scene was like a horde of demons dancing wildly—mad and horrifying, making Fang Yue's heart pound and his flesh tremble in utter terror.

And when he saw even Blood-level stranges being dragged from afar, bound by chains, absorbed, and turned into black blood…

Fang Yue understood: either the parchment would save him, or Lord Han must act—otherwise, no one could stop this thing!

Blood-level stranges were being eaten and digested like rice—how terrifying must the thing inside be!

You have to understand, Fang Yue is only a Blood-tier anomaly, equivalent to a Xiantian realm cultivator.

His earlier burst of power came from popping pills, combined with the fact that the 【Coffin-Drawing Anomaly】 had already been beaten badly; he just needed a chance to finish it off.

But now, the side effects of Fang Yue's 【Hai Jiao Dan】 have kicked in, and his condition is plummeting.

Fighting the thing inside the white bone coffin at this moment would certainly offer no chance of victory.

"Regroup with Lord Han, then borrow the power of the parchment's Rain-tier, and despite the risk of 【Anomaly-ification】 to myself, join forces to destroy the white bone coffin!"

This is the plan Fang Yue could think of that has the best chance of destroying the white bone coffin.

Crack! Crack!

Accompanied by "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The cracks on the Bone Coffin behind him multiplied rapidly—the thing inside seemed ready to burst free at any moment!

And just then—

Boom!!

Thunder roared again, illuminating everything.

The rain intensified, turning into Heavy Rain!

Whoosh!

Under the Heavy Rain, with one final "Boom!", the Bone Coffin exploded violently!

(End of Chapter)