The words of the ghost mask startled the crowd that was still in fierce combat. Upon hearing that a divine coffin had been opened without cause, they lost interest in continuing to fight and ran away quickly, fearing that if they were late, the treasures inside the coffin would be taken by others.

  Si Si took the dozens of spiritual artifacts she had seized and crumpled them into a ball, like scrap iron, and threw them to the ground. Facing the crowd that was fleeing in all directions, she shouted: "All of you come back, I haven't had enough fighting yet!"

  "Bang!"

  Guo Yeshen reached out and knocked her on the back of the head, saying: "You've been fighting for half a day, but you haven't even killed one person. You're too soft as an undead emperor!"

  "I couldn't bring myself to do it." SiSi said softly, hanging her head in shame.

  Kuai Ye let out a helpless sigh and stopped scolding her, after all he would rather see an undead emperor who didn't kill people than one that was bloodthirsty.

  Ximen Lang returned to his original form, and Nangong Yang also crawled out of the coffin. The two of them looked at Guo Yao with ill intentions, their faces bearing a meaningful and sinister smile as they stepped closer to him.

  Guo Yi's awkward smile: "Actually, I didn't intentionally want to deceive the two of you, it was just forced by circumstances."

  "No big deal!" Ximen Wolf smiled wickedly and said, "The past grievances don't matter, but the reputation of our Huashan Sect's Twin Saints can't be tarnished. As long as you compete with us once, everything in the past will be forgiven."

  "What's the comparison?"

  "It's just like picking flowers!" said Nangong Yang.

  "That's enough, you've already won." Guo Yi said bluntly, at this time he didn't want to entangle with the Double Saints anymore, and had to rush to the Divine Spirit Grave immediately.

  "You utter such irresponsible words, it's an insult to us." said Nangong Yang.

  Ximen Wolf stopped Guo Yi from leaving and said, "It's not that simple. The reason we brothers agreed to come rescue you with Hua Gongzi is so that you can have a good match with us."

  Guo Yi thought for a moment, then said: "Alright, I agree to your terms. However, in general, when top-notch experts engage in a duel, they usually do a lot of publicity beforehand, choosing the best time and inviting the most authoritative notary. Of course, for our kind of contest, we must also choose the most difficult target - a woman."

  Ximen Wolf and Nangong Sheep nodded in agreement after hearing Guo Yi's words, the two turned around and whispered a few sentences, as if they were really discussing the specific details of this competition.

  After a while, the two of them turned around and smiled. Ximen Wolf said: "Brother Guo's words are extremely right, for a peak showdown like ours, we should indeed issue heroic notices to invite heroes from all over the world to watch the battle."

  Nangong Yang smiled and said: "The location will be decided by us, you can decide the time."

  "A year later." Guo Yi didn't take their conversation seriously and casually mentioned a time.

  "Alright, Brother Guo is indeed generous." Ximen Lang said: "Then we will have a showdown in the Holy City of Huadu in Central Plains one year later. As for the preliminary publicity, and the biggest brand of fairness, let's leave it to our brothers to handle. If we can't make all the people in the ancient Xuan realm know about it, then we won't be called the Flower-Picking Twin Saints."

  Guo Yi suddenly had a bad premonition, looking at the two lechers' serious expressions, it seemed they weren't just talking nonsense.

  Nan Gong Yang said seriously, "As for the opponent of this battle, it has been decided to be 'Ling Xuan Fairy', Bai Xue'er. She is ranked second among the three great beauties of Gu Xuan Domain, and her difficulty is absolutely top-notch."

  "Needless to be so serious?" Guo Yi felt that these two rascals were more serious than ever.

  Ximen Wolf shook his head and said, "It's not that we want to compete with you, this is the ancestral training of our school. If we do it, we must be the best in the world. Now that everyone in the world thinks your skills have surpassed us, your masters, Shifu and Shibo, are all losing face. If we can't defeat you, from now on, we won't be able to hold our heads up as rogues in the ancient Xuan domain."

  Nangong Yang also said: "We are also people who value face, this battle will surely attract the attention of the world, thank you, young master Guo, for making it complete."

  "One year later, when spring arrives and flowers bloom, the two saints will have a showdown at the peak of Huasheng City. The battle between Guo Yi and Shuang Sheng will determine the fate of the world!" Ximen Lang said.

  At this moment, a red wooden coffin fell from the clouds and floated in front of Hua Er Lou. The person inside the coffin said: "Young Master, our people have found out the truth..."

  The person in the red wooden coffin was speaking in a low voice to Hua Er Lou, whose face grew increasingly solemn, occasionally glancing at Guo Yao with eyes full of profound meaning.

  Guo Yi naturally noticed his gaze, and at this time, Hua Er Lou walked towards Guo Yi with a complex expression: "That group of mysterious figures, my people have already investigated some clues, I now have some guesses, but I don't dare to confirm."

  Kwok Yat saw that he was hesitant in his speech and wanted to speak but stopped, so he smiled and said: "Between us brothers, it's all right to say whatever you want."

  Hua's face stiffened into a smile and he said, "Forget it, I don't want to wrong good people. Let's talk about the situation at the Spirit Graveyard instead!"

  Guo Yi saw that Hua Er Lou was determined not to say anything, so he didn't press the issue either. He asked instead: "I've also been wondering why the Suspended Heaven Coffin, which no one can approach, would suddenly open on its own. Could it be that another person with cultivation that pierces the heavens, like the one from 15,000 years ago, has appeared? Someone who dares to risk heavenly punishment and open the coffin?"

  Fifteen thousand years ago, a ghost cultivator who had attained the level of transcending heaven once opened the divine coffin and brought out a heavenly burial shroud from it. However, that ghost cultivator's ending was extremely tragic, with people saying he received heavenly punishment.

  The voice from the red wooden coffin sounded: "Today, no one can compare to that ghost cultivator, not even Feng Shuangzi, the number one of the righteous path."

  "Can't the divine coffin open by itself?" Guo Yi asked.

  The voice in the red wood coffin said again: "There is another situation that can make it easy for people to approach the divine coffin and open the divine coffin."

  "What's going on?" asked Ximen Wu and Nangong Yang curiously.

  "As long as one wears the Shroud of the Gods, they can easily enter the Divine Coffin." The voice from within the red wooden coffin said.

  "You mean to say..."

  The burial of the heavenly corpse was in Liu Yanran's hands, and there was no doubt that the person in the red wooden coffin was saying that Liu Yanran had opened the divine coffin. The opening of the divine coffin would inevitably lead to earth-shattering changes, and the mountains of corpses and seas of blood were unavoidable. Guo Ye absolutely did not believe that Liu Yanran would be so reckless and do such a foolish thing.

  But what does the sound of the zither in the divine coffin mean?

  "No, no, it's definitely not her." Guo Yi shook his head and continued to ask: "How did you know that the person wearing the divine burial robe can easily open the divine coffin? No one in the world has ever worn this burial robe, you must be lying."

  Hua Er Lou patted Guo Yi's shoulder and said, "Boss, you don't have to suspect him, because he is the only descendant of that ghost cultivator from 15,000 years ago."

  Hua Er Lou spoke out a secret: "In the ghost city of Fengdu, there has been a legend circulating that the person who opens the divine coffin will have two outcomes. One is to cut off one's descendants; the other is to be invincible in the world. Fifteen thousand years ago, that ghost cultivator was the first outcome, and now his descendants are all dead, leaving only one person still alive. However, he dares not take a step out of this coffin, or else he will also suffer heavenly punishment."

  Ximen Wolf was more excited than anyone: "How can he be invincible again?"

  "This is another legend, which is related to the formation of this ghostly domain in the western part of Nanling. The legend says that tens of thousands of years ago, the western part of Nanling was the most prosperous place in the entire Nanling range, with bright sunshine, green mountains and clear waters. However, overnight, a massive disaster occurred, and all the people in the western part of Nanling died out, leaving behind only wild graves, rivers turned into corpse water, yellow soil turned into black soil, and the sky was completely shrouded in dark clouds, which did not disperse for tens of thousands of years."

  "In ancient times, a great sage once explored the South Ridge for thousands of years, traversing every treacherous terrain, and visited all the places where no one dared to go, including the Abyss of Death. In the end, he concluded that what first appeared on this land was not the Ghost City of Fengdu, but rather the nine divine coffins on the Divine Graveyard."

  "That great sage once conjectured that the nine divine coffins were a supreme being's alchemical furnace, using the coffins as the furnace and the vital energy of countless living beings as the catalyst to refine nine ultimate heavenly elixirs."

  Guo Yi was shocked by this astonishing legend, and someone actually slaughtered billions of people in the western part of Nanling just to extract their vital energy to refine the elixir.

  "This shouldn't be possible! Spending tens of thousands of years to refine the elixir, if that's the case, then this person's cultivation is too terrifying, almost able to live as long as heaven and earth." Guo Yi didn't quite believe this legend.

  Hua Er Lou also laughed and said, "It's just a legend, the entire western part of Nanling is 9.99 billion miles away, with a population of tens of billions, even if they stood in line to let him kill them, he wouldn't be able to finish killing them even after ten lifetimes."

  The voice of the person in the red wood coffin thought again: "Even if there is no heavenly elixir among the nine divine coffins, there must be a rare treasure that can increase one's combat power by a hundred times. Even if it can't make one invincible, it's enough to dominate the entire ancient mysterious domain."

  The person in the red wood coffin is a descendant of that ghost cultivator, so his words must have some basis and won't be nonsense.

  "This dead woman was so fond of collecting treasures, could it be that she really opened the divine coffin?" Guo Yi muttered to himself, thinking that it wasn't impossible for Liu Yanran to have opened the divine coffin.

  Since the birth of this ghost land, the divine coffin has been opened three times. Each time, it killed nearly half of the living people in the western part of Nanling. This is the blood sacrifice for opening the coffin, and one must go through a baptism of fresh blood to open the divine coffin.

  "Now that the divine coffin has been opened, why is there no blood sacrifice for opening the coffin?" asked Ximen Lang.

  Hua's and Guo Yi's faces were equally unsightly, after a long silence, Guo Yi finally said: "You saw the coffin open with your own eyes? We only heard the ghost boy's message, it's possible that he just wanted to lure everyone over, conveniently completing the blood sacrifice."

  Guo Yi turned his gaze towards Hua's second floor and asked: "What did you find out? Shouldn't you tell me now?"

  Hua Er Lou couldn't avoid Guo Yi's eyes, which seemed to be devouring him whole. He sighed and said: "We suspect that the master of those mysterious people is related to Liu Xianzi."

  "What?" Guo Yi was shocked and said: "She wants to kill me, but also kill herself?"

  Hua Er Lou gazed in the direction of the Divine Spirit Graveyard, a wry smile on his face: "Liu Xianzi's intellect makes me feel inferior, she's playing a huge game of chess, drawing in all the top experts under the heavens. What exactly does she plan to do?"