4475 The Black Iron Coffin in the Air

Jian Wushuang had reached the top.

At the peak of Coffin Mountain, there was a black coffin made of mysterious patterns. It was locked by four chains and was floating in the air.

"I'm waiting for you!"

Thunderous roars reverberated in Jian Wushuang's mind.

The Tarot Divine Sword hanging on Jian Wushuang's waist kept buzzing and shaking violently.

If it was not for the fact that Jian Wushuang had complete control over the Tarot Divine Sword, it would have already shot out and rushed into the coffin.

At that moment, even though Jian Wushuang had yet to open the coffin, he already knew who was in it.

And only he could cause the Tarot Divine Sword to shake!

However, did he not die in the hands of the Devouring Emperor? Why would the corpse be here?

Jian Wushuang frowned and his eyes flickered.

Elder Mi Feng stood in mid-air as he watched this scene from afar. The expression on his face constantly converged, turning into a serious one.

"Wushuang, stop. This divine corpse is not suitable for you," Elder Mi Feng said in a deep voice with a grave expression.

Jian Wushuang, who had his back to him, raised his eyebrows upon hearing this. He suppressed the shouts coming from the coffin and turned to Elder Mi Feng, asking, "Elder Mi Feng, what do you mean?"

Elder Mi Feng glanced at Jian Wushuang and said, "This divine corpse is not from our universe."

"Not someone from our universe?"

Jian Wushuang's heart skipped a beat. He vaguely understood that this might be the best time to gather information.

Hence, Jian Wushuang pretended to be confused and said, "Elder Mi Feng, I don't understand what you mean."

A hint of hesitation flashed across Elder Mi Feng's eyes when he heard that. He immediately looked around to make sure that no one was nearby. Then, he waved his right hand and an endless void power gushed out to form a boundary that enveloped him and Jian Wushuang.

"Wushuang, there are some things that I shouldn't tell you. However, your talent is astonishing, and you'll probably become an extraordinary genius in this universe in the future. It's only a matter of time before you learn of these things. I'll make an exception and tell you today."

Hearing this, Jian Wushuang's face turned cold. He knew that Elder Mi Feng was about to get to the point.

Elder Mi Feng's voice was low as he looked into the distance. "Wushuang, our universe isn't the only one. The Void Forbidden Land is connected to many Grotto-heaven worlds."

"These Grotto-heaven worlds formed their own worlds, but in general, these Grotto-heaven worlds were very small, not much bigger than a Star Field."

"However, a few of the nodes in the Void Forbidden Land led to a truly massive object, a real universe!"

"This universe is only slightly weaker than us in terms of civilization level and overall combat power. We call this universe the Divine Power Universe!"

"Divine Power Universe?" Jian Wushuang's pupils shrank. The Divine Power Universe should be referring to the universe that he was in.

"That's right. This Divine Power Universe is boundlessly rich in resources, and it is home to countless prodigies and mighty figures. Our universe and the Divine Power Universe have been at war for more than 100,000 thousand chaos cycles!"

Elder Mi Feng nodded and turned to look at the black coffin that was suspended in the air and bound by chains. He continued, "The divine corpse in this coffin came from the Divine Power Universe on the other side of the Secret Realm of void."

"This person is clearly only at the Four Scar level, but in terms of strength, he's enough to kill our world's Six Scar level giant arm!"

"It was said that this person was the unrivaled sword supremacy of the opposite universe with divine power. He was an all-powerful and unrivaled existence who could suppress the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands!"

"In fact, this man's death was an accident. When Devouring Emperor led his organization to the opposite universe, they had met this man on their way to the universe."

"Although the man was powerful, he was still far from being comparable to the Devouring Emperor. Therefore, he was killed by the Devouring Emperor after a great battle."

"Our Sect Master also bought the divine corpse from the Devouring Emperorer at a high price."

"This divine corpse's talent and combat strength are far beyond our Scar level Void Warriors. Originally, the sect master bought it back to try to refine it to become our sect's Guardian divine corpse. However, this person's obsession was too strong. Even after his death, it didn't diminish in the slightest. The Sect Master and the five Grand Elders worked together to refine this divine corpse, but they couldn't refine it at all."

"Thus, this divine corpse has been left here."

Elder Mi Feng said slowly. Then, he turned to look at Jian Wushuang, shook his head, and said, "Thus, Wushuang, give up on this divine corpse. Don't waste your efforts."

Hearing this, Jian Wushuang's eyes flickered.

So that was how it was!

At the same time, Jian Wushuang was thinking quickly in his mind.

If he were to refine Tarot, it would be equivalent to allowing Tarot to be reincarnated in another way!

At that time, even if he could not find out how the Void Universe was going to deal with their universe, he could bring Supreme Tarot back to his home universe. Once the war broke out, he would be an extremely powerful main force!

Most importantly, he had obtained the complete inheritance of Supreme Tarot. To a certain extent, Supreme Tarot could be considered his Half-Master.

How could he bear to see Supreme Tarot's corpse lying in an alternate universe for others to refine?

He could not bear it!

Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed with determination. He looked at Elder Mi Feng and said in a deep voice, "Elder Mi Feng, I've already made my decision. I'm going to refine this otherverse being!"

"You..." Elder Mi Feng was instantly infuriated upon hearing this.

It turned out that he had wasted so much time and effort to say so much, but it was all in vain?

"You really are stubborn! Wushuang, I'd like to see just how you're going to refine this divine corpse that even the Sect Master and the five of us Grand Elders are unable to refine!"

No matter how good-tempered Elder Mi Feng was, he was still furious at this moment.

Flinging his sleeve, Elder Mi Feng harrumphed and fell silent.

Jian Wushuang smiled at him apologetically, then took a deep breath and stretched out his hand to place it on the black coffin.

Whizz.

It was as if a stone had been thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

Crack, crack, crack.

The chains that bound the pitch-black coffin began to break.

Then, the heavy, pitch-black coffin lid covered with mysterious patterns shifted to the side.

Creak creak creak creak!

A series of unpleasant and ear-piercing sounds rang out.

The lid of the coffin slid open completely.

The next moment.