The Divine Eye System was a system twice the size of the Solar System. There were twenty-three planets within it, and they orbited around the Divine Eye System's star in a perpetual motion.
Just like the Solar System, the Divine Eye System also had its own civilization. Furthermore, this civilization was of a higher level than the Federation. Perhaps it was because their environments were somewhat similar, but the life forms of the Divine Eye civilization were similar in appearance to the humans of the Federation.
However, there were some differences in their internal structures.
On this day, a meteor fell from the main planet of the Divine Eye civilization, which was comparable in size to Jupiter in the Solar System. Due to the uniqueness of the Divine Eye Planet, meteors falling from the sky were common occurrences. Thus, although there were people who noticed the meteor's arrival, most didn't pay it any mind.
Only a few cultivators, who weren't too far away from the meteor, would think of going over to investigate and see if there were any special resources. Because of this, there were occasional fights and robberies.
Thus, under such circumstances, the meteor crashed into the ground, forming a deep crater. At the same time, a coffin silently burrowed into the depths of the ground under the impact of the meteor. It was as if it had been buried, and it remained motionless.
This coffin was black, as if it had been forged from black metal. There were many runic markings on it, but … almost all of these markings were in a damaged state. Even the coffin itself was full of potholes. There were also thousands of long scars that seemed to have been left behind by a sharp weapon. There were a few scars that were just a hair's breadth away from piercing through the coffin. Moreover, from the looks of the scars, these scars, which could have completely endangered the coffin, seemed to have been forcefully avoided by someone at a critical moment. Otherwise, this coffin would have been shattered into pieces long ago!
It was obvious that this coffin had experienced an indescribable battle. The intensity of this battle was beyond imagination. Otherwise, given the uniqueness of this coffin, there was no way it would have been damaged to such an extent.
If one looked closely, one could even see many dried bloodstains on the coffin. These bloodstains weren't all red. From this, one could tell that many people had participated in that battle.
This coffin … was none other than the Underworld Sect's coffin that Chen Qing had carried from the solar system. Wang Baole … was inside this coffin.
At this moment, as the meteor smashed into the ground, as the coffin burrowed into the ground, the strong tremors from the outside world were transmitted into the coffin through the cracks that were about to split open. Wang Baole, who was lying inside, suddenly trembled in his sleep and opened his eyes.
"We're here? I had a good sleep … "Wang Baole rubbed his eyes and yawned. He raised his hand and pushed the coffin lid. When he found that it wouldn't budge, he was surprised and quickly shouted a few times.
"Senior Brother, have we arrived?"
After waiting for a while, there was no response. Wang Baole was even more surprised than before. He quickly slapped the ground a few times, gathering his cultivation base and calling out again.
"Senior Brother, are you there?"
"What's the situation? Senior Brother, there's a response!" Wang Baole's expression gradually turned ugly. He kept calling out, but there was no response from the outside. This made him feel more and more uneasy.
"Little Big Sister, are you there?" After thinking for a while, Wang Baole didn't act rashly and use the dark fire to open the coffin. Instead, he called out to Little Big Sister in his heart.
This was a backup plan he had left behind before he went into hibernation.
However, there was no response from Little Big Sister. This caused Wang Baole to narrow his eyes and begin to think about this matter. However, no matter how hard he thought, he couldn't find any concrete clues because he had fallen into a deep sleep after stepping into the coffin. He couldn't even tell if he had arrived at his destination.
Therefore, after thinking for a while, Wang Baole decided to wait first. Just like that, Wang Baole silently calculated. Three days passed, and a sharp light shone in his eyes.
"There's a high chance that there's been an accident!" Dark fire burned in Wang Baole's eyes. He raised his right hand and placed it on the coffin. His cultivation base suddenly erupted, and a connection was established between him and the coffin. However, just as he was about to push open the coffin lid, a weak voice seemed to come from the void through the coffin and echoed in his mind.
"Baole."
Wang Baole's eyes narrowed, and he stopped thinking about pushing open the coffin. "Elder Brother!" he said quickly.
"What happened, Elder Brother? Are you out there?"
"Baole … there's been an accident … I'll put you in a … small civilization for now … wait for me to come get you … you can't go out in your true form … the Dao of Heaven descends … you'll die a violent death … your clone cultivates an Essence magic … you can avoid the Dao of Heaven for a short time … you can go out …"
The voice was intermittent, as if there was a strong interference that prevented Chen Qing from completely transmitting his words. However, Wang Baole still understood what he was trying to say.
"An accident? You put me in a small civilization? The Dao of Heaven descends, and my true form will die a violent death if I go out? But what Essence magic does my clone cultivate that allows me to go out for a short time? " Wang Baole frowned. He didn't know what kind of accident had happened to Chen Qing, but given Chen Qing's cultivation base, the fact that he had to put Wang Baole in a small civilization meant that this accident … was anything but ordinary!
At the same time, Chen Qing's intermittent voice transmitted to Wang Baole along with a complete cultivation method. Clearly, Chen Qing had focused on this cultivation method, and he was doing his best to resist the interference and ensure that the cultivation method was complete.
This cultivation method was called the Essence Magic. Once cultivated, it could change a person's aura and Essence, turning them into anything.
After carefully analyzing the cultivation method, Wang Baole fell silent. There were several parts of this cultivation method that involved one's soul. As a Dark Child, Wang Baole had studied many of the Dark Sect's ancient records. He knew very well that there were many vicious or profound techniques that could control one's soul. These techniques couldn't be forced on others. One had to be willing to cultivate them in order to fulfill the requirements.
"Is this all real or fake … Did Senior Brother really run into an accident, or …" This was a matter of great importance, so Wang Baole couldn't help but analyze it. He fell silent as he pondered whether he should cultivate this cultivation method. At the same time, his gaze fell on the lid of the coffin. Opening the coffin would be a piece of cake for him as long as he released his Dark Fire.
"Should I cultivate it? Should I open it? "
Sometimes, making a choice was difficult. Trust was even more so, especially when it came to matters of life and death.
At this moment, as Wang Baole fell silent, far away in the Divine Eye System, in an even vaster star system, there was an array formation formed from thousands of smaller star systems!
This array formation was extremely extravagant. It was the same as drawing upon the strength of thousands of stars, large and small, to transform into infinite power that surged forth to suppress all. But compared to this, what was even more exaggerated were the eight furnaces that floated in the eight directions of the array formation, separated by an endless distance!
Each of the cauldrons exuded ancient and indescribably terrifying fluctuations of power. Vaguely, one could see a figure within each of the cauldrons, seemingly suppressed and eternally refined.
The one being suppressed by the array formation formed by thousands of stars and the eight terrifying cauldrons was … Chen Qing!
At the center of the array formation, Chen Qing stood there with a grim expression. Bolts of black lightning shot toward him from all directions. From a distance, the lightning bolts looked like chains that covered the entire star system.
In front of Chen Qing stood a man. He wore golden armor and looked like a god of war. He was incredibly tall, had three heads and six arms, and had a majestic aura. It was as if his aura alone could rival the power of the array formation!
Behind him were many illusory figures, each of them like immortals and gods. They exuded terrifying fluctuations of power, and in contrast to them, the golden-armored man seemed like a god who surpassed all others!
"Chen Qing, I know you value that little fellow, so I allowed you to transmit your voice to him. I only interfered slightly. But take a guess … will this junior brother of yours, whom you value so much, choose not to trust you? I'm looking forward to seeing that! " The man smiled. As he spoke, tens of thousands of black lightning bolts intertwined with each other and stretched out to form an image.
Within the image was … Wang Baole's coffin!
But it wasn't the inside, only the outside!
"Do you think the one who comes out will be your little junior brother's true body, or his doppelganger?"
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