When the light from the coffin dissipated, broken roots could be seen everywhere in the starry sky. They were like the wriggling body of a giant snake that had been cut off.
It was hard to kill Palace Master Chang Feng. Even so, his roots were still wriggling, trying to gather together.
However, when the two roots touched, it triggered the Dao injury left by the Dao Burying Coffin. The remaining power of the coffin's supernatural power exploded, riddling the roots with holes.
Qin Mu heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this.
He relaxed. His whole body was in pain. After the battle with Palace Master Chu Ge, he had been injured. The right decision was to recuperate for a while and return to his peak state before dealing with Palace Master Chang Feng.
However, time was of the essence. If Palace Master Chang Feng and Palace Master Joy met up, he would not be their opponent.
Furthermore, these two palace masters had not fully descended. If they were to fully descend, it was unknown if Qin Mu would be their opponent in a one-on-one battle.
Therefore, he could only fight with injuries. Fortunately, he had scared Palace Master Joy away on the way. If she had come to meet up with Palace Master Chang Feng, this battle would have been a crushing defeat.
"Taiyi won't hate me, right?"
Qin Mu suppressed his injuries. The Dao injury left by Palace Master Chang Feng was not troublesome, but the one caused by the Dao Burying Coffin was much more troublesome. It was hard to heal in a short period of time.
He came to the front of Taiyi's coffin. The Dao Burying Coffin's waves calmed down. Even though this coffin had been tossed and turned twice, it was still undamaged. It was extremely sturdy. It was a high-quality coffin.
Qin Mu gently caressed the coffin and dragged it towards the Crossing World Golden Ship.
"Taiyi is so strong. A mere Dao Burying Coffin can't do anything to him."
Qin Mu was full of confidence in Taiyi. He said with a hoarse voice, "Brother Yu, come out quickly. I'm exhausted. "
Lan Yutian's voice came from somewhere in the Crossing World Golden Ship. He shouted, "Brother, wait for a while."
Qin Mu could not drag Taiyi's coffin onto the ship. He could only stop and rest. After a while, Lan Yutian was still nowhere to be seen.
"Brother Yu, why are you still not coming out?" He was puzzled.
"Wait a little longer, I think I'm almost out!"
Qin Mu waited anxiously for a moment, he thought, "Could it be that Lan Yutian is lost again?"
Lan Yutian's comprehension of the Dao was extremely high, and he was someone who was naturally close to the Dao. However, there was a disadvantage to him, and that was that he was used to getting lost. In the past, he ran to West Earth after getting lost and mingling with Fugaku for a period of time. After leaving Fugaku, he got lost again and went outside the Great Void, taking in a bunch of disciples. Fortunately, he met Qin Mu and picked him up.
There were numerous golden palaces in the World Crossing Golden Ship. Qin Mu had once gone through a huge and complicated calculation to calculate the number of golden palaces in order to find Founding Emperor's location. The result was an astonishing number. Qin Fengqing, on the other hand, used Youdu's technique to create billions of clones to search through these golden palaces.
If Lan Yutian wasn't a person with no sense of direction, he could think of a way to figure it out. Unfortunately, he wasn't.
He used the uniqueness of the golden ship to protect himself and trap Long Wind Hall Master. However, he didn't expect that he would lose himself.
'Brother Yu probably won't be able to figure it out even after tens of thousands of years. I can't count on him.'
Qin Mu used all his remaining strength to drag the Grand Change Coffin onto the ship. He laid on the deck and panted, exhausted. He then closed his eyes and slowly fell into a dream.
Countless small Qin Mu burrowed to and fro in the wounds of his body, communicating with each other and observing the scars of the Dao injuries. They deduced the principles of the divine arts and paths that the Dao injuries contained.
Not long later, an even deeper dream realm spread out, and numerous small Qin Mu walked out with axes and chisels in their hands. What was different from the other Qin Mu was that these small Qin Mu had flesh and blood. They were formed by Qin Mu's Great Dao and Hongmeng's vital qi.
Every Qin Mu was like the most hardworking worker bees. They surrounded the Qin Mu's wounds and knocked on them, using their own paths and divine arts to refine and erase the Dao injuries.
The other small Qin Mu sized up these new companions curiously and asked, "Ma Ha Ma Ha?"
"Gu ji gu ji?"
On the other hand, the new companions had serious expressions on their faces and ignored them. Only when they were impatient did they reply, "Aba, aba!"
The other small Qin Mu widened their eyes and looked as if they understood, but in reality, they didn't understand a thing.
There were also some small Qin Mu that were dressed as apothecaries. They were either carrying medicine boxes, medicine baskets, or cauldrons in their hands. They were very serious as they repaired the wounds of the Dao injuries.
The small Qin Mu swarmed over and asked again, but they were all poisoned by the Qin Mu. They were all foaming at the mouth and twitching non-stop.
The other Qin Mu pointed at them and laughed. They looked as if they were taking pleasure in their misfortune, "Aba!"
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