The God of Heavens

Chapter 69: Ancient Coffin of the Sage
The underground palace was right before their eyes. Just as they were about to enter to take a closer look, Duan De suddenly stopped them and said:

"Wulian Tianzun, in my opinion, the core of the Saint's Mausoleum must be filled with countless array patterns. It is best for us to conceal our presence and enter quietly."

Everyone was shocked and felt that Duan De was right, but they secretly wondered, how come you are so skilled in this kind of thing?

Then they each used their own methods to set up formations to block the breath. Lin Yu even used the source of heaven magic to mobilize the dragon energy to cover everyone, and then he walked slowly and carefully towards the entrance.

As you step into the underground palace, an ancient atmosphere hits you. This place has been forgotten by time, covered with dust, and mottled marks on the walls and floor.

"It's so big here!" A female disciple of Yao Chi exclaimed. At first glance, she couldn't see the end of the underground palace.

The underground palace is magnificent but not dark. Countless array patterns are running on the top, drawing the power of the stars outside the mausoleum here. The stars are twinkling, and the power of the moon is hanging down like silk threads.

This is also the source of the dragon vein. Countless dragon energy surges, and the tide ebbs and flows. Lin Yu took a deep breath and felt that all the pores on his body were about to open.

"The coffin of an ancient sage." Duan De exclaimed, his eyes cast towards the center of the underground palace.

A jade platform stood majestically, ten thousand feet high, solemn and awe-inspiring. Dragon energy condensed around the platform, forming small dragons that swam in a serpentine pattern, awe-inspiring and majestic.

Countless steps rise from the ground. At the top of the jade platform, countless stars gather together, shaped like a huge silver moon. A huge bronze coffin can be vaguely seen floating in the air.

The ancient coffin floated up and down, the starlight shone brightly, and nine chains condensed from the power of the moon were wrapped around it.

"Taoist, do you think there's something wrong with the stone statues around the sage's coffin?" Lin Yu asked.

Around the coffin, in the middle of the steps, eight tall stone statues stand majestically, holding weapons, with Taoist symbols flowing around them, and murderous aura rising to the sky, as if they can come alive at any time.

Upon hearing this, Duan De quickly cast his gaze towards the stone statues. After examining them carefully, his expression changed drastically as he said, "These stone statues are the guardians of the sage's coffins. Moreover, they are not real stone statues, but are made from living people!"

"What?!" Everyone was shocked.

"Yes, I have seen it in an ancient book. Fengshui funeral masters have a special method that can transform living people into stone puppets to protect their corpses for a long time." Duan De said this with a proud look on his face.

"These puppets at least have the strength of a king. If we hadn't concealed our presence, they would have been hunted down by the stone statues by now."

Everyone was terrified when they heard this. Being hunted by eight kings, how desperate was that?
"Don't forget, the ancient sages were also proficient in Feng Shui formations. I sensed a faint murderous aura gathering around the Jade Platform. There might be a Saint-level killing formation set up here." Lin Yu reminded.

"When the formation senses someone breaking into the underground palace, it will awaken the eight puppets. Eight kings relying on this formation are enough to make even a saint bleed!"

"Hiss! So cruel!" Duan De took a breath of cold air.

At this time, a female disciple of Yaochi suddenly said, "But in this case, how can we open the treasure of the ancient sages?"

Duan De's face fell when he heard this. He also wanted to know the answer to this question. He placed his hope on Lin Yu and asked, "Brother Yang, can your holy weapon be fully revived?"

"I also want to be able to revive this device, but unfortunately it only has the Dao pattern but no gods on it." Lin Yu explained, and then asked casually:

"You've been exploring tombs for years, haven't you unearthed one or two sacred weapons?"

Duan De jumped up and down, saying in an incredulous tone, "Saint weapons are so precious! If I had a Saint weapon with me, would I need to ask you?"

It seems that this unscrupulous Taoist priest has not yet obtained the lid of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar. Lin Yu thought to himself and decided to spare him for the time being.

Duan De, who had no idea that he had escaped a disaster, asked the Saint of Yaochi again, and got the same answer. How could the Holy Soldiers, as the foundation of the Holy Land, be easily moved? It seems that I have to rely on myself, Lin Yu thought to himself, and then asked everyone to wait where they were, and he went ahead to explore.

"Are you sure, Brother Yang?" The Saintess of Yao Chi looked worried.

"Yes, Brother Yang, if not, go back and get the holy soldiers from your holy land and break into this underground palace." Duan De said this, but his heart was bleeding. After all, if he did this, the bulk of the treasure would not belong to him.

"It doesn't matter. The ancient sages had Feng Shui killing formations, and I am also proficient in the Source Heaven Formation. This formation has no one to preside over it, so it won't be difficult for me." Lin Yu said confidently.

As he spoke, the Demon Seal and the Source Heaven Divine Art were activated at the same time. Lin Yu merged into the dragon energy and slowly walked towards the central jade platform along the veins of the array pattern.

Stepping into the array, Lin Yu could feel the murderous aura that threatened to sever someone's fate. Occasionally, a blood-red divine chain of order swept across, making his hair stand on end. Every step was filled with danger, and his spiritual sense kept giving him warnings, making everyone feel terrified.

"The Divine Chain of Order has appeared. If the Ancient Saint Killing Formation is revived, it will be extremely powerful. I hope that kid Yang will fall into it?" Duan De was a little scared.

"Brother Yang is not a reckless person." Yao Chi Saint said, "But we must also be prepared to assist. If the situation is not right, we will bring Brother Yang back."

Half a day later, Lin Yu arrived at the Jade Platform and began to climb up. After another half a day, he finally arrived in front of the stone statue.

Atop the stone steps, a statue stood steady. Armored and eerie, a chilling aura emanated from it. A dragon spear, clenched tightly, its sharp tip bared, ripped through the void. Its back straightened, its posture imbued with unparalleled heroism, it embodied boundless power, a lifelike presence imbued with spirit.

It just stands there quietly, letting the years pass by, with an unwavering momentum, as if it will keep watching until the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, and the earth ends.

The steps were filled with dragon energy, and thousands of little dragons were wandering around, guarding the ancient coffin and nourishing the holy corpse.

Lin Yu used the source of the divine art, mobilized the little dragon, and carefully separated a small space in the ancient saint's array pattern to deceive the stone statue's perception.

Immediately afterwards, the Demon God's seal reappeared, and pieces of black snow flew towards the sleeping body of the stone statue, successfully sealing it.

"Wulian Tianzun, Brother Yang has lived up to everyone's expectations!" Duan De shouted excitedly, as if he had already seen the treasure of the sages waving to him.

Next, Lin Yu followed the same method and sealed the seven stone statues one by one. Without the stone statues to suppress them, the power of the ancient saint killing formation was greatly reduced, and he finally successfully put it away.

"Treasures of the sages, here I come!" Duan De shouted strangely and turned into a stream of light and flew to the top of the jade platform.

"Shh!"

The people from Yao Chi followed closely behind and descended to the bottom of the ancient coffin together.

The coffin, carved from a single block of pure white jade, stretched several dozen feet across, slowly buoyed by the star's energy. The lunar chain rattled, occasionally dangling from the jade platform to absorb the dragon's energy.

"Nine-sky white jade wall!" Duan De exclaimed in a low voice, his heart filled with shock.

Everyone couldn't help but be moved. This was the casting material that even kings dreamed of. There were at least hundreds of cubic meters of it here.

"The saint forged the coffin out of Nine Heavens White Jade, hoping to ascend to heaven and ascend to heaven?"

The Saint Maiden of Yao Chi said to herself that the Nine Heavens White Jade is pure white and crystal clear. It is said that it was born from the essence of heaven. It is extremely hard and eternal.

(End of this chapter)