Chapter 4152

After a few hours, the two of them finally arrived at the center of the Dharma Idol and landed beside the white jade coffin.

The laws here were even more chaotic and violent.

Duan Zhipeng was trying his best to resist the storm of laws. His face was slightly pale, and cold sweat kept breaking out on his forehead.

"Brother Duan, can you still hold on?"

Zhuowen asked worriedly when he saw that Duan Zhipeng was struggling so much.

"It's fine!

Brother Zhuo, put away this coffin first!

Moreover, I was going to absorb the essence of the laws in this Cosmic Idol. Once I completely absorb this Cosmic Idol, I should be able to completely grasp the law of condensing Cosmic Idols.

This is nothing to me! "Duan Zhipeng gritted his teeth.

Zhuowen looked at Duan Zhipeng with pity. The latter still had to stay in this Cosmic Idol for a long time. When the time came, he would have to endure tremendous pain. I'm worried that Duan Zhipeng won't be able to endure it.

However, the path of cultivation was never easy. If you wanted to advance bravely, you had to endure pain that ordinary people couldn't endure and pay a price that ordinary people couldn't bear.

After Zhuowen put away the white jade coffin, Duan Zhipeng activated the Qian Kun World and sent Zhuowen out of the range of the Cosmic Idol.

"Brother Zhuo, I'll leave the things in this white jade coffin to you. I'll absorb this Cosmic Idol first. I need to go into seclusion for a while!"

After Duan Zhipeng finished speaking, he entered the Cosmic Idol again.

However, this time, he didn't enter the deepest part. Instead, he sat down cross-legged at the top of a hill in the periphery and began to absorb the essence of the various laws in the Cosmic Idol.

Zhuowen shook his head. It seemed that Duan Zhipeng really couldn't wait to condense the Cosmic Idol. He didn't even want to take a look at Liu Yan's coffin.

Zhuowen came to an empty valley and took out the coffin again.

The white jade coffin in front of him was much better than the fake coffin that Xu Zhou and the others had snatched, whether it was in size or the exquisite relief on the surface.

Moreover, an extremely terrifying pressure was emitted from within the white jade coffin. That pressure was far stronger than a peak expert like Duan Zhipeng.

Zhuowen knew that this should be the pressure that belonged to the universe's Dharma Laws.

Although Liu Yanhuo had died, he was still an expert of the Cosmic Dharma. The pressure that he unconsciously emitted after his death was also extremely terrifying. Ordinary cultivators would not be able to resist it.

Furthermore, there were many mechanisms and restrictions inside the coffin.

Zhuowen's lips curled into a smile as he said, "If an ordinary person were to open this coffin, it would be very troublesome!

However, it's not difficult for me to open it! "

This was because Bi Tiangong was one of the core participants in the construction of the coffin.

Bi Tiangong knew the structure of the coffin very well, and Zhuowen, who had inherited Bi Tiangong's memories, had no difficulty opening the coffin.

In addition, after Zhuowen had cracked the Jade Gate God Slaying Array, his array skills had once again advanced by leaps and bounds. He had already reached the peak of the First Heaven of the Eternal Level.

Therefore, the many restrictions in the coffin did not cause any trouble for Zhuowen.

About an hour later, Zhuowen had completely cracked the complicated restrictions on the surface of the coffin.

Ka ka ka!

A strange sound came from the coffin. It was a bit like the sound of old gears turning.

Then, pieces of crystal clear white jade protruded from the surface of the white jade coffin.

More and more white jade appeared, causing the size of the white jade coffin to continuously increase. The speed of this increase was increasing exponentially.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the size of the coffin, which was originally only a hundred feet in size, had increased by a hundred times. In front of Zhuowen's eyes, it had turned into a huge white jade palace that was a thousand feet in size.

Huang Xiaolong had to admit that the person who had built this coffin was ingenious. He was able to piece together so many pieces of white jade into such a huge palace. Moreover, he was able to shrink it to the size of a hundred feet.

This was the result of using the space law to the extreme and being proficient in various array principles and mechanisms.

Zhuowen silently walked into the palace. He knew that the moment he cracked the coffin's restrictions, there were no more traps or dangers inside the palace.

Inside the palace, precious top-grade chaos spiritual veins could be seen everywhere. These spiritual veins were like swimming snakes, shuttling back and forth inside the palace, causing the chaos energy inside the palace to reach the peak.

With a casual wave of his hand, he could easily liquefy a large amount of chaos spiritual liquid in his palm.

Other than that, Zhuowen even saw powerful divine artifacts in the passageways. The lowest grade among them was Heaven Breaker Eighth Order, and the highest had even surpassed the Heaven Breaker Eighth Order.

Of course, there were very few divine artifacts of this grade.

Other than that, there were also many high-grade divine herbs that were stored in certain side halls of the palace.

Zhuowen went deeper into the palace, and finally stopped at the deepest part of the palace.

In the deepest part of the palace was a spacious hall, and at the end of the hall was a throne that stood on top of white jade steps.

At this moment, a stalwart figure was sitting quietly on the throne.

This was a middle-aged man with white hair that reached his shoulders. He wasn't handsome, but he was pleasing to the eye. His features were well-defined, and he had a unique temperament.

Just like that, he sat quietly on the throne, calmly looking at the front.

The moment Zhuowen stepped into the hall, his eyes met the white-haired man's, and his expression changed slightly. He felt a terrifying pressure invading his body through his eyes, causing his face to distort and cold sweat to trickle down his back.

Zhuo Wen hurriedly turned his head, no longer meeting the white haired man's gaze. The terrifying pressure finally dissipated, and his expression returned to normal.

"This person should be that Liu Yanhuo!"

Zhuowen didn't dare to look at the white-haired man. His gaze fell on the white-haired man's body as he muttered to himself.

He had inherited Bi Tiangong's memories, so he naturally knew what Liu Yanhuo looked like.

Moreover, he also knew that Liu Yanhuo had completely fallen, and even his soul had been destroyed. The thing in front of him was merely his corpse.

Zhuowen slowly walked towards the throne, but his heart was beating extremely fast.

He was very clear that the most precious thing hidden inside the coffin wasn't the boundless top-grade chaos spiritual veins, divine artifacts, or divine herbs. Instead, it was the information about the ruins where Liu Yanhuo had lost his life.

Since a cosmic law realm expert like Liu Yanhuo was willing to risk his life to protect this information, it was clear that the ruins were extraordinary.