Chapter 55 - 52: Supreme Evil Entity

There were only two possibilities for this situation. One was that he had triggered something by stepping into a special area within the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest. The other was that he had entered into a certain treasure. Because fortuitous encounters involving self-contained spaces were extremely rare, he had only ever read about them in ancient texts.

"No wonder the restrictions on the Ninefold Coffin have weakened. It turns out the Ninefold Coffin has acknowledged a master!" At that moment, a faint, eerie voice suddenly echoed. It sounded like a middle-aged man—calm, deep, and tinged with a hint of hoarseness.

"Who’s there?" Mo Qianqian’s expression changed. He quickly looked around, his eyes full of vigilance as he circulated the power within his body. However, he didn’t see anyone at all.

"You are the new master of the Ninefold Coffin? How is that possible?" An incredulous voice suddenly came from directly in front of Mo Qianqian. "How could the master of the Ninefold Coffin be so weak?"

Mo Qianqian was speechless. Was he the master of the Ninefold Coffin? What was going on? Was the coffin pulled by the nine dragons called the Ninefold Coffin? Was he really inside it right now? Was the interior of this Ninefold Coffin a place resembling a reef island? Who was this person inside, and where exactly were they? He clearly felt the voice coming from not far in front of him, yet he couldn’t see a thing.

"Who are you, Senior?" Mo Qianqian asked, his expression solemn. He couldn’t see where the other party was at all. If this person made a move, he would be in grave danger.

The man didn’t speak. Instead, a ripple suddenly appeared in the space ahead.

SWISH!

The next moment, a figure materialized in Mo Qianqian’s line of sight.

When he got a clear look at the man, Mo Qianqian was completely stunned. It was an imposing, burly middle-aged man with disheveled hair. Beneath the messy locks, his face was handsome and majestic. He wore a set of dark red armor that looked incredibly sturdy. However, a long arrow had pierced right through the armor at his heart, violently pinning it to his body, with a small section of the arrowhead jutting out from his back. His entire body appeared both ethereal and solid, hovering in a bizarre state between illusion and reality.

"Senior, are you... are you a man or a ghost?" Mo Qianqian asked in absolute shock. How could anyone survive having their heart pierced? Moreover, that body didn’t look like a normal human’s at all, flickering between corporeal and incorporeal.

SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

Without warning, the armored middle-aged man shifted his feet. As if capable of teleportation, he closed the distance to Mo Qianqian in a single stride and reached out with a seemingly slow palm. An inexplicable, oppressive aura enveloped Mo Qianqian. In that instant, every hair on his body stood on end. He found himself completely immobilized, unable to move even a single finger. A profound sense of impending doom surged into his heart. This was more terrifying than any crisis he had ever faced—closer to death than he had ever been.

HISS! HISS!

However, just as the palm was about to touch him, it slowed down and turned ethereal, as if encountering a massive obstacle.

"The restrictions of the Ninefold Coffin are hindering me. The Ninefold Coffin has indeed acknowledged you as its master." The armored middle-aged man slowly retracted his hand.

Only then did the lethal threat and oppressive aura enveloping Mo Qianqian vanish. He immediately regained control of his body.

Mo Qianqian heaved a long sigh of relief. He had nearly been killed by this bizarre middle-aged man just now. What was this man’s background? And what exactly did it mean for the Ninefold Coffin to acknowledge a master?

Forcing himself to calm down, Mo Qianqian looked at the mysterious and eerie armored man and asked, "Senior, why did you try to kill me?"

"I wasn’t trying to kill you. I was merely testing the spatial restrictions," the middle-aged man replied in an indifferent tone.

Testing the spatial restrictions? This was called testing the spatial restrictions? He clearly wanted his life! Who tested things like that? Mo Qianqian didn’t even have the energy to complain inwardly. The man was literally using his life for an experiment.

"Senior, what are these spatial restrictions? And what is this Ninefold Coffin?" Mo Qianqian asked, a look of pure confusion on his face.

"You can understand the spatial restrictions as a spatial seal, a unique and special ability of the Ninefold Coffin. I am currently sealed by it," the armored middle-aged man explained. "It’s just that after countless years, this spatial seal has loosened. To your eyes, I exist somewhere between illusion and reality.

"Once the seal is completely undone, I will be able to transition from an ethereal state into real space."

Mo Qianqian’s expression changed. Completely appear in real space? Would the other party attack him again then? If he did, wouldn’t he be dead for sure?

"As for this Ninefold Coffin..." The armored middle-aged man paused before continuing, "It is a supreme treasure of the world, an unparalleled ominous artifact. It buries the heavens, buries the earth, and buries the gods and demons of all realms."

Mo Qianqian was profoundly shocked. A supreme treasure of the world? An unparalleled ominous artifact? Buries the heavens, buries the earth, and buries the gods and demons of all realms? Did he obtain a treasure or a curse?

"This Ninefold Coffin has a total of nine layers. Each layer likely seals various demons, ghosts, and monsters. This is the first layer of space," the armored middle-aged man further explained.

Mo Qianqian was shocked yet again. This coffin had nine spatial layers? And it was filled with sealed demons and monsters? This bizarre, armored middle-aged man in front of him was just the "monster" of the first layer? If the monster in the first layer was already this terrifying, wouldn’t the ones in the subsequent layers be even more horrifying?

"And I am the monster sealed in this first layer," the armored middle-aged man added.

Mo Qianqian was left speechless. He was certainly direct, openly calling himself a monster.

"Since the Ninefold Coffin has acknowledged you as its master, let me see what you are capable of," the eerie middle-aged man continued.

Mo Qianqian’s expression shifted, and he hurriedly explained, "Senior, I have no idea how I became the master of this Ninefold Coffin. Perhaps it was just a coincidence. I really don’t have any special capabilities." Facing such a "monster," he didn’t dare boast about his abilities. A casual movement from the other party could easily send him to the Yellow Springs.

"You don’t need to be nervous. I don’t intend to kill you right now. In fact, this is a fortuitous encounter for you," the armored middle-aged man explained.

"A fortuitous encounter?" Mo Qianqian asked cautiously. "Senior, then... is there anything I need to do?" He figured such an opportunity wouldn’t just fall into his lap for free.

"You don’t need to do anything, because you will die sooner or later anyway," the armored middle-aged man said indifferently. He looked at Mo Qianqian as if he were already a dead man, his attitude utterly detached.

Mo Qianqian was stunned into silence again. So the other party still wanted to kill him?

"Senior, why must you kill me? Look, how about we cooperate?" Mo Qianqian asked.

"No. Once I get out, I will definitely kill you and seize this Ninefold Coffin," the armored middle-aged man answered honestly.

Mo Qianqian was speechless. What blunt honesty! It seemed the other party didn’t even view him as a living being anymore.

"Senior, when you come out one day, let’s negotiate. I’ll give you this Ninefold Coffin, and you let me go. How about that?" Mo Qianqian still tried to fight for his life.

The armored middle-aged man shook his head. "The Ninefold Coffin has already acknowledged you as its master. If I don’t kill you, I can’t seize it.

"I’ll give you a hint: if you want to live, seek the Heaven and Earth Dao to reinforce the seal.

"Otherwise, this Ninefold Coffin will unseal layer by layer. And it won’t just be me—the guys in the layers behind me will also kill you."

Mo Qianqian felt completely devastated internally. This bizarre, armored middle-aged man was already terrifying enough. The monsters in the remaining eight layers all wanted to kill him too? Just how overwhelmingly powerful were the ones behind this guy?

"What is this Heaven and Earth Dao, and where do I find it?" Mo Qianqian hurriedly pressed for answers. This was the crucial point. Otherwise, just as the man said, even if he didn’t kill him, he would inevitably die at the hands of those other demons and monsters.

"When you encounter it, you will naturally know," the armored middle-aged man continued. "For now, what you can do is test the faint power of the sun remaining in the first layer of the Ninefold Coffin and see if you can break through."

"The power of the sun? How do I test it?" Mo Qianqian asked in surprise.

"Absorb and refine the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi here. If you can break through, I will impart my spear arts to you," the armored middle-aged man said.

Mo Qianqian’s eyes lit up slightly. It was impossible for him to fathom just how strong this armored middle-aged man was. So, how formidable would his spear arts be? They certainly wouldn’t be weak. It would be a waste not to learn them!

"Senior, why are you helping me?" Mo Qianqian asked again. The other party had just declared his intention to kill him, but now he was suddenly offering to impart his spear arts. He feared things weren’t that simple.