"Bang!"
The coffin opened, but there was nothing inside.
Yet, this coffin could resist the influence of the temporal storm.
In a semi-conscious state, Wang Ye's divine soul entered it directly, instinctively controlling this treasure to carry him through the temporal storm.
Unfortunately, this did no good at all.
This coffin treasure could only protect his divine soul from destruction.
Fortunately, he had unexpectedly snatched the power controlled by the strange soul just before its death, gradually wielding it.
A peculiar power, the will of death allowed him to clearly perceive the temporal storm.
At this moment, the coffin treasure Wang Ye was in could unexpectedly escape the influence of the temporal storm.
He realized he was moving continuously in a certain direction.
However, the more he wanted to escape the temporal storm, the stronger the suction behind him and the pulling force around him became.
To completely break free seemed somewhat difficult.
