The coffin was indeed very heavy, but the Purple Robe Lama was no weakling; he forcibly pushed it up.
Wanyan Hongsheng was somewhat surprised. In his view, the Purple Robe Lama was only exceptionally fast but average in strength. He didn't expect the Purple Robe Lama could withstand it. He slightly furrowed his brows, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he directly let go and then forcefully slapped the coffin.
The material of the coffin wasn't very sturdy. After Wanyan Hongsheng slapped it, a hole appeared, and blood gushed out.
The coffin was actually filled with blood, no wonder it was so heavy!
The Purple Robe Lama stood beneath the coffin, and the blood sprayed all over him. Seeing Wanyan Hongsheng release the coffin, he let out a roar, intending to throw the coffin away. But surprisingly, the coffin seemed glued to his hands, and he couldn't throw it off.
