Boom!
A Brahma sound violently exploded!
Lu Yuzhen suddenly raised his head.
He saw the void shatter, and a golden dazzling coffin hanging upside down fell thunderously from the void, with its falling direction precisely where he stood.
"What is this?"
At this moment, the uneasiness in the heart of the Paperman Taoist reached its peak!
He transformed into countless paper snowflakes.
However, it was all in vain.
With a thud, accompanied by the settling of the Brahma sound, the golden dazzling coffin, like a stabilizing needle, heavily smashed into the center of the temple ground.
Lu Yuzhen felt as if everything around him had been anchored.
From this large coffin, golden Buddha blood flowed…
A familiar aura of Taoist intent seeped out from the coffin.
"This is the coffin of the Zen Master."
Xie Xuanyi calmly said, "You should be quite familiar with it... after all, you've been chased by him along the River of Destiny for so many years."
"Zen Master…"
