Coffin?
Where the bed should have been in the sleeping chamber, there was a coffin placed prominently.
It was a red coffin, blood-red.
No....
Not just blood-red.
It was actual blood.
The color of this red coffin wasn't red paint, it was dyed with blood.
Even though this coffin had existed for countless years, it still emitted an extremely pungent smell of blood.
Suddenly.
Lin Yuan remembered those Corpse Transformation Demon Gods outside, who were all mummies.
Could it be that their blood wasn't dried up from being buried in mounds for countless years?
No, absolutely not.
They weren't ordinary people, they were Demon Gods, and in their lifetime, they were dignified Tier Ones.
Even though they were buried for countless years, their bodies, although decayed, still existed.
Being flesh and blood, since the flesh existed, there was no reason for the blood not to exist.
However, Lin Yuan was sure that those Corpse Transformation Demon Gods were all mummies.
Then...
