Chapter 5194: Opening the Coffin

"A grave? Senior, do you mean… the Holy Land of the Ancient Demon God Clan is actually a grave?!" Xiao Fan was shocked.

"That's right, that is exactly what I mean." From within the ancient painting, the King of Ten Thousand Weapons' calm voice drifted out.

"This… are the people of the Ancient Demon God Clan unaware of this?!"

"They are certainly aware of it. Of course, they are not wrong to treat this place as a Holy Land, after all, the God-Demon Body is here."

"God-Demon Body? What is that?!"

"Hehehe… It is the Origin Body that projects the God-Demon Dharma Body." From within the ancient painting, the King of Ten Thousand Weapons' laughter drifted out.

"Senior! Do you mean? Everything the people of the Ancient Demon God Clan see is just the Dharma Body projected by that God-Demon Body?!" Xiao Fan asked.

"That's right."

"Senior! Then… do you have a way! To let me see the God-Demon Body?!" Xiao Fan became interested.

"A way? Well, there is one…" From within the ancient painting, the King of Ten Thousand Weapons' hesitant voice drifted out.

Clearly, the King of Ten Thousand Weapons was somewhat disdainful of grave robbing…

But in order for Xiao Fan to become stronger, the King of Ten Thousand Weapons decided to help him.

After all, Xiao Fan's current identity is the Successor of the Ancient Burial.

"Hahaha… Senior is mighty! Having an elder in the house is like having a treasure! Senior! I leave it to you!" Xiao Fan laughed loudly.

"You glib-tongued brat…" The King of Ten Thousand Weapons sighed helplessly and could only help Xiao Fan break the Restriction of the great hall.

The Restriction of the Ancient Demon God Clan's Holy Land was not a Magic Array Restriction, so Wanxiang could not break it either.

Because this was actually a Divine Weapon, and there was no Divine Weapon in the world that the King of Ten Thousand Weapons could not crack…

The ancient painting flew to the center of the great hall, revealing the figure of the King of Ten Thousand Weapons.

He took out countless Magical Artifacts from the ancient painting and began to dig a pit and shovel the earth…

"Bang" "Clap" "Bang"…

Seeing this scene, Xiao Fan and the others were all dumbfounded.

"Senior, what are you doing?!" Xiao Fan was stunned.

"Digging for the God-Demon Body! What else would I be doing?!" The King of Ten Thousand Weapons raised an eyebrow.

Xiao Fan: "…"

Everyone: "…"

"No! Senior! You aren't saying! We have to keep digging like this, right?!" Xiao Qing asked curiously.

"Of course." The King of Ten Thousand Weapons nodded. "What do you know? This soil is not simple; it contains the aura of gods and demons. If you touch it rashly, it will easily corrode your soul and flesh…"

"So? Senior, you… are really planning to dig out the God-Demon Body?!" Xiao Fan asked.

"That's right!"

Everyone: "…"

Xiao Fan and the others exchanged glances. Since the King of Ten Thousand Weapons wanted to dig, they would just let him do it; they didn't have to exert any effort anyway.

Given the King of Ten Thousand Weapons' status and position, he was naturally knowledgeable and experienced.

Soon, Xiao Fan discovered that what the King of Ten Thousand Weapons said was correct…

As they dug deeper, Xiao Fan felt the change in the soil. It was not ordinary soil, but a strange, bone-white soil.

Not to mention touching it, even just getting close to it made one feel their Bloodline surging…

"Hehehe… Do you believe me now? I didn't lie to you, did I?" The King of Ten Thousand Weapons raised an eyebrow.

"Senior! It's fortunate that we have you." Xiao Fan exclaimed in admiration.

"Stop flattering me, it's useless…" The King of Ten Thousand Weapons curled his lip.

Soon, the King of Ten Thousand Weapons had dug ten thousand zhang underground, and Xiao Fan and the others saw a black iron coffin.

Above the black iron coffin, terrifying God-Demon power flowed. Judging from the aura, the person was at least an expert in the Ancient Emperor Realm during their lifetime.

"Senior, can we open the coffin?!" Xiao Fan asked.

"Naturally." The King of Ten Thousand Weapons nodded. With a wave of his hand, hundreds of Divine Weapons flew out, intending to pry open the coffin.

"Boom"

Suddenly, the black iron coffin emitted a heavy pressure, blasting away the King of Ten Thousand Weapons' Magical Artifacts.

"Disturbing the slumber of the God-Demon ancestors, you are seeking death…" The voice Xiao Fan and the others had heard earlier drifted out from the black iron coffin.

"Hehehe… It finally came out again." Xiao Fan laughed. "Senior, who is this voice?"

"It is merely the artifact spirit of the coffin… Just destroy it." The King of Ten Thousand Weapons said calmly.

Hearing the King of Ten Thousand Weapons say this, Xiao Fan's Battle Intent surged, and he prepared to destroy the coffin's artifact spirit.