Xianxia: I Built the Heavenly Secret Pavilion; All People Worships Me (Patreon)

Chapter 107: Rising from the Coffin!

Entering the grand hall, it was empty, a void unlike the outside world. It felt as if stepping into another dimension, with no distinctions of up, down, left, or right. Everywhere was pitch black, saturated with a thick demonic aura.

In essence, this was the paradise for demonic cultivation.

"A small paradise?" Yang Qiu's heart shivered. He hadn't expected that his own sect would possess such profound reserves.

"Yang Qiu, why have you come here today?" A majestic, old voice resonated from the void, carrying a wave like that of Wang Yang, reaching tens of thousands of miles, sending shivers down one's spine. Judging by the current momentum, it was evident that the speaker was a Saint King Realm entity.

"Disciple is here today to inform all the Supreme Elders that the Scarlet Flame Holy Land's Ancestor, with an Imperial Weapon, intends to wage war against the Radiant Light Holy Land!"

"Oh?" A light 'oh' came from the void, calm and without a hint of surprise. "How does their war concern the Nine Nether Demon Sect?"

The voice echoed again, and the statement was not false. Even if two Holy Lands went to war, wielding Imperial weapon, what could they do? The Nine Nether Demon Sect lacked Imperial weapon. Participating would only lead to disaster. A slight misstep might even result in the destruction of the entire sect.

"Think about it, elders. When the Scarlet Flame Holy Land's Ancestor, with an Imperial Weapon, heads to the Radiant Light Holy Land, the Radiant Light Holy Land will inevitably resist with their own Imperial Weapon. At that time, it will be an opportunity for our Nine Nether Demon Sect!" Yang Qiu exclaimed with excitement.

"You're overthinking it," another voice spoke up, cold and abnormal, not sounding like something a human could produce. It held an icy force that went deep into the bone marrow. "The Radiant Light Holy Land has stood for millions of years. Do you think they rely solely on one Imperial Weapon? Don't forget, their sect's great formation is also of Emperor Grade!"

An Imperial Weapon was like the most potent spear, while an Emperor Grade formation was the most formidable shield. The Radiant Light Holy Land had both—a spear in one hand and a shield in the other. Even if another Holy Land brought an Imperial Weapon, it wouldn't affect them. If needed, they could activate their formation and stay within the sect, impervious to any external threats. If their Quasi Emperor intervened, the situation would become even more unpredictable.

"Cough, esteemed elders," Yang Qiu cleared his throat and slowly spoke, "What if the junior has a way to break through their mountain protection formation?"

"Hmm?" A light hum echoed.

Boom!

As if the heavens and earth were turning upside down, countless black symbols surged out, dark radiance flooding the entire small paradise, causing it to tremble. The terrifying power drowned the world, filling every corner. In the sky, eight majestic figures simultaneously appeared, each exuding supreme majesty, their divine senses creating waves like Wang Yang, surging and overwhelming, causing the heavens and earth to move.

Among these eight, six were Saint Kings, while Yang Qiu couldn't discern the depth of the other two, presumably figures of the Great Saint Realm. They stood in two rows on either side, with a coffin in the middle. It was made of an unknown material, seeming to have experienced countless ages, appearing tattered and emitting a hint of decay. It looked as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.

Eight pairs of eyes simultaneously focused on Yang Qiu, making his complexion change instantly.

"Yang Qiu!" An old and withered figure, hunched in stature, with a hoarse voice, said, "Did you just say you have a way to break the Radiant Light Holy Land's mountain protection formation?"

"Yes," Yang Qiu affirmed. Although he currently didn't have a method, a quick visit to the Heavenly Secret Pavilion would solve the issue. However, going to the Heavenly Secret Pavilion incurred significant costs, and these venerable ancestors had to be willing to open their purses.

"Explain in detail," a high-ranking elder said coldly, resembling a Demon Lord standing above the ninth heaven, intimidating the mortal realm.

"Uh," Yang Qiu hesitated, rubbed his hands awkwardly, and said, "Actually, it's related to the Heavenly Secret Pavilion. Esteemed elders, you should understand that the reason I became a Saint is thanks to the guidance of the Pavilion Master.

"Earlier, in a conversation with the Pavilion Master, I overheard him mentioning that he knows the method to break the Radiant Light Holy Land's formation. However, the price…"

"Heavenly Secret Pavilion?" The eight exchanged glances, seeing the expression in each other's eyes. As Yang Qiu's seniors, they had heard of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion's reputation, especially after witnessing Yang Qiu's rise to Sainthood. If it could truly break the Radiant Light Holy Land's mountain protection formation, they might consider taking a gamble.

"Is what you said just now possible?" A grey-clothed elder on the right side of the coffin opened his eyes, waves of overwhelming power emanating from him, as if an ancient ferocious beast had awakened, ready to shatter the entire world.

This was a Great Saint! He was intrigued as well!

They don't care about the mere price. The Nine Nether Demon Sect has a great cause and can still get some good things. What they care about is the authenticity of this matter.

"The truth is certain, and moreover," Yang Qiu looked up and continued, "I once purchased a piece of information in the Heavenly Secret Pavilion. The Quasi Emperor of the Radiant Light Holy Land is not currently in the Holy Land but in the Chaos Star Sea!"

Ka-cha!

As Yang Qiu's words fell, the coffin, which had been silent, made a crisp sound. The coffin lid opened a crack, and a thin, withered hand reached out, grabbing the edge. In that moment, a gust of wind blew out from the coffin. Each gust, black in color, cut through the void, slicing through chaos, filling the heavens and earth with a chilling aura.

It was like a Death God from hell, breaking free from its cage and descending upon the world, ready to carry out a world-ending mission. The surging killing intent filled the air like a hurricane!

Throughout the ages, the universe above and below shivered because of this deathly wind!