Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!

Under the crushing effect of the coffin, the ground had long since shattered. Those Wilderness tribe powerhouses who wanted to approach were all blocked; only those from the Human Clan could draw near.

The powerful aura still lingered.

From within the coffin, an inexplicable throbbing could be heard clearly, as if a heart was beating...

Zi Yan opened her eyes wide, staring at the coffin. At that moment, she seemed to see something inside it—a white mist.

The interior was densely inscribed with ancient text, like some terrible seal.

She glanced at Bai Yunfei not far away, then looked at Chen Shixian. If that previous scheme to kill the Divine Body had succeeded, would I have broken through to King Tao by now?

"Chen Pingping hasn't appeared," Bai Yunfei murmured. "Is he observing the battle?"

He had a feeling that Chen Pingping was always lurking in the shadows.

Nearby, the Divine King elder spoke, "With me here, would he dare show his face?"

That time at Bright Moon Palace, Chen Pingping had thoroughly conned them, and they had nearly perished in the Ancient City. Fortunately, they were blessed with great luck.

If they saw Chen Pingping again, they would undoubtedly slay him.

Not only that, but Li Pu of the Dayu Dynasty also hadn't appeared for a long time. Has he perished?

"I can't move forward," Shi Yi gasped. "No wonder they all stopped."

"What do we do now?" Nangong Jue asked. "Should we give up?"

"No," Shi Yi shook his head. "They are waiting."

Zi Yan, Bai Yunfei, and the Divine Body, Chen Shixian, were already very close to the coffin, less than a hundred meters away, yet no one took another step forward.

The powerful aura, like a series of mountains pressing down, forced them to stop and watch...

「At this moment!」

Several miles away, on a tall mountain, Guang Xiaoyu looked eagerly at the coffin. "This really is a Great Opportunity," she said. "The Divine Soul fragment of the Primitive Demon God. If one could integrate it, their cultivation would surely advance, but there are risks."

Even integrating the body of the Primitive Demon God carried risks, let alone his Divine Soul fragment, which was laden with far too many terrible things: resentment, killing intention.

The slightest misstep, and one might suffer a backlash, becoming a vessel for the Primitive Demon God's resurrection.

Eight Treasures Chicken agreed, "That's right. Within the Wasteland, one can meddle with the Primitive Demon God's body, but not his Divine Soul fragments—not a single piece."

It then added, "Moreover, I have a bad feeling about this coffin; it seems like it was tossed out by someone."

Despite this, Guang Xiaoyu confidently declared, "The Divine Soul fragment of the Primitive Demon God—I want it."

Eight Treasures Chicken: "..."

She smiled, leading the old yellow ox as they boldly stepped out.

Chen Pingping, who was behind her, did not stop them.

MOO!

The old yellow ox bellowed, the sound echoing around, drawing the gazes of many, including Chen Shixian, Zi Yan, and Bai Yunfei.

Seeing the newcomer was Guang Xiaoyu, they immediately smiled. "So, you've finally arrived?"

Among the Wilderness tribe powerhouses, many recognized Guang Xiaoyu and were aghast. She was still alive—the Human Clan Demon cultivator... Rumor had it she had stepped into the Abyss, found the Primitive Demon God's eyes, and merged with them.

If nothing unexpected had happened, she should have become a target pursued by the entire Ancient Races. With the Master of the Wilderness and Shang watching her, how could she still be alive?

The powerhouses from the Eighteen Great Royal Clans who had taken action in the past now wore grave expressions. They had received orders from the Ancient Races to dispatch Sixth-Order powerhouses.

The result was that all of them were slain, and to this day, the reason remained unknown.

"This girl has grown stronger again," Bai Yunfei murmured softly.

"Is that Guang Xiaoyu? The one who defeated the Divine Body?" asked the Divine King elder.

"Yes!"

Not far away, Nangong Jue called out cheerfully, "Xiao Yu."

"That's 'Junior Sister' to you," she retorted, rolling her eyes.

"Xiao Yu, it's dangerous here," Nangong Jue said, unconcerned. "You shouldn't come any closer."

Dangerous? Guang Xiaoyu's lips curled slightly as she walked forward step by step, the old yellow ox following closely behind. Soon, she entered the area crushed by the coffin's pressure.

Several thousand meters, one thousand meters, eight hundred meters, five hundred meters...

She drew closer and closer. Passing Bai Yunfei's position, she sneered, "The genius of Youming Valley? Nothing more than this."

Bai Yunfei's face darkened.

But what shocked him more was how effortless her steps were, as if she felt no pressure from the coffin at all, walking as if on flat ground.

But... how is that possible?

Soon, she reached Chen Shixian's position and asked, "Reached King Tao yet?"

Her casual remark was deeply humiliating to Chen Shixian. It was as if Guang Xiaoyu was saying, You're at least a Divine Body, and a ranked one at that. You've been in the Wasteland for years, and you still haven't stepped into King Tao? Are you even capable?

Chen Shixian remained silent.

Finally, Guang Xiaoyu arrived in front of Zi Yan and sized her up with great interest.

Zi Yan wasn't far from the Divine Body. But one had to remember, Chen Shixian was an Ancient Divine Body, yet she hadn't managed to get further than Zi Yan.

This woman is not simple, Guang Xiaoyu thought.

Her easy, smiling advance left the Wilderness tribe powerhouses dumbfounded.

That was too easy, wasn't it? Could it be that she doesn't feel the coffin's pressure?

"'The bloodline of a Sage is indeed extraordinary. What a pity...'" Guang Xiaoyu said, shaking her head without explaining further, leaving Zi Yan in deep suspense.

Zi Yan frowned, pondering the meaning behind "what a pity."

The young woman and the ox walked towards the coffin.

One hundred meters, eighty, fifty... Her expression remained calm, her body light as a feather, her steps firm, as if the coffin's pressure meant nothing to her.

Everyone stared in a daze.

Ultimately, she stopped ten meters from the coffin, glanced at the old yellow ox beside her, her eyes darting about, lost in thought.

After a long moment, she lifted her head and whispered, "Indeed!"

The aura of the old yellow ox was incredibly strong; it could even easily block the oppressive force released by the Divine Soul fragment, giving her a state of being All Skill Immune.

She smiled, as if she had found a priceless treasure.

"What?" a Wilderness tribe powerhouse gasped. "She actually did it! How is that possible?"

Of all the Human Clan cultivators present, only she had managed to approach the coffin so easily. It was astonishing!

At this moment, Eight Treasures Chicken couldn't help but exclaim, "This is a conspiracy! It definitely is! Those people from the west are behind this conspiracy; they want to revive their ancestors from the past!"

It recalled some terrifying records about the battlefield suppressed deep within the Boundary Monument. Ancestors of the Wilderness tribe and forebears of the Human Clan were there. They were all immensely powerful. If the seal of the Boundary Monument were to break, the battlefield would be revealed once again.

When that time came, the powerful figures suppressed in the past would be revived.

Eight Treasures Chicken trembled as it spoke, "No, we can't touch the coffin! It's a key—the key to unlocking the Boundary Monument... Big Brother, hurry... stop Xiaoyu!"

Chen Pingping, holding Hei, the little black dog, said, "Wait for me here."

A transformation pill altered his appearance, and with his aura fluctuations concealed, no one could recognize him as he walked out now.

He had also largely concealed the little black dog in his arms.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, he approached the coffin as easily as Guang Xiaoyu had.

She blinked, looking at his bearded face, and suppressed a smile. "What for?" she asked.

There were many people around. Since her senior brother did not wish to reveal his identity, she naturally would not say his name.

Chen Pingping said, "You guard this spot. Don't let anyone get close. I'll go take a look!" With that, he took a step forward, entering the Boundary Monument area along the path above the coffin.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Guang Xiaoyu's ability to ignore the coffin's pressure had already astonished them. Now, another Human Clan cultivator had arrived and stepped into the Boundary Monument area in just a few strides.

Even Guang Xiaoyu's mouth fell open. She had been able to get this far mainly because the aura of the old yellow ox enveloped her, allowing her to avoid the coffin's immense pressure.

But Chen Pingping only had little Hei in his arms, and it possessed no such aura, only the Abyss Sword Dao within its master.