Crash… Following the fish molt’s disappearance, everyone caught sight of the coffin hidden within the giant white mountain.

Swish! Xu Yangyi was simply without another thought. His hand swiped over his storage ring, and the Chasing Skylark answered his summons and came out. He stepped onto the artifact and suddenly charged towards the coffin!

In a flash, the skylark’s speed was at full throttle! With a swoosh, all that remained on the ocean surface was a white scar and sea spray that surged up by over three meters on both sides!

“Pull the coffin!” Ye Old Four shouted angrily. Xu Yangyi’s actions roused everyone! The millennium-old Danxia Temple… A hidden coffin in its belly… This coffin was bound to be concealing an absolute secret! There was no way that it could be allowed to continue sinking down like this!

It was also impossible… to let someone apart from himself touch it first!

Swoosh… His jeweled parasol silently appeared and swiftly unfurled. He flipped and jumped onto the parasol’s surface. In an instant, the parasol stormed towards the coffin like lightning! It was like an arrow leaving a bow!

Everyone moved.

Fahui trod on white lotuses, yet his speed wasn’t any slower than a magik artifact. For the first time, anxiety appeared on his ordinarily calm face. With a single step, he went beyond 300 to 400 meters, fast like arcing electricity!

Two butterfly-like wings grew out from Sister Nine’s back. In her original position,...