Lu Yun didn’t dare incur the wrath of a sovereign buried within an outer-coffin, which in turn was held in a regular coffin. If he accidentally let whoever she was out, she’d rip apart even sovereigns from the sacred palaces, much less Lu Yun and Ying Luo.

What a pity that the ten Yama Kings have all been filled. I could’ve tried taking her otherwise. Lu Yun sighed softly as he looked at the quietly resting corpse.

“We can’t touch the piece of the core here. Let’s go look for shards elsewhere,” he said to Ying Luo.

“Mm.” Ying Luo nodded. “Ah, have you noticed that no matter which realm monster corpse we enter, we’d always end up here in the end?”

Her attitude now bore...