When that coffin appeared, a mix of rot and death aura appeared. It felt as if smelling it would cause people to rapidly age.

The sky instantly turned dark. The giant coffin floated above Ku Wuya’s head, unleashing black mist.

“Gui Yun, I’ll give you the championship. Scram! I’ll kill him myself!” roared Ku Wuya.

He was truly infuriated. He had never been so vexed in this lifetime. All his moves were seen through by Long Chen. No matter what he did, he was easily countered.

In front of Long Chen, it was like he was a novice to the cultivation world. That feeling of powerlessness drove him mad.

That intense feeling of being thwarted also made him uneasy. Ever since he had found the Corpse Devil Dao,...