C153 The Huge Coffin Rose into the Sky!

With a whoosh, the bronze monument, like a streak of ethereal green lightning, shot through the archway from beyond the forbidden grounds, rapidly closing in. As it neared, it unexpectedly decelerated, becoming crystal clear to Yu Yuan's eyes.

He keenly sensed that the monument was beckoned by the colossal bronze coffin below. It was as if the arrival of this single piece was essential for the one resting within the coffin to fully awaken.

"Shatter! Shatter! Shatter!" The will of the sword soul echoed insistently within his arm.

Yu Yuan's arm bone seared like a branding iron, his mind a resonating chamber for the sword soul's imperatives. His body no longer felt like his own.

Standing at the edge of the monument, Yu Yuan, without needing to glance, simply lifted his arm and pointed into the distance. The turbulent spiritual energy around him, in an instant, settled into an eerie calm.

Then, in a mere heartbeat, the spiritual energy coalesced into a dazzling beam of light. Flecks of sword light, embedded in Yu Yuan's arm bone, burst forth like tiny, crimson crystals intermingling with the radiant stream.

The luminous stream, subtly sword-shaped, thrust towards the distant, diminutive bronze monument. The cacophony of the world fell silent at that moment.

Yu Yuan experienced a peculiar sensation, as if with that strike, the sword soul, too, had departed.

The radiant beam, laced with red crystals, drew in sword lights from the earth's depths, piercing through cosmos and void with razor-sharpness, impaling the bronze monument.

The monument was penetrated in a flash. As the light passed through, rivers teeming with Alien Soul Evil Spirits surged forth from within the bronze coffin.

These rivers, as if woven and kneaded from the Alien Soul Evil Spirits, stretched forth to meet the luminous stream.

"Chi! Chi!" The bright light, imbued with the sword soul and the myriad sword lights from the earth's core, was corroded by the rivers of Alien Soul Evil Spirits.

"Crack!" Beside Lim Zhuyun, the Splitting Soul Staff soared and struck the bright stream. The crimson crystals shattered, and the sword beams dissolved under the assault of the Alien Soul Evil Spirits, fading into oblivion.

Yu Yuan felt a profound sorrow as he realized his connection to the sacred confines of the Forbidden Area had been irrevocably severed.

Within his arm bone, the sword light was devoid of any peculiar energy, and the presence of soul consciousness had vanished.

All that remained were the most mundane of marks, symbols etched into the bone.

The divine was no more.

The radiant stream of light gradually faded until it was spent.

Hantian and Green Incubus, within the bronze monument, were relentlessly pummeled by an unending barrage of lightning waterfalls, now stripped of their mysterious auras.

The White Ghost stood there too, just like him, upon the monument.

The sword light that had doggedly pursued the White Ghost was swept away mid-chase by the bright stream, granting her a narrow escape from death.

The monument, now minuscule in comparison to its original size, plummeted into the bronze coffin.

Inside the coffin, countless Alien Soul Evil Spirits desperately burrowed into the monument's breach, as if to forcibly mend and heal the gap.

From the depths of the bronze coffin, an ancient and formidable presence began to stir.

This presence bore a striking resemblance to that of the sword soul.

Yet, it was imbued with boundless malevolence, as if a devil of this world sought to command the reverence of all beings.

Whoosh!

The greatly diminished bronze monument was once again expelled from the bronze coffin.

The White Ghost's spectral form was uncontrollably yanked into it.

Despite her wails and pleas, nothing could alter her fate.

Boom!

The massive monument transformed into a lid, sealing the bronze coffin.

With its lid secured, the bronze coffin, buried deep within the earth, burst forth with a blinding divine radiance.

Innumerable inscriptions surfaced once more upon the lid.

Yu Yuan gazed at the ground beneath him as though beholding a resplendent galaxy; each inscription became a twinkling star, casting their luminous glow within the celestial river.

The essences of Hantian and Green Incubus were utterly obscured, their whereabouts unknown.

Yu Yuan was overcome with a profound sense of defeat, recognizing his powerlessness against the Divine Soul Sect's most formidable demon within this sacred ground.

"My realm is too weak; my strength insufficient to wield that sword intent."

Neither Hantian nor Green Incubus, nor even the White Ghost, were within his capacity to contend with.

And the entity within the bronze coffin was even further beyond his reach.

Suddenly, a searing pain pierced his brow.

A consciousness emerged from the depths of the bronze coffin, defying the expanse between them, as if it were descending upon him with an unstoppable force.

Yu Yuan's face paled in shock as he instantly realized that the sinner from the Divine Soul Sect was employing bizarre Soul Arts to scrutinize him thoroughly.

"Hmm?" A deep, raspy voice echoed in his mind.

The sinner from the Divine Soul Sect appeared taken aback, as if stumbling upon some arcane secret. He murmured, "So that's it. No wonder the sword soul he left behind has acknowledged you."

While Yu Yuan was still trying to make sense of the situation, he felt an unseen force lift his body into the air. He slowly drifted away from the bronze coffin.

Before long, he was carried across the wilderness, gently set down upon the smooth, frosty expanse.

The burning sting at the center of his forehead had vanished without a trace. The sinner from the Divine Soul Sect had merely swept his gaze over Yu Yuan, uncovered some secret, and then, unexpectedly, ceased his probing.

He didn't pursue Yu Yuan's death.

"Live well," the deep, hoarse voice intoned once more. "In this lifetime, you may well achieve your heart's desire. Our paths, it seems, are destined to cross again."

With a whoosh, the bronze coffin burst forth from the earth's depths, its divine brilliance shining brightly as it soared toward the heavens, its formidable presence unchallenged by the so-called Heaven Sealing Soul Transformation Formation.

The bronze coffin shattered the barrier enveloping the forbidden void with an unmatched ferocity, slicing through the sky, indifferent to the relentless assault of thunder and lightning, as it made its way toward the starry expanse beyond.

Yu Yuan could barely discern the coffin shrinking to a speck of light, no larger than a grain of rice.

A realization dawned on him that the enigmatic bronze coffin had whisked away the Sky Shocking Emperor, the Green Incubus, and the White Ghost. They had all momentarily escaped the vast cosmos, venturing into the Outland Star River.

"Let me live well?" His thoughts were a tangle of confusion. He couldn't fathom why he, the sword soul's chosen bearer, had been spared by the entity within the coffin—a being otherwise doomed to suppression.

With a mere whim, the figure inside the coffin could have obliterated his very soul.

Yet, in the end, after seemingly uncovering his deepest secret of reincarnation, the entity expressed a wish for Yu Yuan to fulfill his aspirations in this life and hinted at a future reunion.

Yu Yuan was completely baffled.

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