C197 The Coffin

"Is this the reincarnation you're talking about?" Xiao Yu extended his hand, and an ancient symbol materialized within it.

The symbol, formed of light, shifted between black and white, morphing into various patterns and exuding an indescribable presence.

"A Reincarnation Imprint? How do you have such a thing? Just who are you?"

The voice from the stone coffin was astounded