In the coffin, Chen Jiuyang slowly opened his eyes:
"The power of the Great Dao of Origin mastered by the Eighty-One Tribulations Dao Fruit is indeed extraordinary."
"If one masters this Dao, they can be immune to the erosion of all laws, and its effect is no less than 'The myriad races of the mortal world fear me as they do heaven'."
"And this is one's own Great Dao, not a defiance of heavenly principles."
Immediately, a cold glint flashed in Chen Jiuyang's eyes: "However, to use this bit of Dao power to deceive me."
"Damn insidious."
Everything before him was the calculation of the 'Zhuang Wu' Dao Fruit.
According to the 'Zhuang Wu' Dao Fruit's plan, Chen Jiuyang would throw the village chief into the coffin, then discover himself within the coffin, and then refine the Dao power.
In this way, the entire Sheng Cun, Si Di Cun, and Gui Yi Chen Jiuyang, as long as they entered this coffin, could all be refined into Dao power by Chen Jiuyang.
But doing so... would completely pave the way for the 'Zhuang Wu' Dao Fruit.
If not for the reminder from Princess 'Shi Le', Chen Jiuyang would not have discovered it.
Currently, in Chen Jiuyang's perception, all the 'other selves' of Chen Jiuyang from Sheng Cun stood outside the coffin. As if sensing that the village chief had been refined by Chen Jiuyang, they all glared at Chen Jiuyang with hatred, as if they would tear Chen Jiuyang to shreds the moment he stepped out of the coffin.
Chen Jiuyang frowned: "As expected."
"Boom!!!"
The moment Chen Jiuyang pushed open the coffin lid, he immediately soared into the sky.
"First..."
He needed to see if this Sheng Cun was indeed the Sansheng Tomb.
Chen Jiuyang stood high in the sky, then flew outwards with his true body.
An invisible membrane blocked Chen Jiuyang. Immediately, immortal light surged from Chen Jiuyang, vast, mysterious, solemn, and sacred, like an Immortal Emperor:
"I!"
"Swish swish swish!!!"
The boundary membrane before him instantly shattered and fell.
Then, the world before Chen Jiuyang's eyes suddenly changed.
Originally, Si Di Cun and Gui Yi Cun were on either side.
But now.
Rolling river water, vast heavens and earth, the familiar aura of the mortal world.
Chen Jiuyang's expression was a mixture of joy and worry: "It is indeed the mortal world..."
"Sheng Cun is the Sansheng Tomb, located in the mortal world. Gui Yi Cun is in the Jiuyou Wanwu Tomb, and Si Di Cun is the true trial ground for the 'contending for Dao' of the Dao Fruit."
"But now... it has not yet been born from death to break the deadlock."
"I need to verify it again."
Having escaped layer by layer, although Chen Jiuyang had some guesses in his heart, he could not rest assured until they were verified.
Chen Jiuyang raised his hand and waved, tearing through space, returning to the underground of Qingzhu City, and arriving before the Gate of the Dao Fruit.
The peerlessly beautiful San Hua Zhu Xian was sitting quietly. Suddenly, she sensed Chen Jiuyang's aura, opened her eyes, and looked up. Her eyes were filled with surprise, confusion, and bewilderment: "Why are you outside?"
"Have you passed the Dao Fruit assessment?"
Chen Jiuyang said in a deep voice: "Not so, but the Dao Fruit wants to be born for me."
San Hua Zhu Xian's expression changed slightly, and she frowned: "How can this be? This should be impossible."
"You satisfy the 'karma' for my master's Dao Fruit inheritance. My master's Dao Fruit should not refine you to be reborn."
"Thus, this karma would be destroyed."
Chen Jiuyang said: "Then the Dao Fruit of the Jiuyou Wanwu Tomb has also undergone a change."
Chen Jiuyang also faintly sensed something was wrong.
The Wanwu Fusheng Realm beneath the transcendent underground, the Jiuyou Wanwu Tomb, this netherworld, did not seem like the demeanor of such an supreme existence.
"We'll talk about it later. I have something to deal with now," Chen Jiuyang said.
After San Hua Zhu Xian's confirmation, the 'I' on Chen Jiuyang's body was indeed the power of the 'Zhuang Wu' Immortal Emperor's Dao Fruit.
"Then, next... is to be born from death."
Chen Jiuyang directly passed San Hua Zhu Xian, pushed open the door, and stepped into the Jiuyou Wanwu Tomb again.
He arrived at that terrifying market again.
Suddenly, a voice echoed in Chen Jiuyang's ear:
"My eyes are gone, can you lend me your eyes?"
Waves of chilling and terrifying sensations surged into Chen Jiuyang's heart, making his scalp tingle.
"This ghostly thing, it's always wandering around here?"
"What exactly is this ghostly thing..."
With a trace of the 'I' power of the Dao Fruit, Chen Jiuyang increasingly felt how terrifying this ghostly thing's strength was.
At least, his probing was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no idea of its depth.
Chen Jiuyang felt his body begin to grow cold, as if this ghostly thing were truly about to devour him.
Chen Jiuyang quickly hid inside a room and closed the door with all his might.
"My eyes are gone, can you lend me your eyes?"
Through the crack in the door, that chilling and terrifying voice echoed in the room, as if to erode Chen Jiuyang's body and mind.
"'I'!" Chen Jiuyang's vast, mysterious, solemn, and sacred voice sounded, protecting himself.
Immune to erosion.
The voice of this ghostly thing lingered outside the door for a long time. After an unknown period, it left, carrying a lantern.
"Ah!!!"
Then, Chen Jiuyang heard a desperate scream from a strong person in the small wooden house.
"Someone new who refined a Dao Fruit has fallen into the trap..."
Chen Jiuyang frowned, then immediately opened the door and walked towards the direction of the City of Ten Thousand Ghosts.
The moment he stepped out...
"Rumble!!!"
A bizarre, dark, and distorted 'Chen Jiuyang' appeared, staring intently at Chen Jiuyang, hatred burning in its eyes:
"You shouldn't be here! Die!"
"Here it comes!"
Chen Jiuyang's heart sank. If he wanted to observe the situation and break free, once he left the false Sheng Cun, he would be attacked by the 'Gui Yi' Chen Jiuyang.
And this 'Gui Yi' Chen Jiuyang was the contingency plan laid out by the 'Zhuang Wu' Dao Fruit, capable of suppressing Chen Jiuyang in all aspects of combat power.
He had long anticipated this.
Chen Jiuyang's Martial Dao Furnace and the divine being on his celestial platform erupted with full power. Chen Jiuyang, without any doubt of falsehood, rushed directly into the dense white mist.
Immediately afterward, he felt terrifying, monstrous malice surging from all directions, as if wanting to tear him apart and devour him.
"Fortunately... I have Princess 'Shi Le' as a helper..."
"Otherwise, I would truly have a hard time passing this trial."
Chen Jiuyang frowned, moving forward with all his might. The dense white mist did not harm him, attracting the attention of many ghostly things within this mist.
These were like evil spirits in hell, each at least at the Emperor realm, beings that the current Chen Jiuyang could not deal with.
Chen Jiuyang called out: "'Shi Le'!"
But there was no response.
This viscous white mist before him must still hide secrets within.
"Clang clang clang!!!"
An attack struck Chen Jiuyang. Chen Jiuyang immediately raised his hand and swung the Yan Sheng Saber to resist.
"Crack—"
Chen Jiuyang's expression sank. The Yan Sheng Saber, which had been invincible for countless years, actually had a crack and a gap appear on its body from a casual blow.