Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 420 Within that bronze coffin lies a world!
Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng's minds rapidly regressed through the fragments of memory, as if pulled by an invisible force, returning to the core of the Heavenly Dao Space.

The pitch-black giant dog was still wrestling with the bronze coffin, its lower body still firmly gripped by the coffin, its flesh and blood mingling with the bronze, forming a bizarre symbiotic relationship.

Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng's gazes pierced through the cracks in the bronze coffin, and in an instant, an aura of decay and decay rushed towards them.

This time, the two finally saw the truth and knew what was being hidden.

Within that bronze coffin lies a shattered world!

The world inside the coffin resembled a torn wound, presenting a horrifying scene: the sky was a congealed scab, and the sun and moon were transformed into two festering eyeballs, hanging between cracked clouds.

The earth was like peeling skin, with dark red fleshy buds writhing beneath the exposed rock layers. Whenever the buds twitched, the entire continent would ooze foul-smelling pus and blood.

The once-thriving mountains and rivers are now twisted into folds like intestines, with viscous black water slowly churning between the ravines, and countless swollen limb remains floating on the surface.

Twelve colossal bronze pillars pierced the heavens and the earth, their shafts riddled with holes that seemed to expand and contract as if breathing, and each pillar was topped with a corpse that resembled both a god and a demon.

Above the blood-red clouds, half of a broken white jade staircase floated, each step engraved with long-faded immortal patterns, with the ancient seal characters "Thirty-Three Heavens Beyond Heaven" faintly visible.

At the end of the heavenly staircase, a collapsed palace leans against the blood-red void. The figure on the throne inside the palace has long since turned into withered bones, yet he still wears a nine-tassel crown and an imperial robe, his empty eye sockets staring down.

Further away, a thousand-foot-tall golden statue was pierced by seven bronze spears and hung in the sky.

The golden statue had its head bowed, its face both majestic and compassionate, yet black blood flowed from its seven orifices, each drop corroding a deep abyss into the earth.

It should be the remains of a Buddha.

The scorched earth was not soil, but rather a pile of ashes from the corpses of countless gods and demons. In some places, enormous skeletons could still be discerned.

A dragon skeleton stretches for hundreds of miles, its head severed, broken Immortal Binding Ropes wrapped around its horns, and scarlet fleshy whiskers growing from the gaps in its scales, still slowly wriggling.

Deep within a rift valley lies a three-headed, six-armed demon god, a rusted immortal sword embedded in his chest. The hilt is inscribed with the words "Exterminate Evil," but it has been soaked in filthy blood and lost its spirit.

Even more bizarrely, these remains were not completely dead. Whenever the regular fluctuations within the bronze coffin occurred, they would briefly "revive."

The dragon's mangled body twitched, the Buddha's golden body whispered, and the demon god's fingers trembled... as if an endless battle was still raging.

At the center of the world, there stands a giant bronze tree, with a fruit hanging from the end of each branch, its spiral patterns resembling a thousand hands and a thousand eyes.

Beneath the bronze tree lay a vast lake, upon which countless bronze coffins of the same design floated and sank, occasionally emitting seductive whispers from within.

A terrifying phantom of the Vermilion Bird was chained to the top of a bronze tree, surrounded by black flames, with only its charred skeleton still struggling.

A ferocious black tortoise shell was nailed to a tree trunk, black water seeping from the cracks in its shell, its head lowered, emitting a silent roar.

They seemed to still be trying to break free, but their struggles only made the bronze tree grow more luxuriantly, as if they had completely become nutrients for the bronze tree.

At the base of the bronze giant tree, which seems to suppress the core of the entire world, a scarlet aura still emanates from the base of the roots, and is constantly being drawn away by the bronze giant tree.

At that moment, the entire bronze coffin world suddenly trembled.

The giant black dog growled, pulling Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng back to reality. But the two knew that what was inside the bronze coffin was a calamity that the Ghost Blows Out the Light world could not contend with on its own.

Buried within is an era of immortals, Buddhas, gods, and demons that was devoured.

"I see……"

Yuan Tiangang's pupils contracted, and his voice was low as he guessed, "When the Heavenly Dao of this world was first born, it instinctively wanted to strengthen itself. Those scarlet auras should be the residual world essence emanating from the broken world inside the coffin."

"Thus, the Heavenly Dao of this realm merged with the world within this bronze coffin, unaware that the world within the coffin had already decayed!"

Li Chunfeng's expression was solemn: "Not only that, the world inside the bronze coffin was shattered. During the fusion process, some fragments merged into this world, transforming into countless imaginary spaces, which became the lairs of the ancient gods!"

The two exchanged a glance, their hearts filled with shock.

In the process of growing, the Heavenly Dao of the Ghost Blows Out the Light world sensed the bronze coffin floating in the Chaotic Void Sea and instinctively wanted to devour the world's origin within it to replenish itself.

However, the world inside the coffin had long been corrupted by some indescribable force, turning into a desolate and lifeless place.

When the consciousness of the Heavenly Dao merged with the coffin, those decaying and distorted rules permeated the real world and evolved into various ancient gods.

Serpent God: Its skeleton and brain retain the power of "transformation of realms", possessing the power to manipulate imaginary space, see through all things in the universe, and create bottomless ghost caves that affect the present world.

The Muchen Pearl is the medium for the immortality of the soul. Civilizations such as Jingjue and the Demon Kingdom arose because of it. It is a figurative number, the "yin" in the present world, the "black" on the white.

Poppy Ryuzaka: Devouring the world and distorting spacetime, like a black dragon in Norse mythology that dwells at the base of the World Tree, representing the very means of world destruction, the ultimate calamity that will end the world, and its existence is directly related to the demise of the world.

Nine-Headed God: A nine-headed god outside the universe, possessing the power to reverse cause and effect, rewind time, switch places with other beings, and use illusions to bewitch. He is the only being capable of rewriting the wheel of life and death, and is above all the ancient gods. His abilities involve the manipulation of the law of causality.

The Strange Tree of the Ghostly Realm: A tree capable of annihilating heaven and earth, reducing everything to nothingness...

The Ancient Tree of Life: Possesses the power to create time vortexes both parasitically and unmanipulatedly…

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The ancient gods who have survived to this day are all closely connected to the world and are arguably the most difficult beings to deal with.

"No wonder the Heavenly Dao of this realm is willing to sacrifice itself to eliminate the ancient gods!"

Li Chunfeng said in a deep voice, "These ancient gods are essentially projections of the decaying world inside the coffin. Their existence will continuously erode the foundation of the real world!"

After a moment of silence, the two finally understood why the world of Ghost Blows Out the Light was so bizarre.

The fusion of the Dao of Heaven and the coffin created a distorted and contradictory world.

Ancient gods are both the dark side of the world and a "malignant tumor" that the Heavenly Dao cannot completely eradicate.

Humans, on the other hand, become tools for the Heavenly Dao to fight against the ancient gods. Sima Hui, Hu Bayi, and others are all chosen ones secretly guided by the Heavenly Dao. Their adventures are essentially to cleanse the Heavenly Dao of its pollution.

(End of this chapter)