Lord Of Martial Arts

As the seven senior royal members discussed their plans, Darren followed them in silence, listening carefully. They acted like he wasn't even there.

'So the real reason why the royal family embarked on this trip is to reach this purple mist area and obtain something, '

Darren thought to himself. 'I may be able to find an advantage again, if I'm cautious.'

"Are you sure it's here?"

"According to what that man wrote in his notes, it should be right here."

"All right! Everyone, put on your protective armor and follow me. We came to the ruins to obtain the dragon vein, so that our clan can regain its glory. If we fail, we will die and we will not have a burial place. This is your last chance, brothers. Are you with me?"

"We have no regrets. It would be an honor to die for our clan. Let's go!"

Removing a set of purple-gold armor from their storage space units, everyone got dressed until every inch of their bodies was protected.

"Wait a minute. In fact, there is more than one dragon vein in these ruins! There are three of them!"

"What?! Didn't His Maje

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fore he came to the conclusion that his judgment was skewed. 'It sounds like a heart beating. Maybe there isn't a dragon vein in there. What if it's a heart?'

"It still won't budge."

The seven men stood side by side and bombarded the coffin with their god's power, but it was like the lid was cemented on. They scratched their chins, unable to figure out how to remove it.

"Wait a minute! I have an idea! A drop of blood might be able to open it."

"Yes! In the ancestor of the Red Demon Clan's notes, it said that almost all of the treasures here could be controlled if you mix blood with them. Maybe this coffin is one of them. If that is the case, we can mix our blood with it and then open it with our spiritual senses."

"Maddox, drip some of your blood onto it. Let's see if it works."

A few seconds later, one of the senior royal members, whose name was Maddox Donghuang, cut his finger and held it over the coffin. His arm was shaking.

Sizzle...

Several large drops of hot blood dripped onto the coffin and a small puff of white mist floated into the air.