Sky coffin

"Liu Su, I'm here!"

Zhao Mian's sudden appearance boosted my confidence.

He stood in front of me, and Queen Mother Xi stopped immediately.

I controlled one of the nine five-clawed golden dragons to come to Zhao Mian.

Zhao Mian and I stood together, with fear in the eyes of Queen Mother of the West and God Haotian.

Zhao Mian looked at me and said, "Thank you so much for holding on for such a long time, but you will still need to deal with the aftermath."

I watched Zhao Mian quietly without speaking.

Zhao Mian continued: "I will enter your body and completely integrate with you. By then, your strength will be greatly improved, and defeating the saint should be a piece of cake."

I smiled at Zhao Mian and said, "No, I refuse."

Zhao Mian was startled, frowned, and asked, "What are you doing? This is the only way to win. If you refuse, all your efforts will be in vain!"

I said calmly: "Do you still remember what I once said to you?"

"Words? What words?"

I replied: "You are not my evil soul, nor my shadow. Your name is Zhao Mian, you are my friend and my brother."

Zhao Mian's pupils trembled slightly, and shock flashed in his eyes.

"With what you know about me, would I choose victory at the expense of you?"

Zhao Mian took a deep breath and said to me: "Liu Su, there is no other way now. Only when I return to your body can you have the ability and capital to defeat them."

"You won't be able to act on your own initiative."

"If this battle fails, not only you, but the entire world will suffer!"

Faced with Zhao Mian's words of persuasion, I still maintained my own thoughts.

I slowly extended my fist towards Zhao Mian and said, "I know that we can only win this battle, not lose."

"But Zhao Mian, what I hope is to fight with you, not to sacrifice for success."

Zhao Mian looked at my stretched out fist and smiled helplessly, saying, "There's really nothing I can do against you."

"Well, since you have made up your mind, I can only rely on you."

As he said that, Zhao Mian also extended his fist toward me.

"Also, I have to correct you. I have never said that I am your friend or your brother."

Zhao Mian's fist touched mine lightly.

Our fists collided, and Zhao Mian and I burst out with overwhelming fighting spirit.

Rather than sacrifice, it would be better for Zhao Mian and I to fight our way out.

I took a deep breath, opened my right hand slightly, and the Zhuxian Sword flew towards the palm of my right hand.

I held the Zhuxian Sword, and then handed the Xianxian Sword to Zhao Mian.

Zhao Mian looked at Sanqing with a solemn expression.

"Liu Su, I think you have seen something is wrong with Sanqing."

I asked: "What happened to them? Are they possessed?"

Zhao Mian shook his head and said: "No, they are just like me, they just have evil thoughts."

"However, the evil thoughts of Sanqing should be as powerful as the main body. If I guessed correctly, Sanqing is sealed on the ninth floor of the sky coffin."

"The way of heaven has collapsed, and Sanqing, as a saint, shoulders the responsibility of repairing the way of heaven."

"However, the evil thoughts are raging, and even the saints cannot resist them. I think Sanqing eliminated the evil thoughts from the body, and then voluntarily was sealed in the ninth layer of the sky coffin."

I was slightly startled, if according to what Zhao Mian said... wouldn't all the Twelve Saints be like this?

"It's too late to tell you too much."

"We don't need to struggle with them here for too long." (End of Chapter)