pjbooks Chapter 160 Eight Arms Inside the Coffin, the Door Coffin Becomes a Furnace
Chapter 160 Eight Arms Inside the Coffin, the Door Coffin Becomes a Furnace
The bronze coffin door was completely closed.
The sounds from the outside world vanished instantly.
There was no artillery fire.
There was no celestial resonance.
There was no shouting of battle from the Zhenxing Army.
Even the surging source tides outside the main star gate were shut out from the gate walls.
This place is like a forgotten mezzanine.
dark.
Icy.
silence.
Only the dense, dark blue patterns on the door flow continuously along the inner wall of the bronze.
Each line on the door is like a living blood vessel.
They converged from all directions of the coffin, finally penetrating the constantly rotating projection of the two anchors at the top.
The second anchor projection connects to the main gate, which is located deeper inside.
Bronze chains emerged from the void, wrapping around the entire coffin and dragging it down into the hidden layer behind the door.
With each step downwards, Lin Yuan's connection with reality weakened.
But Lin Yuan did not stop him.
He stood in the center of the coffin.
Eight Asura battle marks slowly lit up from both sides of the spine.
On the Extreme Battle Body, dark gold patterns continued to extend outwards.
Shoulder bone vibration.
The flesh bulged up.
New arm outlines slowly emerged from his back and ribs.
Phase Two.
The Eightfold Asura Body.
Click.
The first Asura Arm solidified completely.
Then comes the second one.
Article 3.
Until the eight arms are fully extended.
Lin Yuan's body did not transform into a massive dark gold giant as it did in the third stage.
But each arm was as heavy as a compressed star pillar.
Beneath the dark gold muscles, silver-white star patterns run through the bones.
The moment the eight arms opened, the entire interior of the coffin trembled slightly.
The azure patterns that were originally about to burrow into his flesh and soul instinctively shrank back an inch.
Lin Yuan raised eight hands.
Press them in eight directions respectively.
on.
under.
Left.
right.
And four oblique angles.
Eight dark gold hands simultaneously gripped the inner wall of the coffin.
The bronze door pattern was stimulated and lit up wildly.
"Beginner".
"Abandoning oneself."
"Abandoned Soul".
"Abandoning one's name."
"Return to the gate."
Voices emanated from inside the coffin.
They are not like the single will of the bronze goalkeeper.
It's more like the lingering echoes left behind by countless beings imprisoned in the Bronze Gate before their deaths.
Those sounds drilled into my ears.
It then seeped into Lin Yuan's soul along the door patterns.
An elderly person pleaded.
Children are crying.
A warrior roared.
There were also desperate screams coming from the hidden compartment behind the door from an unknown creature.
If an ordinary marquis were trapped here, even if his physical body could temporarily withstand the erosion of the gate patterns, his soul would gradually lose itself amidst these lingering echoes.
Ultimately, they forget who they are.
Forgot where I came from.
Forget why you rebelled.
It transformed into a new pattern on the inner wall of the coffin.
But in Lin Yuan's eyes, the dark golden starry sky slowly rotated.
The Ultimate Star Soul unfolds.
All the sounds that penetrated consciousness were illuminated by tiny, dark gold stars.
The echoes were no longer an indistinguishable curse.
It is pollution that has a source, a direction, and leaves traces.
Lin Yuan could even see which door pattern each one was hidden in.
"There are a lot of sounds."
"Too little energy."
He exerted force with all eight arms simultaneously.
Five fingers pierced the bronze door wall.
Stab it--!
The eight door patterns were forcibly torn open.
The residual blue energy gushed out like fresh blood.
The Ultimate Star Furnace began to spin with a roar.
swallow!
The pollution that had just emerged from behind the door was immediately entangled by the dark gold blood energy.
The wails, despair, and seduction within were stripped away layer by layer by the Extreme Star Soul.
The remaining pure gate energy was then dragged into the star furnace.
Crush.
compression.
[Inner layer door pattern of the bronze coffin]
[Pollution is being stripped away and expelled]
[Physical compression of Qi and blood is underway]
[Current number of Qi and Blood Physical Compression Counts: 854000]
[Current number of Qi and Blood Physical Compression Counts: 857000]
The door coffin shook even more violently.
New door patterns quickly poured in from the eight gaps that Lin Yuan had torn open, attempting to mend them back together.
The eight arms of the Eight Asura Body are like eight dark gold bolts.
It was firmly nailed to the gap.
The newborn gate mark had barely approached when it was entangled by dark gold blood energy.
Keep swallowing.
[Current number of Qi and Blood Physical Compression Counts: 861000]
Lin Yuan raised his head slightly.
The two-anchor projection above the coffin door started spinning faster.
It is accelerating.
The bronze gatekeeper had clearly noticed that something was wrong inside the coffin.
Therefore, it no longer slowly exiles.
Instead, they wanted to forcibly drag the entire sect domain behind them before Lin Yuan could devour the coffin.
The surrounding darkness began to distort.
The connections between the real-world Starry Courtyard, the outer ring of the main star gate, and Blood Shadow all quickly faded.
Within Lin Yuan's body, the Extreme Dao Star Soul could sense that one real-world coordinate after another was being severed.
The most obvious of these is the blood shadow.
The original connection between the main body and the Blood Shadow was like a stable, dark gold thread.
However, as the coffin sank, the long line began to be stretched and worn down by the interlayer behind the door.
Once inside the door, the connection between the clones will inevitably be severed.
But the Ultimate Star Soul has just awakened.
This connection has not been broken.
On the contrary, the increased distance makes it clearer.
Lin Yuan could sense that the Blood Shadow was still standing outside the coffin in reality.
It did not continue its attack on the bronze coffin.
They simply stood guard between the main star gate and the star-owned courtyard.
Get rid of door bugs.
Intercepting spying.
Waiting for commands from the main body.
Lin Yuan's thoughts stirred slightly.
A will emanated from the Extreme Star Soul.
"Protect Xiaoya well."
Outside the coffin.
Beneath the blood-red, dark gold mask, a glimmer of starlight flickered in his eyes.
It turned around.
With a single punch, he shattered a bronze gate worm that was trying to bypass the outer defense line and rush towards the Star Realm courtyard.
……
The real battlefield.
Half of the bronze coffin door has become illusory.
Countless chains wrapped around the coffin, dragging it deeper into the main star gate.
Zhou Xuanheng's hundreds of star-law chains remained tightly bound to the outside.
But as the coffin continued to enter the inner layer, the silver and black chains were breaking one by one.
Click.
Click.
With each broken hair, Zhou Xuanheng's expression darkened further.
"The coffin door has already penetrated 60% of the mezzanine."
"In thirty more breaths, the power of reality will be beyond our reach."
The deputy envoy's voice trembled:
"Sir, shall we keep it locked?"
"Lock!"
Zhou Xuanheng's voice was icy.
"Even if it only slows it down by a single breath, we cannot let our guard down!"
The twelve patrolling star guards reassembled.
The silver and black star-like lines once again coiled around the coffin door.
The Marquis of Zhenxing's battle sword was nailed to the bottom of the coffin, his hands gripping the hilt, while the void beneath his feet was constantly being shattered by the coffin door.
Qin Zhu also activated the broken Mountain and River Candle Seal to suppress several door chains.
But everyone knows it.
All they're doing is stalling.
Whether he can truly return depends on Lin Yuan inside the coffin.
The bronze gatekeeper looks down at the coffin.
The four fake door openings slowly rotated.
It can sense that the internal door patterns are decreasing.
The speed is even getting faster and faster.
At first, there were only a few.
Later, there were dozens of them.
Currently, large areas inside the coffin have lost their ability to sense signals.
It's as if something is gnawing at its gate from within.
The bronze goalkeeper's voice was icy:
"The Gate Swallower".
"The coffin was placed inside the interlayer."
"You have nowhere to turn."
The voice just fell.
A dull tremor emanated from inside the bronze coffin once more.
Boom!
On the surface of the coffin, a dark gold palm print is raised simultaneously from eight different directions.
Everyone on the outer ring battlefield saw it.
Eight hands.
From inside the coffin, press it against the door wall.
Song Li stood in front of the inner ring emergency exit, her voice trembling.
"What is that?"
Ji Qinghe stared at the bronze coffin, her eyes filled with shock.
"Eightfold Asura Body"
She didn't know the name.
But the sensation brought by those eight dark gold palm prints made her instinctively utter the word "Asura".
Ning Wushuang's throat was dry.
"He's not injured inside yet?"
Chu Tianheng shook his head.
"It's not that I wasn't injured."
"It's that coffin; it's about to be damaged."
……
On top of the Black Tower.
Gu Changye stared at the ever-expanding dark gold marks on the surface of the coffin and quickly put pen to paper.
Lin Yuan voluntarily entered the coffin.
The Eightfold Asura Body is activated.
The energy inside the coffin is being absorbed and refined in reverse.
Real forces cannot break the coffin.
But the people inside the coffin are eating it.
He couldn't help but laugh as he wrote the last sentence.
"The bronze goalkeeper still doesn't understand."
His subordinate swallowed hard.
"Sir, isn't it more dangerous for it to send Lin Yuan into the hidden compartment behind the door?"
Gu Changye said:
"Dangerous to others."
"For Lin Yuan, all the food was locked in a room where no outsiders could interfere."
"The bronze gatekeeper believed that the coffin gate would protect against attacks."
"But it forgot."
"Lin Yuan himself is the attacker."
……
Inside the coffin.
The dark blue door pattern began to retaliate.
Countless door fragments peeled off from the inner wall, transforming into tiny bronze knives that slashed towards Lin Yuan's eight arms.
These knives are not purely physical objects.
Each one carries the will to be exiled.
If the strike hits its mark, it will banish a portion of flesh and soul to different layers.
My body is still here.
The arm may have been dragged into another door crack.
Even the soul can be cut into pieces.
Lin Yuan did not dodge.
Eight arms remained gripping the door.
The Ultimate Star Soul locked onto the trajectory of all the bronze swords.
The extreme star body bears the cutting.
Ding ding ding ding——!
The dense bronze blades slashed at the dark gold flesh.
Sparks flew.
Part of the blade cut through the flesh, leaving shallow marks.
But as soon as they were embedded in Lin Yuan's body, they were locked by the dark gold star patterns.
The Ultimate Star Furnace rolled inwards.
The will behind the door on the bronze knife was drawn in from the opposite direction.
One.
Ten handles.
Hundred handles.
The gatekeeper originally intended to use the Blade of Exile to split Lin Yuan apart.
As a result, all the blades became firewood sent into the furnace.
[The Bronze-Consuming Exile Blade]
[Current number of Qi and Blood Physical Compression Counts: 864000]
[Current number of Qi and Blood Physical Compression Counts: 867000]
[Current number of Qi and Blood Physical Compression Counts: 870000]
870,000.
It's only 30,000 short of 900,000.
The shallow wounds on Lin Yuan's body quickly closed.
He looked up at the projection of the two anchors.
There are still many common door patterns.
But as they continued to swallow, efficiency began to decline.
The really heavy stuff is on top.
That two-anchor projection is not a complete second anchor.
However, it is the core connection between the entire bronze coffin and the main gate.
Swallow it.
The coffin will then lose its power to return to the back of the door.
At the same time, it can also bite the second anchor body in the opposite direction of the projection.
Lin Yuan simultaneously released the door frame with all eight of his arms.
The eight gaps that had been pinned down immediately began to heal themselves.
Countless dark blue patterns surged forth.
I want to make up for the parts I just lost.
Lin Yuan ignored him.
He looked up.
The eight arms were brought together.
Dark gold energy gathered on the surface of the eight fists.
The next instant, he exerted force with his feet.
He was launched into the air.
The interior of the coffin is not high.
But as he rushed upwards, the space was continuously stretched by the projection of the two anchors.
Ten zhang (approximately 33 meters).
Hundred feet.
Thousands of feet.
The two anchors, which seemed to be right overhead, always maintained the same distance.
These are the rules within the department.
There is no direction.
There is no real distance.
Unless the coffin door is unwilling, the people inside can never get close to the core.
A dark golden starry sky unfolded in Lin Yuan's eyes.
Following the trajectory of the door pattern projected by the two anchors, the Ultimate Star Soul reversed and locked onto the true direction.
All the false spaces peel away layer by layer.
The distance of a thousand feet was rapidly shortened.
Hundred feet.
Ten zhang (approximately 33 meters).
The two anchors projected, truly appearing overhead.
It was a dark blue door stud that was several meters long.
The nail pierced through the top of the coffin.
At the other end, it's inserted into the back compartment.
Countless chains hung from the door studs, connecting the entire bronze gate.
The two-anchor projection seems to have sensed danger.
Dozens of tiny eyes suddenly opened on the surface of the door nail.
All eyes turned to Lin Yuan at the same time.
"Return to the gate."
"Return to the gate."
"Return to the gate."
The shockwave crashed down.
The dark golden starry sky within Lin Yuan's soul trembled slightly.
Subsequently, all the prying eyes turned into clear tracks.
"I've found you."
Lin Yuan unleashed all eight of his arms simultaneously.
Eight Fists.
It struck the projection of the two anchors from eight directions.
boom--!
The entire interior of the bronze coffin was violently turned upside down.
The dark blue door nail was dented inward by the eight punches.
Dozens of tiny door openings shattered simultaneously.
For the first time, a through crack appeared inside the door nail.
in reality.
The second anchor behind the bronze gatekeeper shuddered violently.
Its four false door openings contracted simultaneously.
"You encountered a second anchor?"
Inside the bronze coffin.
Lin Yuan did not answer.
Eight hands were already gripping the crack in the door nails tightly.
Tear it open to both sides.
Stab it--!
The dark blue door nail was torn open by the eight arms.
The residual energy behind the door, so concentrated it was almost liquid, gushed out from the crack.
The Ultimate Star Furnace suddenly boiled.
swallow!
[Contact the second anchor projection core]
[Currently absorbing residual energy from the anchor point]
[Currently capturing the trajectory of the second anchor]
[Current number of Qi and Blood Physical Compression Counts: 875000]
[Current number of Qi and Blood Physical Compression Counts: 881000]
Outside the coffin.
The massive bronze coffin that was being dragged into the main gate suddenly stopped.
It wasn't Zhou Xuanheng's star law that locked it.
It wasn't Zhenxinghou's battle sword that held it back.
Instead, all the chains binding the coffin began to lose their eerie blue light at the same time.
The first door chain broke.
Next, the second one.
Article 3.
The bronze gatekeepers will finally be no longer at peace.
It stretched out its giant hand and grabbed at the coffin door.
"Stop!"
But just as its palm was about to touch the coffin...
Eight dark gold cracks lit up simultaneously from inside the bronze coffin.
The crack is getting longer and longer.
Like eight Asura blades, they are cutting open the coffin behind the door from the inside.
Inside the coffin.
Lin Yuan gripped the second anchor projection, and the dark golden starry sky in his eyes slowly rotated.
The system prompts continued to appear.
[Current number of Qi and Blood Physical Compression Counts: 886000]
The distance is 900,000.
Only 14,000 short.
Lin Yuan looked deeper into the crack between the two anchors.
There, a will heavier than the bronze gatekeeper's was slowly awakening.
Sect Master.
It is clear that they have realized the second anchor is being swallowed up.
Lin Yuan continued to exert his strength with his eight arms.
The voice was calm.
"finally."
"I'm finally willing to look over here."