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365: Chapter 365 The Suspended Iron Coffin Behind the Bronze Gate!

The golden fist radiance was like a dazzling meteor, carrying a momentum that could destroy everything as it smashed ruthlessly toward the black wooden boat below.

The Faceless Ferryman didn't even have time to make a move to dodge.

Boom!

A deafening roar echoed through the underground fissure.

The sturdy wooden boat instantly shattered into pieces, with wooden splinters flying everywhere.

The Ferryman was hit head-on by the Pure Yang True Fire, and the tattered straw raincoat on his body instantly turned to ash.

"Ah—!"

A shrill scream emanated from beneath the grayish-white skin.

The Ferryman rolled frantically in the sea of burning fire, attempting to use the Yellow Springs River water to extinguish the flames on his body.

Water and fire met, producing a loud "hissing" sound.

A large amount of turbid steam rose up.

Pure Yang True Fire specifically counters all things sinister and evil.

The river water was simply unable to extinguish it.

In less than five seconds, the Ferryman stopped struggling, and his massive body was completely burned into a pile of black ash, merging into the murky yellow river water.

Only a few pieces of burning wooden planks remained on the river surface.

Just when they were less than ten meters away from the pool.

The black iron coffin above the pool suddenly vibrated violently.

Bang!

The iron coffin lid was sent flying by a massive force, smashing heavily against the wall.

Endless black Death Qi gushed out from within the iron coffin.

A Mummy covered in white hair slowly sat up from within the coffin.

A Black Short Sword was stabbed into the Mummy's chest, pinning it tightly to the bottom of the coffin.

The Mummy opened its eyes, and two clusters of green ghost fire danced within its eye sockets.

The Mummy raised its hands, tightly gripped the Black Short Sword stuck in its chest, and yanked it out with a sudden pull!

Black blood spewed out, splashing onto the inner walls of the iron coffin.

Without the suppression of the short sword, the white hair on the Mummy's body began to grow frantically.

A terrifying Death Qi, surpassing the Soul Transformation Stage Great Perfection, erupted from the coffin and instantly swept through the entire hall.

Ghoulish winds blew in gusts.

Qin Xueji tightly hugged Bai Li's arm, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Breathing became extremely difficult, and her face was as pale as paper.

Chu Ling stood at the very front, her ice-blue eyes filled with disdain.

"A low-level zombie matured through blood water dares to be so arrogant."

Within the white-haired Mummy's hollow eye sockets, the green ghost fire flickered violently.

The Mummy turned into a white afterimage and, carrying a gust of fishy wind, lunged directly at Chu Ling.

The Mummy's speed was incredibly fast.

The white hair on its body was as hard as steel wire, weaving into a large net in mid-air that descended toward Chu Ling's head.

The white hair was stained with green venom, which dripped onto the black stone slabs, making a hissing corrosive sound.

Chu Ling did not retreat but instead advanced.

She raised her right hand, and the cold air of the ten thousand year profound ice marrow gushed out. A deep blue ice stream crashed directly into the large net of white hair.

Crack, crack, crack! The hard white hair was instantly frozen into icicles.

Chu Ling delivered a whip kick, directly shattering the frozen white hair into pieces, sending ice shards falling all over the ground.

Having missed its strike, the Mummy landed on the edge of the blood-colored pool. It opened its mouth and inhaled, causing the blood water in the pool to turn into a water column that drilled into its mouth. The shattered white hair regrew in the blink of an eye, and its Aura climbed once again.

Su Yang walked slowly to Chu Ling's side with his hands in his casual pants pockets. "Killing it takes too much time, and this place smells too foul. Finish it quickly."

When the Mummy saw Su Yang step forward and felt the vigorous Pure Yang blood and Qi on his body, the green fire in its eyes became even more greedy. It dropped the Black Short Sword in its hand and waved its hands, lunging at Su Yang like a ferocious beast.

Su Yang didn't even use any Spells. He pulled out his right hand, and brilliant golden Pure Yang True Fire mixed with purple-blue lightning instantly enveloped his fist. The lightning danced within the flames, emitting a destructive high temperature.

Facing the lunging white-haired Mummy, Su Yang smashed a punch forward.

Boom! A dull roar echoed in the hall. The gold and purple dual-colored fist radiance was unstoppable. The moment the Mummy's hard body came into contact with the Pure Yang True Fire, a transparent hole was burned right through it. The power of lightning spread along the hole, completely destroying the Formation core inside the Mummy's body.

The Mummy let out a scream as its body flew backward, smashing heavily onto the black iron coffin in the center of the blood-colored pool.

Bang! The iron coffin instantly shattered. The Mummy fell into the blood water, attempting to absorb blood to recover again. The Pure Yang True Fire was like a maggot on a bone, burning fiercely on the water's surface, directly incinerating the Mummy along with the surrounding blood water into ash. White smoke rose, and the foul odor was purified by the high temperature.

A one-punch kill. No hesitation at all.

Mary flew over, flapping her black bat wings, looking at the dried-up blood pool with a face full of disgust. "So disgusting, the monster's blood is even stinkier than a sewer."

Su Yang walked to the edge of the pool and bent down to pick up the Black Short Sword the Mummy had dropped. The short sword was heavy in his hand, its surface carved with complex Formation patterns, emitting a dense, cold Yin Qi.

"Decent Artifact Refining Materials." Su Yang stowed the Black Short Sword into his storage space.

Bai Li walked over while waving her silk fan, her purple eyes staring at the bottom of the shattered iron coffin. "There's something underneath."

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