Chapter 441: A Bronze Coffin

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Su Chen could guarantee that the moment he entered, the Southern Region experts would immediately turn their aggression toward him and kick him from the battle.

In an instant, he understood why the opportunity of this quasi-emperor belonged solely to Mu Qingxue – precisely because her current inadequate strength did not draw much attention. Thus she could slip inside and turn peril to fortune.

“If Junior Sister has the confidence, you can go in and gain some experience,” Su Chen said with a smile. “Many Saint Realm and Great Saint Realm experts are locked in fierce combat within. A battle at this level will greatly benefit you.”

In the past, his first thought would be to selfishly grasp all benefits. But things had changed; with his current power, it would be difficult to suppress everyone inside. He might as well wait here quietly for opportunities.

“Senior Brother, I… Forget it. My strength is modest, and going in might just be throwing my life away. It’s safer to follow Senior Brother. Whatever orders Senior Brother has, feel free to speak.” Mu Qingxue hesitated before shaking her head resolutely. Without Su Chen here, even if it were a mountain of blades and a sea of flames within, she would still venture bravely. But now, with her senior brother at her side, her thoughts had unconsciously shifted. Above all, as long as she followed him, her life was assured.

“I wonder what Senior Brother plans to do?” Mu Qingxue asked curiously. Behind this gate lay a quasi-emperor’s tomb; untold fortune undoubtedly awaited inside. Perhaps even the legendary Quasi-Emperor Realm weapon might appear – truly priceless! It would be too great a loss if they let it fall into the hands of these Southern Region creatures. She felt neither she nor Su Chen would permit that.

“I do have a plan, but it’s a little shady,” Su Chen said, smiling.

“Shady?” Mu Qingxue wondered, “What do you mean, Senior Brother?”

“Haha… Naturally, I’ll set up here to trap them.” Su Chen laughed.

Soon enough, with a simple gesture, eight imposing flags appeared in his palm. As they fluttered down to be planted into points in the starry sky, an inexplicable fluctuation instantly spread, enveloping a million-mile radius.

This formation was simply built and was around the saint level. Yet it could easily block saints. Against great saints, however, its effect would be limited. And for saint kings, it could not even hamper their steps. There was naught to be done; Su Chen had researched formations extensively, but the art was simply too profound. His current achievements made formations that could withstand great saints difficult indeed.

If Ye Ruxue were here, she might have managed it. After all, if she claimed second in formations, none across the Southern Region or the East Barrens would dare to claim first.

Su Chen had obtained this set of flags from the System. Though extremely basic, it was still better than nothing. At least those able to emerge from the gate would without doubt be injured; attempting to shatter his formation would be impossible in a short time. Wanting to exit the formation swiftly would be like a fool’s dream.

He did not expect to trap saints with it. Rather, one moment’s blocked path was enough for him to employ countless methods to slay them.

Having done this, Su Chen brought Mu Qingxue to conceal themselves in the void, where they waited silently….

Time passed, half a day gone in a blink. Just as Su Chen prepared to use the time to take stock of his storage ring’s contents, an abrupt fluctuation sounded from the gate. Strong auras rapidly approached. Clearly, some mighty existence was seeking to burst out.

“Senior Brother, they are coming!” Mu Qingxue’s eyes lit up at the sight.

Roused from recuperation, she focused her gaze upon the gate as if to pierce its depths.

Then, with a tremendous roar, an enormous creature exploded into the open from within. Resembling a crocodile with nine tails behind, its aura was domineering, its strength in the late stage of the Saint Realm. Yet now it looked quite miserable – its massive body nearly severed at the waist, its head lopped short by force.

But fortunately, none of its grave wounds had struck its vitals. Having charged out with a bronze coffin in tow, not once did it look back, fleeing as if chased by great terror. Still, there was an oddity – the coffin seemed no treasure, forged from ordinary bronze. Yet the crocodile refused to store it, opting to lug it along as it ran ragged.

“Nine-tailed crocodile, leave the coffin and 1 can spare your life!” Then, amidst heaven-quaking rumbles, an even mightier figure burst out from the gate, a hundred million rays of light swirling about him. He was already at the Great Saint Realm. With but a single step, the void shattered under his feet as he closed in on the crocodile. Then, almost casually, he waved one hand.

A crisp loud noise sounded.

The next moment, the nine-tailed crocodile flew out at a more terrifying speed.

The gap between the two was too big, they were not on the same level at all. Facing a powerful great saint, the nine-tailed crocodile, had no hope of escaping, let alone it itself was injured.

The nine-tailed crocodile roared unwillingly, its aura swallowing mountains and rivers, causing the sky to explode directly. Its blood surged, and the sky shattered into pieces, displaying its ferocity to the extreme.

It had no intention of surrendering the bronze coffin. This bronze coffin was snatched from within the gate. Without any surprises, there could be a corpse of a quasi-emperor inside! It was possible that the remains of that quasi-emperor-level powerhouse were also present.

This was something that concerned its future path to greatness.. How could it easily give it up?