บท 293: The End of the Art, the Pinnacle Realm

The iron chain shook and flew out of the ground, revealing the yin locust wood coffin buried underground.

Each coffin was pierced through by iron chains, with this place as the core and surrounding it in a circle.

In an instant.

The black murderous aura of the hundred coffins surged.

They were swarming out!

"Retreat!" Zayn Ziegler shouted with bloodshot eyes.

He had no choice but to withdraw. If the sinister corpse poison evil Qi were to invade one's body, no matter who it was, that person would definitely die.

Everyone kept retreating, leaving the core area.

However, when Simeon Letterman saw the coffins that had emerged from the ground and were arranged neatly in a circle, his face turned pale. He said in a trembling voice, "A hundred coffins as a formation, in line with the changes of the Eight Trigrams Nine Palaces; this is a killing trap!"

This was a terrifying plot set up by the ancients!