Mu Zhian sat on the coffin behind him, his hands clutching the edge of the coffin, trembling slightly.

Four Dao Integration experts, and one was an ‘artificial being’ created by Ye Lingxuan in the past, possessing self-awareness, and also one of the nine reincarnations of the Reincarnated Empress.

In the past, when Gong Lianyue and the Jade Empress had conflicts, Mu Zhian was at least present and could mediate the atmosphere in time, or Mengrou could come to the rescue.

But now… he had just gone to the abyss, and things had already turned out like this.

Mu Zhian murmured, “Isn’t the Demon Empress looking for Sect Master? Why are Yao Meng and Ruoxi here…? When did Lingxuan come here? What should I do now…?”

At this moment, Mu Zhian was numb.

Logically speaking, shouldn’t they be preparing for the Ascension Ceremony?

“They should know when to stop. You should go back to the Two Polarities Sect first.”

Ye Qingxin’s voice came from within Mu Zhian’s mind, but this time even her tone was a little less confident.

Mu Zhian felt the spiritual energy erupting in the air, and he looked up at the graceful figures in the rain curtain, barely calming himself down. “No, I can’t go… If I leave, there will really be no one to clean up the mess.”

“With your current realm, even if you are here, it probably won’t make much difference… If my true body could descend from the Heavenly Court, there might be some way.” Ye Qingxin shook her head and said softly.

That was true, but even if her true body was here, Ye Qingxin would probably just take Mu Zhian away instead of stopping the commotion.

Mu Zhian didn’t answer, seemingly paralyzed on the coffin, but in reality, a brainstorm had already begun in his mind, and his mind was spinning rapidly.

Then, after thinking for a while, he gradually gave up thinking.

No, in the face of absolutely terrifying power, no matter how he thought about it, it was impossible to stop them with his Core Formation cultivation.

Fortunately, I have already prepared a coffin for myself… I don’t have to worry about not having a place to lie down later.

It was rare for Mu Zhian to have the mood to joke at this time.

He turned his head and glanced at the closed coffin behind him. After thinking for a while, he muttered to himself as if giving up, “Should I just lie down in advance before they decide the winner…?”

At this moment, the raindrops suddenly froze in mid-air.

Then, the surrounding environment instantly turned gray, as if only Mu Zhian was in color at this moment.

Then, a mysterious black mist silently enveloped him, and Mu Zhian soon felt the wonderful touch of a soft and delicate body behind him.

A woman in a black dress stretched out her slender and beautiful jade-like hands and hooked them around his neck from behind.

The body fragrance within reach, faintly drifting from her raven-black dress, lingered around the tip of his nose, had a kind of warm feeling that Mu Zhian was quite familiar with.

“It seems that you have encountered some small troubles?”

The previously noisy sound had completely quieted down. When he heard this pleasant voice, Mu Zhian almost subconsciously turned his head to look.

“…Primordial Witch?” He softly called out the other party’s name.

Then, Mu Zhian immediately reacted and continued, “You’re awake?”

The Primordial Witch smiled and did not answer.

Mu Zhian soon discovered that her figure seemed a little blurry, and her sexy and tall figure was almost hidden in the black mist, faintly revealing a kind of hazy beauty that was not very real.

“According to what you just said… do you have a way?” Mu Zhian asked again.

The four Dao Integration experts, even if they still had some reservations, were already extremely terrifying, and it was not something ordinary people could stop.

More importantly, if they got angry, Young Master Mu would be the one to suffer.

“The person who has a way is not me, but you,” the Primordial Witch said calmly.

Her pair of enchanting and mysterious beautiful eyes were full of breathtaking charm. Even just meeting the Primordial Witch’s gaze made people feel uncontrollably attracted to her eyes.

Mu Zhian frowned slightly and said in his heart that if I had any way, I wouldn’t have planned to lie directly in the coffin.

“The answer lies in that coffin,” she said softly at this moment.

Tap tap.

The raindrops fell again, hitting Mu Zhian’s face. The cool and moist touch made him wake up from his dazed state.

For a moment, Mu Zhian even thought he was just dreaming.

“What happened to you just now? You suddenly seemed to be in a daze?”

At this moment, Ye Qingxin’s voice suddenly came from Mu Zhian’s heart, pulling him back to reality from his dazed state.

“I was just in a daze…?”

Mu Zhian raised his head, but he could no longer see the figure of the Primordial Witch.

Mu Zhian used his Spiritual Sense to scan his Innate Celestial Furnace. The Primordial Witch was still sleeping in his Innate Celestial Furnace.

This is strange. Did I really hallucinate just now…?

The Primordial Witch did have the power to rewrite time. She should have appeared just now, but then she returned to his body on her own?

Mu Zhian gradually calmed down and turned his gaze to the ancient coffin behind him.

If the conversation between himself and the Primordial Witch just now was not an illusion, then this ancient coffin, could it really have some origin?

Mu Zhian’s eyes flickered slightly. He gently jumped off the coffin, then reached out and gently stroked the surface of the coffin.

He gently pressed on the closed coffin lid and slowly pushed it open.

There was no one in the coffin, only enough space for one person.

Recalling what the Primordial Witch had just said, Mu Zhian simply hardened his heart and lay down directly in it.

Almost at that moment, a strong sense of dizziness hit his brain. Mu Zhian felt his consciousness become hazy, and his vision gradually turned pitch black.

“His consciousness is disappearing…?”

Ye Qingxin almost immediately noticed this scene and was about to pull Mu Zhian’s consciousness back.

However, at this moment, she suddenly felt a strong spiritual energy pouring into the Innate Celestial Furnace.

That spiritual energy did not belong to the Nine Provinces!

Ye Qingxin’s movements stopped, and her eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

Heavenly Court’s spiritual energy!

When Ye Qingxin’s fiery and charming figure left Mu Zhian’s body, she found that she had already appeared in the Heavenly Court.

She almost subconsciously looked towards the young man beside her. Her enchanting red eyes flickered slightly, and she whispered to herself, “This ancient coffin is actually a path to the Heavenly Court…?”

Her judgment was indeed correct. Mu Zhian was the key to opening the Heavenly Court. Apart from him, no one else in this world could open the passage to the Heavenly Court!

It was just that even Ye Qingxin didn’t expect that Mu Zhian would bring her consciousness along with him into the Heavenly Court.

“The Primordial Witch is indeed related to the Heavenly Court… Could it be that the one who left that ancient coffin was the Primordial Witch?”

Mu Zhian whispered to himself. His slender figure was set off by a black robe, making him look noble and elegant. His body seemed to have a faint white light flowing on it, like a young god.

However, his body was shrouded in black mist, making it difficult to see him clearly.

Unlike the last time, Mu Zhian could clearly feel that his control over the Heavenly Court had increased a lot this time.

He could even roughly sense the size and structure of the Heavenly Court.

But why is the Heavenly Court hidden in a coffin…? Could it be that the former ‘Lord of the Heavenly Court’ hid a Heavenly Court no less than the size of the Eastern Continent in a small coffin?

If I could bring Yao Meng and the others into this Heavenly Court to discuss things…

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, a long bronze table quietly appeared in this Heavenly Court filled with spiritual energy, and then several chairs appeared side by side.

This Heavenly Court could sense his thoughts and actively fulfill his wishes!

In the next moment, Mu Zhian suddenly sensed that several familiar auras were entering this place one after another.

“Mengrou has saved me again…” Mu Zhian murmured.

If it weren’t for the reminder from the Primordial Witch, he wouldn’t have been able to discover the secret of this ancient coffin so quickly.

Soon, Mu Zhian sensed several consciousnesses entering the Heavenly Court.

Vaguely, he could even hear their conversations.

“This feeling is quite novel. I can see everything in the Heavenly Court while sitting here…?” Mu Zhian was filled with surprise.

At this moment, everything in the Heavenly Court was under his control. He was the writer of the rules of the Heavenly Court. In other words, as long as he was in the Heavenly Court, his identity would not be discovered by them.

Next, he just had to put on a good show…

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