This Second Elder, a Late Golden Core Stage Cultivator, sacrificed his life, activated Dragon Qi, and together with his blood and the Dragon Bone, forged a Dragon Lock to seal off the Evil Embryo?
Mo Hua glanced at the Dragon Coffin in front of him using his peripheral vision.
Indeed, some mysterious changes were occurring on the Dragon Coffin.
This Dragon Coffin was different from before; it seemed to have been stripped of something, or maybe something was "sealed," making its "current realm" and "Void Realm" existence completely separated for a short time.
Changes in reality would no longer affect the existence on the level of the Divine Thought, namely, the Evil Embryo of the peak Third Grade.
This tactic was truly extraordinary.
The Second Elder's actions not only surprised Mo Hua; even the Bear Demon Cultivator and Young Master Xuan were shocked.
They hadn't expected that to open the Dragon Coffin, the Second Elder would actually sacrifice his own life.
Moreover, he did it so decisively, without the slightest hesitation.
The expressions on the two men's faces were momentarily grave.
The sadness in Shen Tuao's eyes deepened, but after a moment, he buried this grief, along with all the pain of losing his clansmen before, deep in his heart.
Once again, his face became cold and arrogant.
The sacrifice of the Second Elder could not be in vain. The blood of the Great Wilderness clan could not flow in vain.
All of this was for the revival of the royal family.
With determination in his heart, Shen Tuao slowly moved forward, extending his large hand to cover the golden and luxurious Dragon Coffin, then gradually began to push the lid open.
The sound of a dragon's roar echoed.
A powerful force of resistance emerged from the Dragon Coffin as traces of ancient Dragon Qi bore into Shen Tuao's arm.
But these Dragon Qi were once again dissolved by Shen Tuao, who was infused with the power of the Evil Dragon.
Finally, the Dragon Coffin was slowly pushed open.
The atmosphere froze.
Everyone saw the scene within the coffin, and for a moment, they were a little dazed.
Inside the coffin, engraved with golden Dragon Patterns, lay a child of about ten.
This seemed like a young Prince, wearing the dragon robe of the Great Wilderness, with ancient Azure Dragon Patterns embroidered on it.
He lay in the Dragon Coffin, his flesh intact, his face pale yet serene, eyes closed, with a peaceful expression.
Looking at this face, Mo Hua's pupils abruptly constricted, his heart trembled:
"This person... why do they look a bit... like Yu Er?"