It was not until this moment that Lin Heng realized that the ten ferocious beasts pulling the coffin were already just ten lifeless corpses.
The chains on the massive coffin, like demonic claws, were embedded in their hearts.
A blood mist spread along the chains to the giant coffin.
The entire coffin seemed to be submerged in a sea of blood.
At that moment, a voice emerged from the coffin.
"Those who have passed, returning is not easy; who do you wish to bring back?"
The voice was ethereal and authoritative, like an ancient presence questioning across the universe's primordial chaos.
"Bai Suzhen!"
Without any hesitation, Lin Heng spoke loudly, and after his words faded, he added, "If possible, I also hope for the reappearance of Ancestral Master Yuqing and Ancestral Master Shangqing in the world!"
As soon as he said this, the World Mirror fell silent.
The blood-colored giant coffin drifted in the darkness.
The chains connecting the bodies of the ten beasts tinkled softly.
