Published at 2nd of January 2026 7:37 am

Chapter 1978: Ten Thousand Corpses Sealing the Coffin

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The old man in a black robe, with eyes cloudy yet sharp like a hawk’s, stared at Mr. Hui.

The leader of the Demon Sect remained silent, but the aura of the Evil Dragon emanating from him was enough to make anyone shiver in fear.

Elder Xiong’s aura was slightly weaker, but he was still a Monster cultivator at the Late Golden Core Stage, with a body as robust as a bloodthirsty Bear Demon.

The atmosphere was intensely oppressive for a moment.

Mr. Hui felt a tingling on his scalp, knowing the situation was beyond his control. He sighed, understanding his life was no longer his.

"This is an extremely sinister burial method, known as the Ten Thousand Corpses Sealed Coffin Tomb."

"Ten Thousand Corpses Sealed Coffin?" the old man in a black robe said solemnly.

Mr. Hui nodded, feeling chilled to the core, "As the name suggests, it involves killing ten thousand people and sealing their corpses in a gigantic coffin, gathering the death aura, grievances, and underground yin energy inside to raise corpses."

"Ten thousand living people, that’s no small number... once they die and are piled together, the grievances would be terrifyingly strong."

"Thus, this horrifying burial method has long been banned in the Cultivation World."

"I only heard a few seniors mention it when I was seeking the Dao at Maoshan, but I’ve never seen it... "

"Now that the Taoist Court rules, purging the world of demons, even major Demon Sects find it extremely difficult to kill ten thousand people for burial purposes..."

"Let alone erect such a tomb in the land of Qianxue, with the Taoist Court’s supervision right under their noses..."

"Truly... astonishing..." Mr. Hui said, trembling.

The old man in a black robe frowned.

Although he originated from the Demon Cultivators, he was not well-versed in matters of tombs and yin houses.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have spent a fortune to specially hire Mr. Hui, who carried the Maoshan Tradition, to take a tour of this Solitary Mountain burial tomb.

"The Ten Thousand Corpses Sealed Coffin Tomb nurtures that... flesh and blood corpse effigy bred from ’malevolent energy’?" the old man in a black robe asked.

Mr. Hui’s face turned pale, shaking his head, "The key to the Ten Thousand Corpses Sealed Coffin is the word ’seal.’"

The old man in a black robe understood immediately, his gaze intensifying, "You mean... the Ten Thousand Corpses Copper Coffin is actually a ’seal’? The gigantic blood and flesh corpse effigy is merely a ’guardian’ protecting the seal?"

Mr. Hui nodded, his face as still as water, "It’s a deadly formation, the bright copper coffin is a fake, used to nurture the ten thousand corpses."

"Even if Golden Core Cultivators come in numbers, they’d nearly be certain to die."

"And where there’s a fake coffin, there must be a real coffin."

"The fake coffin is the seal of the real coffin, meant to cover up everything, to keep others from knowing."

"This fake coffin, built so grand and immense, with countless killings, must mean the real coffin is even more terrifying."

"Moreover, this is at the Qian Learning State Boundary, a genuine ’deceiving heaven’ formation, this sort of true grand scheme, grand orchestration, is not something an ordinary cultivator could arrange."

"And once the tomb formation is arranged, what’s sealed must be a monumental secret, what lies in the real coffin must certainly be something even more terrifying..."

The more Mr. Hui thought about it, the more fearful he became.

The simple presentable bright copper coffin already fostered such a terrifying ten thousand corpse demon effigy.

What greater horror could truly lie buried in that tomb?

This was a setup far beyond a typical Golden Core cultivator like him.

But just as Mr. Hui finished speaking, the eyes of the old man in the black robe gleamed, "You mean, there’s a real tomb still? Quickly, take us there."

"Senior..." Mr. Hui frowned.

"Undo the seal of the fake coffin, lead us to the real tomb," the old man in a black robe ordered, not allowing refusal.

Then his gaze turned sharp, "You are the direct line of Maoshan, trained in the dark arts, don’t tell this old man you can’t unravel the seal."

Mr. Hui remained silent.

The old man in the black robe’s eyes grew increasingly dangerous.

Mr. Hui understood he had no choice, and could only sigh, "Alright."

The expression of the old man in the black robe slightly relaxed, "Rest assured, Mr. Hui, we are true to our words. Once the task is complete, the treasures and inheritances within the tomb will be divided equally between us."

Mr. Hui smiled wryly, "Under these circumstances, why deceive me, old senior? I only wish to keep my life, nothing else."

With that, Mr. Hui began to lead the way, "Ladies and gentlemen, please follow me."

Thus, the party returned to the depths of the underground palace.

In front was still a deep pit, and within the deep pit lay a colossal, luxurious bright yellow copper coffin.

Broken remains littered the surroundings, blood and flesh blurred.

Shen Qingsheng, having never seen such a gory scene, immediately covered his mouth and nose, unable to stop retching.

But no one cared about him.

The old man in a black robe surveyed the surroundings, pondered for a moment, then asked Mr. Hui, "The real coffin’s entrance is beneath this copper coffin?"

"Yes." Mr. Hui nodded, "This copper coffin is actually a seal, sealing the real tomb."

"How to break this seal?"

"It requires some Secret Techniques of my Maoshan Tao."

"Then we must trouble Mr. Hui," the old man in a black robe said flatly.

Mr. Hui, looking solemn, approached the gigantic bright yellow copper coffin.

He took out a copper coin sword, three candelabras, some Blood Ink, and a mysterious Taoist Talisman Formation, Yellow Jade Ancient Talisman, among other Maoshan Tao art apparatuses.

It seemed Mr. Hui indeed brought out all his hidden legacies.

In front of the old man in the black robe, he dared not be perfunctory.

Mo Hua was secretly watching.

He was also very interested in "Maoshan Tao art."

Based on his observations of Mr. Hui, the Maoshan Tradition appeared to be a comprehensive Tao Cultivation tradition aimed at Corpse Ghosts, involving a specific series of cultivation techniques, Taoist Skills, runes, formations, apparatus, and special secret techniques...

Mo Hua took all these in, imprinting them on his mind.

Even if he didn’t understand them now, he could at least broaden his horizons and gain some knowledge.

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