I, Ye Chen, turned out to be a top expert

Chapter 431 The Bronze Coffin of the Third Life

"Could it be that this senior lives as a hermit?"

"Amitabha, thank you, Brother Zhao, I know what to do now!"

Zhao Yin retracted the terrifying aura of the True Immortal, and Lekong's shattered bones slowly recovered. A hint of holiness appeared on Lekong's face, and a faint Buddha light appeared faintly above his head, making him look like a saint.

"presumptuous!"

"Liaokong, what are you doing? Do you want me to kneel down and worship you?"

"Can you bear it?"

Seeing Kong's look, Zhao Yin almost exploded with anger and cursed.

"I······"

Hearing Zhao Yin's scolding, Lekong was instantly shocked. Lekong also reacted instantly. He had been living in the fairyland and had long been accustomed to this situation. He had actually forgotten about this matter.

"Amitabha, Brother Zhao reminded me that I was confused!"

Lekong trembled all over and a look of fear appeared on his face. He thought that if he appeared in this state and Ye Chen bowed to him, he would definitely not be able to bear it and would die without a burial place.

After suppressing his inner fear, Liaokong's figure flashed and turned into an ordinary monk.

He looks kind and ordinary.

"That's more like it. The Master is almost here. Let's get ready!"

Seeing that the matter had been resolved, Zhao Yin immediately gave an order, and the people from the Yin Forbidden Land and the monks from the Dragon Temple immediately became busy, preparing everything for the reception.

Soon, the place became full of joy, with figures waiting quietly.

Among the fairy treasures, Ye Chen was standing in front of the desk and drawing.

At this moment, Ye Chen was painting a coffin. Even though Liu Dan, who was standing beside him, had reached the realm of Xuanxian, the moment he saw the painting, his eyes were filled with fear and he clenched his fists tightly, as if there was an extremely terrifying existence buried in the coffin.

I didn't dare make a sound, for fear of disturbing Li Yixi.

Under the urging of the elders of the Sound Forbidden Land, Xianbao soon saw the Dragon Temple. The elders of the Sound Forbidden Land outside Xianbao looked at each other, and one of them hurried to the Dragon Temple.

The elder arrived at the Dragon Temple very quickly and said, "Greetings, Pavilion Master!"

"The young master is about to arrive, but he is painting. I don't know what the painting is, it's too scary, and he hasn't finished it yet. We can't disturb him!" said the elder nervously.

"it is good!"

"I understand. You did a good job. When you go back, I will reward you generously!" Zhao Yin said hurriedly.

"Thank you, Pavilion Master!"

A smile quickly appeared on the elder's face.

"Friend Zhao, what should we do?"

"Wait, wait until the young master finishes painting, then I will show up!" Zhao Yin hurriedly instructed.

As soon as Zhao Yin's voice fell, a palace was seen flying towards here in the distance, and its speed became extremely slow.

"Ok?"

The moment they looked at the palace in the void, Zhao Yin and the others felt their souls tremble.

Because at this moment, an extremely horrifying scene appeared above the palace: a terrifying coffin, pulled by nine divine dragons emitting endless divine power, as if it was being pulled from the end of time.

Whether it was the coffin or the nine dragons, the aura emitted by the phantom at that moment made them feel terrified.

Under this supreme pressure, everyone's legs began to tremble violently.

"Friend Zhao, what is this?"

"Such a terrifying pressure?" The moment he saw this scene, a trace of fear appeared in Lekong's eyes. Lekong had never seen such a terrifying scene even in the fairy world, but today he saw it in the Xuanhuang World.

This kind of supreme pressure far surpassed that of a true immortal, and Liaokong had never seen it before.

"Young Master is painting. This might be a reflection of the strange vision in the painting you made."

How could we possibly understand how terrifying the young master is?

"I forgot to tell you, my young master's attainments in literature are unfathomable!"

Zhao Yin looked at the shadow in the void at this moment, his body trembling.

"Ok?"

"The strongest person in the world of literature?"

The moment he heard the word "Wen Dao", Lekong's body trembled violently.

Liaokong knew that the way of literature was the most terrifying and powerful way.

In the palace, Ye Chen was finishing up at this moment. He quickly finished painting everything. The nine dragons seemed to come alive, and the dragon power they exuded was extremely terrifying.

Li Yixi took a deep breath, looked at the painting in front of him, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he was very satisfied.

Finally, Ye Chen picked up the pen and wrote four words on the painting: Three Generations of Bronze Coffin.

After Ye Chen finished writing, he put down his pen.

"Young Master, what kind of painting is this? It's so scary!" Liu Danxin asked anxiously.

"Is this a painting?"

"Just some memories. This is the bronze coffin of the Three Generations in my memory. Rumor has it that it is very magical. No one knows who its owner is."

"No one knows what level of existence he is. Even those ancient supreme beings from the Emperor's Fall didn't know who forged this Three Worlds Bronze Coffin. It doesn't seem like something from any other realm, it seems to have come from above."

"He can travel through the past, present and future. It's extremely terrifying!"

Ye Chen smiled and put the painting away.

That supreme pressure also disappeared!

"Above God?"

The moment he heard these words, Liu Dan's eyes were filled with shock.

Liu Dan has always felt that the fairyland is the ultimate plane.

But after hearing Ye Chen's words, Hu Qingyun suddenly felt that this world was more mysterious and terrifying than she had imagined.

"Is there something in this world that you don't know?" Liu Dan muttered to himself.

"Master, we've arrived at the Dragon Temple!"

At this moment, outside the palace, the people from the Forbidden Land of Sound saw that Ye Chen had finished painting and hurriedly bowed to him.

"Dragon Temple, are we there yet?"

Ye Chen turned and looked at the man.

The elder of the Forbidden Land of Sound was filled with horror the moment he saw Ye Chen, because Ye Chen had just finished painting, and the myriad Daoist auras emanating from his body were terrifying to the extreme.

Just one glance made his soul tremble.

Seeing Ye Chen looking over, he quickly collected his thoughts and said, "Sir, we just arrived at Dragon Temple. Do you need to rest for a while before going to Dragon Temple?"

The elder of the Sound Forbidden Land said this with great trepidation.

"No, it's not tiring. This Dragon Temple is rumored to have been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and the inheritance has never been interrupted. I can't wait to go and see it." Ye Chen responded.

"Dan, let's go!"

"How about we go and see this Dragon Temple?"

Ye Chen reached out and held Liu Dan's delicate hand, then walked outside.

"We are waiting to welcome you, Master!"

Outside, everyone who had been waiting for a long time hurriedly saluted when they saw Ye Chen appear.

Lekong glanced at Ye Chen quietly. At this glance, Lekong's body trembled violently and his eyes were full of fear. At this moment, the power of all kinds of forces on Ye Chen was so terrifying that it made Lekong's soul tremble.