Miracle Farmer with Special Abilities-Chapter 831: Living Ghost Enters the Moon Palace
At the center of the cave mansion, there was also a bronze coffin exuding an evil aura.
If an ordinary person were to come to such a place and see such a bronze coffin, they would surely be scared half to death.
Zhang Bin was certainly not afraid, but a sudden inspiration flashed through his mind: Could it be that most of the elders of the Youming Sect are hiding inside coffins? Does this coffin have some special ability to avoid the surveillance of Heaven and Earth? So when sensing the imminent arrival of the centennial Heavenly Tribulation, they hide in the coffin to avoid its terror until another elder helps find a sacrificial ghost, allowing them to pass through the tribulation and live for another hundred years?
If this is really the case, then can they live forever?
Oh my, it’s really possible.
You know, the Youming Sect has a history of three million years.
During these three million years, there could have been several ice ages on Earth.
If they couldn’t find a sacrificial ghost to endure the heavenly tribulation, they could only hide in the coffin.
When humans evolved on the surface of the Earth, they then began to look for sacrificial ghosts again.
However, over these millions of years, they must have accumulated rich experience, definitely richer than the living ghosts on Xuanwu Star.
The information I got from Xuanwu Star can’t fully describe them.
The number of living ghost members in the Youming Sect must have reached an astonishing level.
How many geniuses have they killed?
What an evil sect this is?!
Thinking of this in a flash of insight, Zhang Bin shivered inwardly.
He felt it might really be difficult to completely destroy this sect.
He must be even more cautious and vigilant.
Three million years of inheritance, numerous powerful living ghosts.
And many of their descendants.
Plus numerous terrifying magical treasures.
If relying on him alone, his strength might be insufficient.
He must ally with other powerful sects.
At this moment, Zhang Bin made such a decision.
"Zhang Bin, inside the coffin is Elder Peterson. His body is already dead, only his soul remains. He prefers living in dark places. However, he can still contribute to the sect and help you attract the third-grade Heavenly Tribulation, utilizing this great medicine of heaven and earth to enhance your potential. When you endure this third-grade Heavenly Tribulation, remember to carefully guide some energy to bombard your Moon Palace to hone your soul..." Ling Tian said.
"Perhaps, guiding the thunderous assault on the Lunar Palace has another mystery."
Zhang Bin muttered in his heart, but of course he respectfully agreed aloud.
"Later, Peterson will enter your Moon Palace, then he can help you attract the Heavenly Tribulation. Do not worry or panic. After the tribulation, he will come out."
Lord Specter instructed solemnly.
"I understand."
Zhang Bin nodded seriously.
The reason he sought out Hanbing Yun first to learn the Soul Immortal Divine Technique was to see his own soul. If his soul was not united but scattered, he would rather not collect Orange Thunder than help the living ghost endure the tribulation because the living ghost might seize his soul, and since he is such a genius, enduring the third-grade heavenly tribulation in the Golden Core Mid-Stage, the living ghost would definitely act to seize control.
Even if his soul was united and pure, he was still worried. He practiced diligently for a day and night until he could communicate with his soul, and his soul grew much stronger before he dared to proceed.
"Very well, now we teleport you into the coffin. Once Elder Peterson’s soul enters your Moon Palace, the third-grade Heavenly Tribulation can be drawn."
Ling Tian took out a small teleportation array and placed it on the ground.
Zhang Bin, without any fear, stepped into it.
Ling Tian activated the teleportation array, and with a flash of white light,
Zhang Bin disappeared, almost simultaneously reappearing inside the teleportation array in the coffin.
Zhang Bin immediately widened his eyes to scrutinize the interior of the coffin.
The coffin was indeed specially made, with numerous strange talismans inscribed on its inner walls.
There was a large space, comparable to a small villa.
Decorated luxuriously.
However, the smell was unpleasant.
Inside a protruding ice mountain, there was a body.
No, no, it can’t be called a body, only a skeleton.
Because there was hardly any flesh left, all had decayed, even the bones were rotting.
Except for the skull, which was still intact.
"Could this be Peterson’s body when alive? Hiding in such a coffin, then inside his own body, to escape heaven and earth’s perception and avoid the heavenly tribulation?" Zhang Bin wondered internally.
Crack...
The ice mountain suddenly split open.
A puff of black smoke emerged from the skull.
Instantly forming the image of an old man.
He appeared very aged and not at all frightening, quite amiable.
He looked at Zhang Bin with appreciative eyes and said with a smile: "You must be Zhang Bin? Not bad, not bad, being in the Golden Core Mid-Stage and aiming for the third-grade heavenly tribulation. Rest assured, I will certainly bring the third-grade heavenly tribulation for you. However, it’s a very dangerous task; I have to ask, are you confident?"
"This dumbass is worried I won’t make it and he’ll be struck to death by the tribulation too." Zhang Bin realized inwardly, but he proudly declared: "Elder Peterson, rest assured, I am one hundred percent confident in easily surviving it."
"Very well, I will enter your Moon Palace to attract the third-grade heavenly tribulation for you."
Peterson said, "Do not be tense, it’s very safe..."
"Mm-hmm, I know. Let’s begin, thank you, Elder, for your trouble."
Zhang Bin said.
So Peterson suddenly turned into two black smoke streams, drilled into Zhang Bin’s left and right temples, passed through the passage Zhang Bin left open, and reached the Moon Palace, using his soul energy to form talismans, quickly opening a window in Zhang Bin’s two Moon Palaces, his soul slipping in without hesitation.
Zhang Bin felt a surge of evil energy entering his Moon Palace.
Yet he was not afraid, even deliberately making his soul group larger, seeming less strong.
Peterson’s soul in the Moon Palace formed a human shape, gazed strangely at Zhang Bin’s soul group, and thought, his soul is not very strong, though united, it is too large and impure. I can seize it and merge his soul.
"If I consume his soul, how much stronger will my soul become?"
Zhang Bin also thought wickedly inside.
Now he only needed a thought to close the Moon Palace window, allowing his soul group to devour the other’s soul.
Not very difficult.
He contemplated the pros and cons of doing so.
"Alright, you can go face the heavenly tribulation now."
How could Peterson have imagined Zhang Bin was actually scheming against him in turn?
He used a secret technique to transmit the sound out.
Zhang Bin pushed open the coffin and flashed out.
