Their bodies were burly, their skin was the color of charcoal, and their muscles were as hard as stone. There was a scar on their right eyebrow that could gouge out their eyeballs. They were all the characteristics of the Coffin-Bearers of Nanming.
The most sudden one was the one on his shoulder.
The black coffin that made one's scalp go numb.
The name of the Coffin-Bearers of Nanming came from this black coffin.
No one knew which sect he came from. Everyone only knew that this person had a cruel temperament and extraordinary strength. He was said to be invincible below the Monarch Level and even had a glorious battle record of killing a Second Stage Primitive Emperor!
He was a lone wolf, stirring up a storm of blood everywhere he went, and the number of tragedies he created was innumerable!
Furthermore, he was currently only a level-nine Yuan Venerate!
Qin Hao did not know if it was an illusion, but when the Nanming Coffin Bearer walked to the center of the field and looked up at the Climbing Dragon Peak, he felt as if the Nanming Coffin Bearer was secretly staring at him as if he was staring at his prey.
"This person is very dangerous!" Qin Hao thought to himself and transmitted his voice to Xiao Han and the Old Demon, telling them to pay more attention to this person.
Although they had never met before, Qin Hao could not possibly have any enmity with the other party. With such a dangerous aura, there was no way Qin Hao would be mistaken.
"Is this the Coiling Dragon Wonder?
In my eyes, you are nothing more than trash … "Carrying the black coffin, the Coffin Bearer mocked the Coiling Dragon Edge.
"Trash?
I would like to see the fiendish Coffin Carrying Man. How many high platforms would he be able to step on today's Coiling Dragon Peak? I hope he won't even be able to step on one.
What a disgrace, hahaha … "
One of the two subordinates of Ning Chaofan, who were blocking Qin Hao's path, laughed maniacally. He was also a level-nine Yuan Venerate, so he wasn't afraid of the other party.
He thought that the notoriety of the Coffin Bearers of Nanming was just an empty title used to scare children. When it came to real abilities, they were nothing!
"Keke!" The Nanming Coffin-Carrying Man laughed sinisterly. He glanced at them from the corner of his scarred eyes.
Peng!
The black coffin on his shoulder fell to the ground, and it was abnormally heavy. He waved his rough palm at the tightly shut coffin, and the coffin lid suddenly burst open under his strength. Immediately, a bone-chilling wind swept through.
A wisp of black Ghost Qi emerged from the black coffin. Everyone felt as if they had fallen into hell, as if they could hear the howling of thousands of ghosts.
Ning Chaofan's subordinate, who had spoken rudely, didn't even have time to react before he was forcefully pulled into the coffin by the tentacles of black smoke.
Peng!
As the coffin lid closed!
A blood-curdling scream rang out from the black coffin. Everyone saw a thick layer of blood flowing out from the cracks of the coffin.
He had only shouted three times before Ning Chaofan's subordinate, a level-nine Yuan Venerate powerhouse, died!
At this moment, the Nanming Coffin-Bearer's lips curled into a cruel sneer. He opened the coffin again, and a skeleton abruptly shot out from inside, falling to the ground and scattering.
There was no doubt that this was the corpse of a level-nine Yuan Venerate!
After his death, he left behind a ball of sparkling white light the size of a fist in the coffin.
The Nanming Coffin-Bearer clenched his fist, took out a ball of light and tossed it into his mouth, swallowing it right away.
In the end, he even licked his lips at the martial artists, as if he hadn't had enough.
Boom!
Everyone felt as if their brains had been struck and shattered!
This hair-raising scene made them feel as if what the Nanming Coffin-Bearer had swallowed wasn't the Yuan Qi refined by the black coffin, but a living person.
"They were both level-nine Yuan Venerates, but Young Master Ning's subordinate couldn't even withstand a single blow!"
"Not only couldn't withstand a single blow, but he was just like food!"
"His spirit consciousness didn't even have a chance to escape. He was refined along with it …"
Besides the modest young master Li Wanji, cold sweat rolled down everyone's cheeks, including Ning Chaofan himself, Xuanyuan Chen, and every other Supreme-Grade powerhouse present.
Many people retreated in a panic, keeping a distance from the Nanming Coffin-Bearer for fear that they would be stuffed into the coffin and turned into food in the next second.
"This person cannot be provoked!" Xuanyuan Chen took a deep breath and secretly warned himself and his two subordinates.
"That black coffin is his source soul!" Xiao Han's eyes flickered.
"Yes!"
Qin Hao nodded. "His black coffin source soul is similar to Second Master's hat. If you really want to compare them, Second Master's hat might be better!"
The black coffin had the same refining effect as the Old Demon's green hat source soul.
After the Nanming Coffin-Bearer swallowed the refined Yuan Qi of the level-nine Yuan Venerate, his own aura had become much more profound.
This was actually a way to replenish his own Yuan Qi. It seemed like this person's claim to be invincible below the Monarch Grade wasn't just a rumor. He had the right to be arrogant.
"That's all there is to it. In my opinion, Master is the true number one person below the Monarch Grade!" the Old Demon said unhappily.
If his cultivation base wasn't lower than the Coffin-Bearer's, the Old Demon would have wanted to compete with him to see whose source soul was better at refining.
Even if he couldn't, there was still Qin Hao!
Qin Hao was a level-eight Yuan Monarch and could fight a half-step Yuan Venerate. If he increased his cultivation base by one or two levels, killing the Coffin-Bearer would be a piece of cake.
"I'll kill you …"
However, one of Ning Chaofan's subordinates was anxious. He had been with the level-nine Yuan Venerate for a long time and had a deep relationship with him. He was like a brother in the Ning family.
His brother had been cruelly refined into a skeleton right in front of him, causing him to be infuriated.
"This is not Jin GuangCheng. We are no match for him. Bear with it. Bear with it for a few more hours. When I comprehend the seventh platform and my strength increases greatly, the Coffin-Bearer will die!" Ning Chaofan said.