Inside Coffin Mountain, Corpse Qi filled the air.
A black mist that had condensed into a physical form shot up into the sky, covering the sun and the moon.
Wooden coffins, stone coffins, bronze coffins, and other coffins of different shapes lay quietly in Coffin Mountain, waiting for someone to come and choose.
Elder Mi Feng stood in the air with his hands behind his back as he watched Jian Wushuang pick the coffins indifferently.
"Wushuang, the divine corpses in the coffins are everywhere. These divine corpses had different cultivation levels when they were alive. From ordinary Star-level Void Warriors to Scar-level Void Warriors and even Five Scar Void Warriors like me, you can find them all in this Coffin Mountain."
"The cultivation of the divine corpse was indeed an important part worth studying. After all, it would determine the divine corpse's future growth to a large extent."