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Chapter 646 - 645: Entering the Highland—Qingqiu Must Not Disrespect the Divine Coffin! (Second Update)

This is terrifying!

It must be known that she herself had already reached the limits of a Quasi-Saint. Logically speaking, when facing a Quasi-Saint level existence, she should be overlooking them or at least seeing them as equals!

Yet the other party was clearly not a Saint, but could give her an unfathomable feeling.

This was extremely peculiar.

"Could it be, similar to Demon Master Kunpeng?"

"But from what Nezha said, this Taixu Celestial Venerable is a person of the present age?"

In the land of Qingqiu, there are many ancient and terrifying beings; although they are not Saints, they also surpass Quasi-Saints.

Just like the Demon Master Kunpeng who guards the Endless Fire Realm, it’s rumored that it has cultivated over three hundred strands of Saint’s Breath!

Throughout the Grand Thousand Upper Realm, aside from Saints, no one can stand against Kunpeng!

The frightening thing is, within the nine highlands of Qingqiu, the Demon Master Kunpeng is not an isolated example!

For example, in the Innate Saint Realm Highland, the several Holy Spirits residing there all surpass Quasi-Saints with their special existence!

It’s rumored that while they were still in the Grand Thousand Upper Realm, they almost went to war with Lady Nuwa!

This shows how powerful these beings are!

However, although there are many monsters in Qingqiu surpassing Quasi-Saints, they all share a common trait: without exception, they were all born in extremely ancient times!

According to the ancestors of the Fox Race.

This is because, in ancient times, the cultivation of Quasi-Saints could continuously advance.

Like the former Di Jun and Lu Ya, they were all existences that surpassed Quasi-Saints.

The reason later Quasi-Saints found their limit at fifteen strands of Saint’s Breath.

Is because an unspeakable existence cut off a piece of ancient history, severing the path of cultivation for future Quasi-Saints!

Later Quasi-Saints who wish to advance further must compete fiercely to attain true sainthood!

To ascend to the heavens in one step!

Just like Su Daji, although she is also an existence from the Gods Sealing Era, her cultivation has spanned over a million years.

At first glance, it seems very ancient.

But in the context of the entire ancient history, she can only be considered an unfortunate latecomer.

So fifteen strands of Saint’s Breath are also her limit!

It is precisely because of this limitation that she feels puzzled about Lin Heng.

If the other party were an existence from the early days of the cosmos’s creation, then such an unfathomable feeling wouldn’t be too surprising.

But as Nezha mentioned, the other party is very young, a Celestial Venerable of this age...

"A Celestial Venerable of this age..."

Su Daji’s beautiful eyes shimmered as she murmured to herself, "It’s been many years since I’ve left, I wonder what the Grand Thousand Upper Realm has become?"

While pondering, a vast aura suddenly approached from behind.

Su Daji turned to look and surprisingly saw them catching up.

Looking at that young Celestial Venerable with an aura like an abyss, Su Daji, compelled by an inexplicable urge, wanted to test the depths of the other party.

With a movement of her feet, a rainbow light flashed, shooting across the universe.

Her speed skyrocketed, instantly leaving those behind her in the starlit sky.

Before she could look back, the vast aura approached again.

Su Daji’s delicate brows furrowed, and as if in defiance, she accelerated. Her tails emerged one after another, and with each demonic tail’s appearance, her aura surged, reaching astonishing speed.

Soon, she arrived at the Holy Race Highland.

However, before she could relish in this private competition, she saw the Purple Gold Dao spanning the universe, with the group already standing behind her.

"So fast?"

Su Daji was a bit annoyed, her face unconsciously flushing red.

Seeing this, Lin Heng casually remarked, "Why the sudden haste, my friend? I almost couldn’t keep up with your shadow."

Having failed the private competition, Su Daji’s eyes brightened at these words: "Really? You almost got left behind?"

"Uh, yes."

Lin Heng nodded, though inwardly a bit amused, not expecting the legendary calamity-bringing Su Daji to have the competitiveness of a child.

Indeed.

Lin Heng’s words made Su Daji feel much better, and her face brightened with a smile as she said in good spirits, "See, this is the Holy Race Highland."

"Also the place closest to the Divine Coffin among the nine highlands."

"Divine Coffin?" Everyone looked slightly puzzled.

"That’s what you saw in the space-time passage just before you entered Qingqiu," Su Daji explained.

Black Rakshasa blurted out, "Wasn’t that a fierce coffin? How..."

"Shut up!"

The previously gentle and smiling Su Daji’s expression suddenly changed upon hearing Black Rakshasa’s words, hurrying to halt him.

The crowd was taken aback, not expecting her sudden strong reaction.

Black Rakshasa was equally bewildered, but having long heard of Qingqiu’s peculiarities, he promptly shut his mouth.

Su Daji then solemnly explained, "In the land of Qingqiu, one must not disrespect the Divine Coffin. Don’t ask why, because it is the source of all life, it is the Divine Coffin that gives everyone hope, Qingqiu exists because of it!"

Su Daji’s tone was very serious, emphasizing the Divine Coffin’s status in Qingqiu.

Hearing this, the crowd couldn’t help but frown slightly in confusion, but ultimately kept their silence.

They turned their gaze to the highland ahead.

The highland shrouded in mist, towering between heaven and earth, majestic and mysterious, imparting an awe-inspiring majesty that dares not be directly confronted.

Everyone gathered their spirits, feeling both excitement and a bit of tension.

At this time, the three demonic foxes accompanying Su Daji finally returned, panting heavily.

Su Daji then turned around: "Once inside, do not use mana; as newcomers, you must ascend the highland with a pious heart."

"Otherwise, the World Mirror may not appear."

She earnestly reminded them.

Everyone nodded in understanding, then followed Su Daji’s lead into the mist.

The moment they entered the highland,

Various eyes from cave mansions and palaces across the highland peered through the sea of clouds, landing upon them.

Upon seeing that Su Daji was leading the way,

The fox race powerhouses retracted their gaze.

Meanwhile, Lin Heng’s group,

Proceeded along the ancient steps toward the top of the highland.

During this journey, everyone could clearly hear the sound of chanting.

The sounds were ethereal, distant, seemingly resonating from the ancient past.

The Six-Eared Macaque was puzzled by this, looking around but unable to find the source of the sound.

"No need to look, those are ancient echoes, the sounds of ritual offerings to the Divine Coffin throughout endless years, devout and everlasting, they persist even beyond the end of time and the decay of mountains and seas." Su Daji explained as they moved forward.

Everyone exchanged glances in amazement, while Nezha suddenly asked, "Didn’t you say this is the highland closest to the Divine Coffin?"

"Why can’t we see where the Divine Coffin is?"

He always held suspicions about Su Daji.

However, before Su Daji could respond, Lin Heng spoke first, frowning as he said, "Didn’t you see that coffin?"