Sweeping across the heavens, starting with the first emperor of the ancient times.

When Jiang Hao traveled through time, he caught a glimpse of the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin amidst the turbulent flow of time.

At that time, the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin was radiating a vast and mysterious light.

It traverses endless space and time, possessing immense power and mystery, untouched by the passage of time.

That mysterious and powerful aura deeply shocked the young Jiang Hao at the time.

There are such powerful and mysterious things in this world.

After arriving in this world, Jiang Hao never saw the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin again.

I have only seen descriptions of nine dragons pulling a coffin in ancient books and legends.

All that is known is that the Kowloon Coffin's whereabouts are unpredictable, and no one can track it, because it travels through time and space.

This thing appeared in the mythical era and in the ancient times, and each time it appeared, it was accompanied by various legends.

Some say the coffin contains the secret to immortality, while others say it is a coffin that guides people to the celestial realm, enabling them to ascend to immortality.

Some say it is just an ancient funerary object lost in time and space, burying a terrifyingly powerful being!

Countless people have tried to catch up with it and explore its secrets, but no one has ever succeeded.

It is like a traveler and witness of time and space, quietly watching the rise and fall of eras.

Moreover, this thing depends on fate; those who are not destined to be with it, even if they are enlightened, cannot get close to it.

It has caused countless seekers to arrive full of hope, only to leave disappointed.

Moreover, even if the enlightened one attacks the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, it will be of no use.

All attacks at this level had no effect on the coffin, which further amplified everyone's admiration for the miraculous power of the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin.

Even the invincible Daoists who can destroy countless star rivers cannot harm this thing in the slightest. Just how powerful must this Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin be?

It has to be at least a powerful celestial artifact!

Jiang Hao took a step forward and arrived in the starry sky, looking at the nine dragons pulling the coffin in front of him.

"The Heavenly Emperor."

A figure in cyan appeared beside Jiang Hao; it was Yun Li.

She gazed at the nine dragons pulling the coffin in the distance, her eyes filled with shock: "This thing actually exists! I've read descriptions of it in ancient books, but I've never had the chance to see it."

Yun Li's gaze fell on the dragon corpses, feeling the oppressive aura emanating from them, her voice tightening slightly: "These nine dragons, they must be at least in the Immortal Dao realm, right?"

Jiang Hao nodded: "He is at the True Immortal level, and stronger than An Qiong. Although he is dead, his body is immortal. He was probably a strong True Immortal in life."

These nine dragon corpses have endured countless ages and remain immortal. Even so, their current aura is stronger than An Qiong's, demonstrating just how powerful these nine dragon corpses were in life.

Yun Li gasped.

Nine dragons, each at least a true immortal, were pulling a coffin as they traveled through time and space!

"What exactly is this thing? What kind of person is it that can use nine celestial dragons to pull a coffin?" Yun Li murmured.

This is truly astonishing. Immortals are already a rare sight throughout the ages, but now there are nine dragon corpses, at least immortal dragons, pulling a mysterious coffin!

Jiang Hao was also thinking about this question.

Using a celestial dragon to pull a coffin—that's quite an extravagant display.

The person in the coffin must have been someone of incredibly high status.

Moreover, being able to travel freely through time and space, ignoring the erosion of time, this coffin itself is probably an unimaginable treasure.

"I'll give it a try," Yun Li said, flying closer to the Nine Dragons Coffin.

She reached out, trying to touch the hazy light that enveloped the ancient coffin.

When his hand was still three zhang away from the light barrier, it was blocked by a gentle force.

No matter how hard she tried to activate her magic, she could not move forward even an inch.

Yun Li withdrew her hand and shook her head: "We really weren't meant to be."

She wasn't too disappointed; instead, she smiled and said, "This thing is too strange. It's normal that it's not meant for someone. Heavenly Emperor, why don't you give it a try?"

Jiang Hao nodded and flew towards the Nine Dragons Coffin.

As he approached, the hazy light barrier suddenly rippled, spreading out in concentric circles.

Then, to Yun Li's astonishment, the light barrier slowly dissipated.

The bronze coffin was completely exposed to the starry sky, and the ancient patterns on the coffin walls were clearly visible, exuding a desolate and mysterious aura.

Yun Li's eyes lit up, and she laughed, "I knew you could do it, Heavenly Emperor!"

In Yun Li's heart, if anyone in all the heavens and myriad realms was qualified to be the one to pull the coffin with nine dragons, it could only be the legendary Heavenly Emperor before her.

Jiang Hao felt that he was destined to be among the people who could enter the Kowloon Coffin Pulling Ceremony, and he was very happy.

After all, this is the most mysterious thing in the heavens, and everyone is curious about it, including Jiang Hao!

He wanted to see this mysterious thing, to see what was inside and what he could get from it.

Jiang Hao turned to Yun Li and said, "Come on, let's go take a look together."

Yun Li smiled: "Alright, then let's benefit from the Heavenly Emperor's influence."

She flew to Jiang Hao's side, and this time the light barrier did not appear to block her.

Clearly, the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin tacitly acknowledged her status as Jiang Hao's companion.

This made Yun Li sigh with admiration; it was truly wonderful to follow the Heavenly Emperor.

Jiang Hao and his companion arrived in front of the bronze coffin.

The coffin lid was not completely closed, leaving a gap. It was pitch black inside, and even divine sense could not penetrate it.

Jiang Hao reached out and gently pushed the coffin lid.

A heavy, metallic scraping sound rang out as the coffin lid slowly slid open, revealing the interior.

The two exchanged a glance and stepped inside.

The coffin was not the cramped space one might imagine; on the contrary, it was surprisingly spacious, like a small, independent world.

The walls of the coffin were covered with dense ancient characters and patterns.

Those characters were neither contemporary writing nor Taoist script from the mythological era, but rather a much more ancient set of symbols.

The air was filled with an atmosphere of timelessness, mysterious and ancient.

"This is..." Yun Li looked around, her eyes filled with shock.

Jiang Hao was also looking at those engravings.

Some patterns depict scenes of ancient people worshipping the stars, some are fragments of battles between gods and immortals, and others show scenes of mysterious ferocious beasts roaring to the sky.

"What a mysterious nine-dragon coffin," Yun Li murmured to herself.

The more I look at it, the more I realize that this coffin carries too much weight and burden.

Jiang Hao silently looked at these carvings, feeling increasingly aroused by their mystery.

The two walked to the center of the world inside the coffin.

There was a small coffin there.

The small coffin was also made of bronze, but it was more rustic, with no decorations on it, only the most primitive casting marks.

It stood there quietly, yet it seemed to be the core of the entire world inside the coffin, with all the carvings and the Daoist charm subtly pointing to it.

Jiang Hao looked at the small coffin and a strange feeling rose in his heart.

It was as if something was calling to him.

Jiang Hao stepped forward and gently placed his hand on the lid of the small coffin.

It feels cool to the touch.

The next moment, a torrent of information surged into his mind through his palm!

Jiang Hao closed his eyes, immersed himself in the moment, and entered a special ethereal state, which allowed him to hear a unique sound.

The sound was like the voice of the Great Dao, or a profound and mysterious truth.

It was a profound and divine sound formed from hundreds of ancient characters, each character falling like a star.

At first, the tremor made his sea of ​​suffering hum, but in an instant it returned to calm, like the moon rising over the sea, its clear light spreading across his mind.

Although there are only a few hundred Daoist characters, each one contains profound meaning.

Jiang Hao felt as if he had traveled through time and space, witnessing the flow of the river of time and the rise and fall of eras like waves.