Corpse Refining Ancestor Chu Kuangge

Above the nine heavens, it is not a fairyland, but a broken mausoleum with no end in sight. The stars died here and turned into cold stone, suspended in eternal nothingness. The huge coffin, as big as a mountain, drifts silently with the broken galaxy as a chain. The lids of some coffins have been opened, leaving nothing inside, leaving only the eternal loneliness; some coffins are tightly closed, with long-lost fairy and demon runes engraved on the surface. Occasionally, a few dull heartbeats can be heard, shaking the void. This is the "Eternal Cemetery", the dusk of the gods, and the destination of all the immortals. No one knows its origin. They only know that the eras are reincarnated and the avenues change. The most powerful people will always disappear from the world, and their bodies will be brought here to sleep for eternity. On this day, deep in the cemetery, a particularly huge ancient bronze coffin made a subtle sound. "Click..." A crack suddenly appeared on the coffin lid covered with green patina. The cracks spread like a spider web, and strands of extremely pure, yet dead and cold gray breath seeped out of it. This aura is neither spiritual nor demonic. It is the crystallization of the most original death aura and corpse aura. It is a terrifying existence that is enough to make a true immortal fall. The coffin lid was not completely opened, just a gap. From the gap, a pair of eyes can be vaguely seen. There were no pupils or whites in the eyes, just a chaotic whirlpool. Deep in the whirlpool, the scene of the birth and death of the universe and the changing of reincarnations was reflected. This gaze penetrated the endless void, crossed the dimensional barrier, and cast indifferently towards the lower world, towards the world of cultivation called "Dongxuan".