Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 999 - 521: The Iron Coffin and the Crocodile Emperor

Faced with this solid iron coffin, Duan Yun and the Murong brothers' first thought was that it contained a monster, not a human.

Because it didn't seem like burying a corpse, it seemed more like "suppression."

Suppression inside this iron coffin.

But this iron coffin happened to have a hole.

Seeing a hole, the Murong brothers had an impulse to poke inside.

After all, he's been quite fiery lately and wants to grab anything he sees.

So, he stretched out his right hand, the hand he usually wields a blade with, and looked at that hole.

Once inside an ancient tomb, if the coffin isn't turned upside down, how can one sleep at peace?

Actually, the tomb-robbing sect was on the verge of losing its legacy due to too many deaths, not only because underground tombs were risky, but also due to the tomb robbers' own reasons.

Tomb raiding was addictive; many master tomb robbers vowed to retire after each raid, but as soon as they heard of another tomb, they went again.

And inside tombs, knowing there might be problems, they couldn't resist the urge when they saw a coffin.

Even the Murong brothers, a newbie, felt an itchy urge.

However, the dark hole looked truly strange, filled with unknown dangers.

Just as he gritted his teeth, about to reach in, he saw a shadow fall.

Duan Yun got in there first, reaching inside.

"Quit dawdling, it's just a hole, just go for it," Duan Yun scoffed.

He saw the Murong brothers wanting to charge first, so he planned to let them, but seeing them hesitating, he took the lead.

Admittedly, sticking your hand into such an unknown space was quite a fresh experience.

He figured since there was a hole, the mechanism to open this thing should be inside, maybe a poke would open it.

If any professional tomb robber saw this extremely unprofessional method, they'd probably weep.

The Murong brothers watched Duan Yun take the lead, an envious look appearing on their face.

Dammit, it should have been my hand wandering inside.

At the same time, he was very nervous.

After all, who knows what's inside, if it's something dangerous, would Old Demon Duan's hand be in trouble?

Just as that thought crossed his mind, he heard Duan Yun let out a scream.

"Ah! My hand!"

The Murong brothers lunged over, asking, "What happened?"

"Something's biting my hand!" Duan Yun said with a tragic expression.

"Then pull it out quickly!" urged the Murong brothers.

"There's no need for that," Duan Yun suddenly replied.

"Huh?" The Murong brothers looked bewildered.

"Something is biting me, but it doesn't hurt," Duan Yun said.

"Damn! You scared me to death," the Murong brothers grumbled.

For a moment, he thought Duan Yun's hand was bitten off and feared only a stump would come out, but then...

At that moment, Duan Yun's body sank, as if he had touched something crucial.

He furrowed his brows, his arm reaching further in.

With a ripping sound, a slit appeared in this seemingly sealed coffin.

As Duan Yun's hand continued to move forward, in no time, the coffin split open, revealing its interior.

At the crack, there were many strange serrations.

Even having personally opened this peculiar coffin, a strange expression still surfaced on Duan Yun's face.

Because the action he used to open the coffin felt very familiar.

It's just that this familiarity here seemed very odd.

Inside the coffin was actually a zipper, and the coffin was opened like unzipping a jacket.

"Monster!"

The Murong brothers were so scared they stepped back, and the Blood Shadow Mad Blade jumped up to guard them.

Inside the coffin was a crocodile.

This crocodile was clad in a bright yellow robe and wearing a headpiece, looking just like an emperor.

The reason Duan Yun's hand got bitten was because it went into the crocodile's mouth, which clamped shut a bit.

Duan Yun did consider the possibility of monsters being inside the iron coffin, all sorts of monsters, but he never imagined it would be a crocodile.

This crocodile was quite large, and its human-like clothing indeed made it look like an emperor.

This being King Chu's tomb, they couldn't help but wonder—"Could it be that King Chu was actually a crocodile?"

By then, the Murong brothers had moved, pulling off its yellow robe to examine it closely, finding it was truly just a big crocodile, lacking any human traits, but once dressed, indeed resembled a human.

If there was any part somewhat human-like, it would be its right foreleg.

Its right foreleg gripped a scimitar-like weapon, its toes somewhat human-like.

"If the crocodile is dead, won't it rot enclosed in a coffin?"

The Murong brothers spoke, lifting the Blood Shadow Mad Blade and stabbing it multiple times.

The crocodile was evidently dead, long gone, as the Murong brothers pierced its navel and it remained motionless.

"Let's go, let's get back to business."

There was nothing in the coffin but a dead crocodile and a rusty scimitar.

Duan Yun said, tossing a Fire Lotus inside.

This thing hadn't rotted in such a weird coffin, probably not good news, so he planned to burn it.

With a whoosh, the Fire Lotus set its robe ablaze, the flames roaring.

Duan Yun and the Murong brothers then turned around to find the thief's tunnel Wei Wuxing once dug.

The fire emerging from the coffin illuminated the dim surroundings quite a bit.

In less than half of a tea's time, they actually found that tunnel.