As Qin Mu leisurely sipped wine and enjoyed his meal, waiting for the right moment to bring his Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin Secret Realm into the world, he overheard a conversation at a nearby table that caught his attention.
Two cultivators, one fat and one thin, sat at a table not far from him. Though their physiques were different, both exuded a powerful aura that made it clear they were no ordinary individuals, but cultivators.
However, the expressions on their faces were sour, laced with indignation.
"The Phantom Destruction Palace is going too far. Their actions are a direct insult to our Ice Snow Sect!" the fat cultivator slammed his cup down, speaking angrily.
"Exactly! That young master of the Phantom Destruction Palace, a notorious playboy, has harmed so many human female cultivators. Does he really think he's worthy to marry Junior Sister Ling Xue?" the thin cultivator chimed in, his voice also filled with anger.
"It must be that scoundrel coveting Junior Sister Ling Xue's beauty. That's why he begged the sect leader of Phantom Destruction Palace to propose marriage!" the fat cultivator continued, bitterness in his tone. "It's a shame that our Ice Snow Sect is so weak. Otherwise, we wouldn't have to let Junior Sister Ling Xue defend her honor through a duel!"
"Hmph, it's not about being weak! It's that Phantom Destruction Palace has forgotten their human identity, choosing to align with the Ancient Race. They're nothing but traitors to the human race!" the thin cultivator spat, his face contorted with disdain.
Qin Mu, listening nearby, quickly pieced together the situation from their brief exchange.
The two cultivators were from the Ice Snow Sect, and the Junior Sister Ling Xue they spoke of was none other than Ye Ling Xue, a direct disciple of the sect's leader.
Ye Ling Xue was renowned for her exceptional beauty but had mediocre talent. However, through relentless effort and diligence, she had surpassed many others and became the top cultivator of the younger generation in the Ice Snow Sect.
Her popularity within the sect was unmatched, not only for her cultivation but also for her kindness and down-to-earth nature.
As for the Phantom Destruction Palace's young master, he had set his sights on Ye Ling Xue's beauty and begged his sect leader to propose marriage to her.
Known for his debauchery, the young master had ruined the lives of many female cultivators. Naturally, Ye Ling Xue rejected the proposal, and the Ice Snow Sect also refused the marriage.
However, the Phantom Destruction Palace, which was once equal in power to the Ice Snow Sect, had recently turned the tables by joining forces with the Ancient Race, becoming their puppet and even helping them enslave the human race.
Thanks to the support from the Ancient Race, the Phantom Destruction Palace grew stronger, while the Ice Snow Sect struggled to compete.
Ye Ling Xue, unwilling to marry the young master, had no choice but to agree to a duel with him. If she lost, she would marry him, but if she won, the marriage would be called off.
Although the young master was a playboy, he possessed immense potential, being born with the King's Body and receiving various treasures from the Ancient Race. His strength had far surpassed Ye Ling Xue's, and he was supremely confident about the upcoming duel.
The date of the duel was less than a month away, and many cultivators from the Ice Snow Sect had already lost hope, knowing that Ye Ling Xue stood little chance of winning. This only deepened the gloom and frustration in the hearts of those who supported her.
As Qin Mu sipped his drink, he couldn't help but shake his head, his disdain for those traitorous cultivators evident. He had been in this fantasy world for only half a month, but he had already understood the dire situation humanity was in.
Not only were the human cultivators weak, but many had also sold out to the Ancient Race for personal gain, helping to enslave their fellow humans. These individuals were no longer worthy of being called human!
However, these fleeting thoughts passed quickly in Qin Mu's mind.
Though Ye Ling Xue's plight was certainly frustrating, Qin Mu firmly believed that with the help of his Fantasy Secret Realm Creation System, he could assist the human race in rising from the depths of despair and reclaiming their former glory!
"It's almost time. Let this Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin Secret Realm be the official declaration of my arrival in this world," Qin Mu thought to himself as he finished his wine and looked up at the sky above Ice Snow City. With a flick of his mind, he commanded:
Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, activate!
Buzz—
A strange ripple emanated from the sky above Ice Snow City, and the bright sunlight that had bathed the city moments ago suddenly disappeared. The sky darkened!
The ethereal waves spread, and nine massive dragon corpses, each dragging an ancient bronze coffin, tore through the void. The scene was as if it had come from the distant past, carrying an aura of ancient, overwhelming might.
The Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin had arrived!
"What's going on? Why did the sky suddenly turn dark?" the fat and thin cultivators in Snow Food Pavilion were the first to notice the change outside.
At the same time, almost everyone in Ice Snow City, both commoners and cultivators, felt the change.
Why did the sky darken?
At that moment, countless people in Ice Snow City looked up in confusion, and the next moment, they were confronted with a sight they would never forget.
"That's..."
"Heavens, what am I seeing!"
"This... this is..."
In the vast void above, nine enormous black dragon corpses stretched across the sky like a dark river, blocking out the sun!
The dragon corpses were pitch black, with eerie scales. Even in death, they exuded a terrifying pressure that sent shivers down the spine of anyone who gazed upon them.
What was even more astounding was that each of these nine dragon corpses was bound by thick, black iron chains, which then converged into one point, connecting to an enormous Bronze Coffin!
The coffin was ancient, covered with faded and cryptic symbols that spoke of the passage of countless years, exuding an air of antiquity.
The nine dragon corpses seemed to have torn through time and space, appearing in the sky above Ice Snow City, casting a shadow over the city!
At that moment, as the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin appeared, Qin Mu's system notifications started ringing non-stop:
'You received 80 Awe Points from Zhao Wuchang!'
'You received 10 Awe Points from Qi Yong!'
'You received 150 Awe Points from Song Wen!'
'You received 30 Awe Points from Zhuang Wenchang!'
'You received 300 Awe Points from Qin Ruyuan!'
'You received...'
With each system notification, Qin Mu's Awe Points surged rapidly!
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