Nobilis of War

Chapter 47 Enter The Bronze Coffin

Darren was surprised to see the huge palm descend from the sky. It was about to crush him to smithereens. He rushed forward, hoping to dodge the attack but it was unlikely due to its tremendous size.

The mysterious bronze coffin ahead of Darren was his only way to escape the attack.

In a moment of desperation, Darren rushed into the coffin.

Bang!

The palm shadow hit the bronze coffin and bounced off of it, meanwhile the extraordinary warrior who launched the palm attack plummeted and was obviously wounded.

For Darren, he was immediately confused with the insides of the bronze coffin.

The world inside seemed broken.

Countless graves were scattered as far as one could see across the bleak, boundless, and black earth, giving off an old-world atmosphere.

In front of most graves were gravestones, engraved with ancient golden words.

A gentle breeze kissed Darren's face and swayed the weeds. Darren didn't expect the deathly stillness to show any sign of life.

"No, something is wrong! They aren't weeds, they are superior spiritual herbs."

Darren was dazed. The lowest and humblest weeds were superior spiritual herbs. But there were more weeds with greater vitality than the superior spiritual herbs.

"My goodness."

This place was in fact abundant with treasures beyond Darren's imagination. Urged by his strong inner desire, Darren wanted to pluck those herbs so badly but he couldn't move an inch as if his feet were tightly bound by the earth.

"I don't believe this nonsense!" Blinded by the immense amount of treasures, Darren would by no means let this golden opportunity slip away. He channeled all his internal force to try and lift his leg.

After moving about half an inch, an overwhelming force pushed Darren onto the ground like a huge mountain was dropped down on him. In a split second, two of his chest bones were gravely fractured by the pressure.

astonishment, he hurriedly withdrew the leg he attempted

have crushed me

a small

right that had markings of what seemed to be footsteps on the ground. It was a circular area with a radius of about three feet. In front of it was an ancient tomb, its tombstone was engraved with

the Demon King

Darren read on.

the land. This manual is called "Nine Changes of the Demon" and inside are all my lifetime's unique skills. I hope a worthy descendant of my

martial skills of the book "Nine Changes

about

he had reached the Grand Realm as he

book about a legendary

divided into the ordinary martial skill, the medium marital skill, the superior martial skill, the extraordinary martial skill, the supernatural martial skill,

graves. Every gravestone was engraved with

graves grew taller and taller as Darren looked farther, there were

that the farther a grave

the legendary martial skill, my forcible understanding may turn me into an

Heaven Degree talent or above could possibly

tried to read about the first stage of the "Nine Changes of the Demon", he felt nothing unusual except

stage martial skill, a black pyramid-shaped object began to spin

first stage of the martial skill while standing where he

Swoosh...

energy gathered around him and flowed through his body, transforming into streams of powerful black breath that was very similar

underwent dramatic changes, rows of bony spurs grew out of his back and his skin was gradually covered with black

"Fuck, no!"

as his current appearance had scant appeal

himself to the world looking

of this coffin was also in human form and he has obviously cultivated this demon martial skill. There must be some way to

continue comprehending this

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