Heroes' Prison-Chapter 1582 - 1508: Sharp Sword and Dao Feng, A Formidable Alliance!

What unfolded before them was a terrifying and eerie scene—

In the vast starry sky, coffins glowing red hung suspended, their lids tightly sealed.

The coffins varied in size and presence, with the most striking one at the very center, the main coffin, which was the core of all coffins. It had a boundless aura, flashing red light, like a blazing sun.

Other coffins, centered around that main coffin, were arrayed in circles, spinning like planets, with the outermost coffins being smaller in size and weaker in aura.

These circles of coffins did not revolve in the same direction but were divided into multiple tracks, some rotating east-west, others north-south, a three-hundred-sixty-degree surround of the main coffin.

The entire arrangement was distinct in hierarchy, orderly, and had a solemn and majestic quality akin to a religious altar.

"This is the core of the God’s Tomb. Inside each coffin rests the soul of a demigod. If you wish to become a Reincarnator, you must fuse with a demigod’s soul from one of these coffins. I will employ my Underworld King status to summon all the souls of your teammates here, and you can guide them into those coffins. The rest is up to them." Sharp Sword said, pointing to the center of that starry area at a coffin on one of the revolving tracks, "That coffin contains a Main God from the Demon Realm known as Mad Blade. It was once as famed as Tyrant and Crazed God, all demon gods who fought without regard for their lives. It excelled in sword techniques, even stronger than the Sword Emperor. If you’re confident enough, I recommend fusing with its soul. Once successful, you will no longer be Dao Feng but Mad Blade, and your strength will explode in enhancement."

Dao Feng followed Sharp Sword’s direction and indeed saw a massive coffin rotating around the central main coffin. Razor-sharp sword qi surrounded the coffin, appearing bloodthirsty and frantic under the main coffin’s red light.

"Boom~" Suddenly, the coffin made a loud noise, and the lid bulged outward slightly, as if the divine soul inside sensed Dao Feng’s presence and was fiercely crashing against it, eager to emerge and battle.

"It’s sensed your existence, knowing you are skilled in sword techniques too. Be careful." Sharp Sword’s expression turned grave upon witnessing this.

"How do we get there?" Dao Feng took a deep breath, tightly gripping the Blade of the Sword Emperor, ready for action.

Sharp Sword straightened his posture, speaking in a tone more serious than ever: "The journey ahead will be extremely dangerous. Those coffins will fiercely guard the central main coffin, preventing us from approaching. In life, they were demigods, and even in death, they retain terrifying prowess. Once we break into those circles, danger will come from all directions, impossible to guard against alone. Hence, we must trust one another completely here, entrusting our backs to each other, each responsible for facing the crisis from their direction. No matter what, we must use every means to block those coffins. Utilize any strategies without reservation; otherwise, we’ll perish. If you die, you’ll be trapped here like your teammates, unable to leave. I possess the Underworld King’s privilege to exit but cannot break through the Tomb God’s barrier again to save you. There’s only one chance—any slip will lead to eternal ruin. Are you truly prepared?" Sharp Sword locked eyes with Dao Feng as he spoke.

Dao Feng pressed his lips together, nodding heavily: "I’m ready! Brother Sword, let’s fight side by side!"

Subsequently, Sharp Sword and Dao Feng together charged towards the starry sky. Their tiny figures were almost negligible compared to the gigantic coffins.

The dazzling red light emanating from the main coffin cast enormous shadows on the coffins, flickering with their rotation.

Dao Feng and Sharp Sword’s small bodies flew resolutely forward amidst this interplay of light and shadow.

Finally, they arrived near the outermost circle of coffins. A short distance further would lead them into the layered circles of coffins.

Dao Feng and Sharp Sword exchanged a glance and then turned, back-to-back, sideways charging into the circle.

...

Near the Moon’s ring mountains, Xue Huan continued to manipulate the overwhelming blood sea around him, fiercely battling the King of the Fallen’s incarnation and three of the Moon Clan’s Virtual Gods.

He had completely fallen into a disadvantage, defending against their attacks with all his might, yet after battling for so long, he had consumed too much strength and seemed to have difficulty maintaining his defenses.

"Wham!" At this moment, another Crescent Moon Blade forcefully broke through the blood sea’s obstruction, slicing sharply at Xue Huan’s snake body at the crucial spot, carving out a terrifying wound.

Xue Huan’s body shuddered, his face turned a shade paler, and he urgently manipulated the blood sea around him to flow into the wound for healing.

Yet the speed of recovery couldn’t match that of injury, and the blood sea’s energy came from himself, causing the healing to deplete divine power.

"After all this fighting, do you think you can still turn the tide? My king advises you to retreat early, lest you die here!" At this point, the King of the Fallen’s incarnation sneered.

"You’re merely relying on numbers! If it were one-on-one, your incarnation would have already collapsed, unable to endure this far!" Xue Huan retorted with scant defiance, though his tone already lacked its earlier arrogance, indeed contemplating the necessity of this battle.

Currently, it seemed that without any unforeseen events, rescuing the Gorgon was highly unlikely, making further fighting unnecessary.

"Boom!" Just then, an unplanned occurrence happened!

From the depths of the ring mountains’ ruins, a thunderous explosion erupted, sending a fierce shockwave soaring, lifting countless dirt and debris.

"Not good! Someone’s attacking the barrier! Yue Shangshuang, come with me to check it out!" The King of the Fallen’s expression changed slightly and called a Moon Clan’s Virtual God, rushing toward the ruins at the ring mountains’ base.

Upon reaching the bottom, they immediately saw a peculiar monster with a glowing body, eyes emitting thunder and lightning, his right hand a Qilin Arm, madly attacking everything around without rhyme or reason.

This is Huang Yi’s incarnation!

Seeing Xue Huan fall into a disadvantage, it finally couldn’t suppress the urge to intervene, having replenished the last bit of energy, reaching 100% capacity.

The incarnation spiraled out of control again, utterly wielding the power of corpse tissue, becoming an entity more fearsome than a virtual god!