Chapter 103: Seventy-Two Coffins, The Spider Corpse

Without hesitation, Qin Feng chose the path leading uphill.

The downhill path seemed unremarkable, yet Qin Feng had a faint sense that it was also a dead end.

Moreover, there was an acquaintance of his on the uphill path—someone he had to save.

Passing through rows of coffins placed side by side, Qin Feng quickly reached the black coffin where he had earlier noticed something unusual. Reaching out, he grabbed the lid, intending to lift it.

Unexpectedly, the coffin lid was tightly sealed; ordinary strength couldn’t budge it.

“Hmph!”

With a cold snort, Qin Feng suddenly increased the force of his grip severalfold. The lid was lifted slightly, causing the black coffin to tremble.

“Rise!”

Qin Feng shouted sharply. With a loud bang, he forcibly flung the coffin lid open with raw power. Peering inside, he was momentarily stunned.

Inside the coffin lay only a rotting, barely recognizable corpse hand and a writhing mass of repulsive corpse maggots—nothing else.

“Empty?”

That wasn’t right—he had clearly seen Qiu Huzi lying inside just moments before.

His face darkening, violet light flickered again in Qin Feng’s eyes. After a moment, he fixed his gaze on another black coffin not far away.

Approaching and opening it, he found a pile of intestines, bloodied and mangled, a grotesque sight that made his stomach churn.

“Still empty!”

This time, Qin Feng refrained from rushing to open the next coffin. If his guess was correct, only by opening all seventy-two coffins at once might Qiu Huzi’s figure appear.

He stroked his chin thoughtfully and glanced around. Although the coffins seemed neatly arranged, they were grouped in clusters rather than forming a perfect square—they formed a special pattern.

A Corpse Coffin Formation!

Qin Feng nodded silently. This opponent had some skill.

To haul seventy-two coffins here and arrange such a formation to lie in wait was no trivial matter.

Clearly, the enemy was concealed within one—or rather, two—of these coffins, along with a life-bound corpse.

A master of deception and trickery!

Items associated with the Path of Corpse Ghosts often employ such tactics—first creating an aura of mystery and confusion to shatter your mental defenses, exploiting your fatal weaknesses at the moment you expose them for a decisive strike.

This technique was nearly foolproof against ordinary cultivators—but Qin Feng was no ordinary cultivator.

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After discerning his opponent’s method, Qin Feng sneered to himself.

Playing with coffins in front of him was laughable. He had the world’s finest coffin on his side!

Drawing out the Heavy Wu, Qin Feng swung it fiercely, slamming it into the ground with tremendous force. The seventy-two coffins were violently shaken and hurled into the air.

Suspended in midair, the coffins spun rapidly around Qin Feng.

As they whirled faster, the surroundings began to shift, as if entering a black void where not even a hand could be seen.

Chilling winds swept past Qin Feng, who laughed heartily rather than fearing them.

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