The old man bore a robust build and a fierce visage, resembling a primitive beast-man who subsisted on raw meat and blood.
"Break!"
He brandished the golden melon hammer in his hand, smashing it ruthlessly down on the copper coffin.
Bang!
The copper coffin was struck fiercely, a circle of dark energy manifesting on its surface only to be shattered instantly by the might of the golden melon hammer. The coffin lid was also catapulted away in an instant, detaching from the coffin body.
A body wrapped in dark energy flew out from the coffin, its frame rigid as a zombie.
Its specific features were indiscernible; one could only infer that the person shrouded in dark energy had a tall stature and must be extremely strong.
"Who are you? The Hundred-Tempering Immortal Sect's cowards won't come out, so they sent you to die in their stead?"
The old man immediately recognized that this person was not the Hundred Refinements Immortal Monarch.
Qin Niu merely watched, wide-eyed.