Looking at the coffin, the man with the mustache seemed a bit spooked.
He shivered, but still nodded, âAlright. But⦠you have to be careful. I have a feeling thereâs something terrifying inside this coffin.â
Ethan Smith ignored the manâs words; this wasnât his first time climbing into the coffin.
Moreover, Ethan hadnât encountered any accidents.
Without wasting any time, Ethan swiftly lifted the coffin lid and jumped inside.
âLetâs begin,â Ethan glanced at the man with the mustache.
The man nodded, closed the lid, and with great effort pushed the coffin to the edge of the Huge Pit.
The scorching heatwave assaulted him, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
So, he hastily pushed the coffin into the pit.
The coffin rapidly fell into the pit, and Ethan, who was inside, was perfectly safe.
The chill inside the coffin was beyond imagination; even true fire couldnât infiltrate it!
Soon, the coffin reached the bottom of the pit, surrounded by flames that seemed to want to swallow it.
Lying inside the coffin, Ethan couldnât help but take a deep breath.
âMay heaven bless me and help me get this material successfully,â Ethan thought to himself.
Subsequently, he slowly moved the coffin lid.
As soon as the lid was opened a crack, Ethan felt an intense heatwave rush towards him!
Ethan could only feel his palm burning, and the flames were continuously drilling inside the coffin!
âDamn it!â Ethan couldnât help but retract his hand.
He glanced at his reddened, burnt palm and could even smell the scent of roasted meat.
âThis true fire is indeed as famous as it is said to be,â Ethan thought while lying in the coffin.
However, there was no turning back for Ethan.
He lay in the coffin, pondering for a while, then activated the Saintly Body Skill and prepared to forcefully grab the material.
Golden Light appeared in the coffin, and Ethanâs body became indestructible.
He took a deep breath and, despite his trepidation, pushed the lid open a crack.
Immediately, Ethan reached out his arm.
The moment his arm was exposed, he felt waves of raw pain! His entire arm seemed as if it would be burnt to a crisp!
Ethan didnât dare to expose his head; he could only endure the pain and grope around amidst the flames.
Once, twice, thriceâ¦
Ethan pulled various oddly shaped rocks from the pit, each red-hot from the flames.
He didnât know which one was the material that the man with the mustache needed, so he continued searching.
During this time, Ethanâs arm was burnt so badly that the flesh split open! The pain made him sweat profusely.
Outside the coffin were scorching flames, yet inside the coffin was an icy chill.
âWhich one is the materialâ¦â Ethan looked at the stones he had pulled in and sighed with furrowed brows.
None of these stones appeared to be the material he needed.
Ethan glanced at his arm. Its flesh had been charred to reveal the white bone beneath.
âDamn it!â Ethan gritted his teeth.
âWorst case, Iâll just lose an arm!â Ethan thought viciously.
He reached his arm out again and continued searching outside.
Finally, fortune favored the bold, and Ethan retrieved a glowing, fiery-red bead from the fiery pit.
The bead was engulfed in roaring flames, but the moment Ethan pulled it into the coffin, the flames disappeared upon contact.
This bead appeared extraordinary, like a red golden core, radiating a scorching aura.
âIt should be this one.â Ethan thought to himself.
He pulled back his arm, which now had its flesh entirely burnt away.
Fortunately, Ethanâs bones had not been damaged â they had just turned black under the blaze.âWith this golden core, I should be able to resurrect those two male corpses.â Ethan Smith couldnât help but feel excited.
The strength of those two male corpses was unfathomable; even the Capital City Martial Arts Association couldnât compare!
Ethan closed the coffin lid and whispered, âItâs time to get out of here.â
Then, he grabbed the coffin lid with one hand, his energy surged, as he prepared to forcefully carry the coffin out of the fiery pit.
Streams of energy brewed within the coffin.
The entire coffin began to tremble slightly as it slowly ascended from the depths of the fiery pit.
With a furious roar, Ethanâs energy exploded, as he charged upward with the coffin in tow!
âWhoosh!â
As the coffin began to rise, the true fire within the pit seemed to become even more aggressive!
It was as if the flames were a giant hand trying to grab hold of the coffin!
Ethan could only feel an enormous force weighing down on him, and the coffin began to fall back!
âDamn it, has this true fire developed a divine sense too?â Ethan thought to himself.
Without any hesitation, he adjusted his own energy to its maximum, desperately struggling against the flames!
The coffin was stuck in a stalemate for a moment, as both sides engaged in a power struggle.
Ethanâs forehead bulged with veins as he exerted his strength to the limit.
He roared, âI canât believe Iâm being restricted by mere flames!â
Along with Ethanâs roar, a burst of golden light erupted from the coffin!
This golden light seemed to fuse with the coffin, as the entire coffin finally began to ascend slowly!
After more than ten minutes, Ethan laboriously carried the coffin out of the fiery pit.
The moment he landed on the ground, he couldnât help but gasp for breath.
âDamn, those flames were terrifying.â Ethan muttered.
The man with the mustache hurried over to open the coffin lid, nervously asking, âAre you still alive?â
Ethan nodded, climbed out of the coffin, and then frowned, âThese flames really are not simple.â
Looking at Ethanâs charred arm, the man with the mustache couldnât help but shiver.
âThatâs scary. If it were me, I might have been burned to ashes.â He murmured while peeking into the coffin.
Ethan glanced at him and said, âThat bead should be the material you need.â
The man with the mustache nodded repeatedly, âThatâs right, thatâs right, that bead. Get it for me.â
Ethan rolled his eyes, âCanât you get it yourself?â
The man with the mustache shivered and said, âI donât want to reach my hand into the coffin; it could bring bad luck.â
Helpless, Ethan took the bead from the coffin and handed it to the man with the mustache.
âNow we have all the materials, right?â Ethan asked.
The man with the mustache stroked his chin and grinned, âJust missing a mask.â
Ethan grunted, standing there with his eyes fixed on the coffin, as if in no hurry to leave.
âLetâs go, werenât you in a rush before?â The man with the mustache muttered.
Ethan shook his head and pointed at the few stones brought out from the fiery pit, saying, âWhy do you think these stones werenât incinerated by the fire? And how could the walls of this huge pit withstand the true fire?â
The sudden question left the man with the mustache dumbfounded.
He scratched his head, âYeah, that does make senseâ¦â
Ethan continued solemnly, âIs it possible that this place was initially just a small pit, and it got bigger and bigger under the assault of the true fire?â
The man with the mustache seemed rather baffled, apparently unsure of Ethanâs meaning.
Ethan went on, âIn other words⦠these stones here may be ordinary, but after being slowly invaded by the true fire, they began to withstand itâ¦â
At this point, the man with the mustacheâs face changed slightly.
It seemed he had guessed something, and he exclaimed in shock, âYou⦠What are you planning to do?â
Ethan glanced at him and said, âIf my body is tempered in this true fire, do you think it will become stronger and stronger until I can withstand this true fire?â