Sensing the surge of power emanating from Su Yuanying, Chen Shuo was astonished. Could this be the true strength of a Semi-Legendary Hunter that legends spoke of?
If Chen Shuo hadn't fought with a Legendary Demon Hunter before, he wouldn't have been able to gauge the difference in power.
Su Yuanying was already infinitely close to becoming a Legendary Demon Hunter. Perhaps what he lacked wasn't experience, but rather a catalyst.
Su Xiyan was equally surprised. In her understanding, while her father was undoubtedly powerful, he was ultimately just above Platinum Rank 3.
She had reached the same rank herself, but now she could clearly sense the enormous gap between them.
Without exaggeration, his mere presence alone was enough to overwhelm her.
If they were to actually fight, Su Xiyan felt she wouldn't last ten moves against her father.
This vast difference made Su Xiyan reassess herself.
On this path, she still had a long way to go. However, rather than being discouraged by this gap, it ignited her determination to improve.
She needed to become stronger, much stronger.
"A Semi-Legendary Hunter? I've always heard there was such an existence in Su City, and today I finally witness it firsthand. You're strong, but that's all you are - just strong."
Under a gloomy voice, its owner appeared.
The moment Chen Shuo saw who it was, his tense posture completely relaxed.
Because it was none other than Sang Biao.
The reason he hadn't noticed anything unusual earlier was that he had considered Sang Biao one of their own, which had led to this misunderstanding.
Just as Su Yuanying was about to take action, Chen Shuo hurriedly stepped forward to explain: "Uncle Su, this is all a misunderstanding. We know him, he's on our side."
Thankfully, Chen Shuo's intervention made Su Yuanying, who was fully prepared for battle, pause in that moment, his eyes filled with bewilderment: "He's on our side?"
Su Yuanying found it hard to believe. The other party was a Demon King, and he had previously encountered the Demon King Xiao Mingchen.
While Xiao Mingchen was certainly powerful, this Demon King before them seemed even stronger.
How could such a powerful vampire be on their side? What was most shocking was that he hadn't known about this at all.
"Uncle Su, it's complicated to explain, but simply put, he's with us now, and he's here to guard the stone coffin I mentioned."
After Chen Shuo's brief explanation, Su Yuanying remained somewhat skeptical.
However, looking at the current situation, he eventually accepted it. If for no other reason than the principle of trusting those you employ, and besides, Chen Shuo was his future son-in-law.
What reason would Chen Shuo have to deceive him?
Moreover, from then until now, he hadn't sensed any killing intent from Sang Biao.
From this perspective, Chen Shuo's words rang true.
Yet he was curious about what kind of charisma Chen Shuo possessed to make even a Demon King switch allegiances.
But perhaps it was precisely this capability that made him value this young man so highly.
Thinking this, Su Yuanying said nothing more.
He was more interested in the stone coffin in the secret cave, which was the purpose of their journey.
Under Sang Biao's guidance, the group ventured deeper into the lair.
Learning from previous experience, Su Xiyan had taken special precautions this time, and with the presence of the veteran Su Yuanying, who had his own methods of protecting against the cold qi, combined with Chen Shuo's protective layer for both of them, they achieved a triple-layered protection.
With these three layers of protection, Su Xiyan moved through the lair as if walking on flat ground.
Even her sensations were vastly different from before.
"Xiyan, how do you feel?"
Out of caution, Chen Shuo asked about Su Xiyan's condition.
"I feel fine, at least there's nothing uncomfortable right now."
As Su Xiyan spoke, she assessed her condition again. Only after confirming she was truly fine did Chen Shuo continue leading the way.
When they reached the secret cave, the first thing that caught their eye was the stone coffin.
The stone coffin sat quietly in place, emanating an incredibly dense cold qi around it, which made even Chen Shuo take it seriously.
Yesterday when they came, this situation hadn't existed.
How had such a change occurred in just one day?
Chen Shuo turned his gaze to Sang Biao, who was the only one who had remained here after they left.
If anyone knew what had happened, it would be him.
"Don't look at me, this is just the coffin's basic condition. In the past, whenever this happened, Xiao Mingchen would come to make offerings, but now that he's gone, I can't handle this matter."
Sang Biao shrugged, indicating his own uncertainty.
"Uncle Su, with your vast experience, what insights do you have about this object?"
Seeing that Sang Biao was also unclear, Chen Shuo could only place his hopes on Su Yuanying.
Since Su Yuanying had first laid eyes on the stone coffin, he had remained expressionless, his gaze fixed upon it as if troubled by some past memory.
This scene didn't escape the notice of the observant Chen Shuo and Su Xiyan. Seeing Su Yuanying's prolonged silence, Su Xiyan couldn't help but worry: "Father, are you alright?"
"Father? What's wrong?"
After repeated questioning, Su Yuanying finally snapped out of his thoughts, though his expression remained grave as his aged hand gently stroked the stone coffin.
Seeing this behavior, Chen Shuo and Su Xiyan couldn't help but exchange glances.
From this reaction, Su Yuanying must know something.
"Father? Do you know something about this?"
Su Xiyan continued to press, and after a long sigh, Su Yuanying finally turned his gaze to them: "I thought this stone coffin was just a legend, but to think it actually exists?"
"Legend? What legend?" Chen Shuo and Su Xiyan asked in unison.
"It's a long story..." After some hesitation, Su Yuanying revealed everything he knew.
After hearing it, Chen Shuo and Su Xiyan were stunned. Neither of them had imagined there would be so many secrets behind this stone coffin.
This coffin dated back to ancient times, even predating the emergence of vampires. Some said this stone coffin was the fundamental source from which vampires originated.
All vampires in the world could trace their origins back to this place.
So while it appeared to be a stone coffin, it was actually a Pandora's box. Once opened, it would cause devastating damage to the world.
In other words, if they could destroy this coffin, they could annihilate the entire vampire race.
However, this had always been just a legend, recorded in books but never seen by later generations.
The fact that this object had appeared here was what shocked Su Yuanying the most.
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nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
