Chapter 292: Chapter 292

Su Yan looked completely bewildered, unable to understand what had happened as he stared at the ancient mansion’s owner, who lay unconscious after being struck by a coffin.

After all, this owner of the ancient mansion was an Evolution Strongman with a Creature Level that reached the Half-step Epic Level Category. Even in his twilight years, his true strength had likely dwindled to merely the Legendary Level. But even at the Legendary Level, he was still considered a cut above the rest in this world that revered evolution. He was, by all accounts, a powerful Evolution Strongman.

And yet! This very Evolution Strongman was now shockingly rendered powerless by a mere coffin! Pinned down and barely able to move, his consciousness was in chaos, his Divine Sense unresponsive.

What in the world was going on here?

Su Yan was utterly baffled by the scene before him.

Just as confusion consumed him, a deep voice suddenly sounded from beyond the wall.

"It appeared Old Hao’s body-snatching experiment had indeed succeeded. It was just shocking that the one ultimately possessed was Old Hao himself." ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✦𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✦𝕟𝕖𝕥

Following these words, a man, with a coffin lid underfoot, floated in mid-air outside the wall. He looked down from his high vantage point at the groggy owner of the ancient mansion in the storeroom. Three other figures floated behind him.

One was a man covered in Talisman Paper, his chest stained with a patch of blood-red.

Another was a man with a doll perched on his shoulder, carrying Sister Zhou in one hand.

The last was a man with an iron shovel on his back, his body wrapped in white bandages.

At first glance, none of them seemed like good people; they could accurately be described as a band of villains.

"You... you people will go to hell after you die!"

The ancient mansion’s owner woke up. He struggled to prop up his upper body and glared viciously at the four people Airwalking outside the wall.

"Heh, we’re going to hell?"

The man with the coffin couldn’t help but laugh. Then, with a jeer, he said, "I don’t know if we’ll go to hell, but I do know that you’re definitely going to hell tonight."

"If you tell me where Old Hao’s soul is imprisoned, I can make your death a bit quicker."

As he spoke, the man with the coffin and the other three landed in the storeroom. Looking down at the ancient mansion’s owner, the coffin man said indifferently,

Meanwhile, Su Yan held his breath, hiding in a corner and observing secretly. The four men hadn’t discovered him.

After hearing their conversation, he couldn’t help but furrow his brow.

Body-snatching experiment?

Old Hao had been possessed?

Old Hao’s soul had been imprisoned?

Su Yan couldn’t immediately make sense of the situation, so he continued to observe from the shadows.

After a moment’s hesitation, he carefully peered out from his corner. His gaze fell upon the four men as he began to scrutinize their Creature Level information panels. After some scrutiny, Su Yan successfully ascertained their Creature Levels.

The Creature Level of the man with the coffin was the highest, being a Half-Step Epic Level Creature. As for the other three men, their Creature Levels were the same—all were Legendary Level Creatures.

The overall strength of the four was formidable.

No wonder the mansion owner is getting thrashed so badly; he’s run into a group of ruthless individuals, Su Yan thought.

"Are they from the guild?"

"I’m Hao Ren, a Soul Devourer from the guild! My soul is imprisoned in this coffin!"

Perhaps sensing the arrival of the four men, a frantic voice suddenly cried out from within the Bronze Ancient Coffin.

"Oh? So Old Hao’s soul is inside this Bronze Ancient Coffin?"

The coffin man raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips as he looked at the ’great orphan’ on the ground—the one who had possessed the ancient mansion owner’s body. His eyes, filled with mockery, seemed to convey, ’You’re useless now. When the time comes, I won’t even grant you a quick death.’

"Old Hao, how can we get you out?" asked the man with the coffin.

"First, knock that ingrate out, then put my body back into this Bronze Ancient Coffin. I can possess it again," the real owner of the ancient mansion said.

Being possessed by the ’great orphan’ had been a complete accident, as far as he was concerned. He believed that as long as his body was placed back into the ancient coffin, his powerful soul could reclaim its flesh.

"Is it that simple?" the man with the coffin asked in surprise.

"It only looks simple," the owner inside the Bronze Ancient Coffin said.

He added, "You should know, I’ve nurtured this Bronze Ancient Coffin for more than ten years with the souls of dozens, if not hundreds, from the Human Race. The hardships involved are something you opportunists wouldn’t understand."

"You old undying thing! You will descend to the eighteenth level of hell after death!"

After hearing what the ancient mansion owner had said, the battered adoptive son on the ground roared. As he roared, he clenched his fists tightly, so hard that his nails dug into his flesh, and fresh red blood seeped out from between his fingers.

He was filled with hatred and regret.

It’s only been a month! My former self was just Rare Level; I haven’t fully mastered this Half-Step Epic Level body at all!

I shouldn’t have been so impulsive just now!

I should have endured!

I really should have exercised more restraint!

Just as the ancient mansion owner’s adoptive son was roaring in regretful fury—

A sudden BUZZ rang out.

A massive, pitch-black coffin lid suddenly swooped viciously towards his head.

The massive coffin lid hit the adoptive son squarely in the face, sending him and his soul flying.