They had no idea why Gong Yuandu was laughing.
Zhou Jifeng said decisively, "Get back."
The people from the Evil Sky Pavilion retreated behind the barrier.
Pan Zhong looked up at the barrier worriedly. The barrier was unimaginably weak now, could it keep an expert like Gong Yuandu out?
Zhou Jifeng and Pan Zhong knew they could not keep an elite like Gong Yuandu at bay.
At this moment, the coffin passed through the barrier and entered Golden Court Mountain as though there was no barrier in place. The barrier was still intact, but it showed no signs of being breached.
"What…" Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng were bewildered.
The coffin hovered above them. They could almost feel the stare coming from within the coffin.
When Pan Zhong saw the veins under the coffin, he exclaimed in shock, "Formation veins?"
