"..." Song Shuhang.
In the next moment, Song Shuhang propped his body up while inside the golden coffin and lightly jumped.
"Bang!"
His head immediately bumped against the ceiling of the chamber tomb, leaving behind a small hole. Luckily, the ceiling of the ancient grave was quickly restored to its original state thanks to the various formations inside the grave.
"The strength of my constitution sharply increased all of a sudden. As a consequence, I can't control the strength of my muscles properly," Song Shuhang said as he rubbed his head.
However, it wasn't really a big deal. Since the day he had started cultivating up until now, he had experienced several sudden power-ups, and he could easily adapt to them as long as he was given enough time.
Song Shuhang safely landed on the ground.
