“The Dao Order’s Hell’s Coffin….” Fan Li’s face had instantly turned ghastly pale when she saw those coffins, and she even subconsciously grabbed Yang Ye’s sleeve with her left hand.

“What is that?” Yang Ye sized up the surroundings, and a slightly cold smile curled up on the corners of his mouth.

Fan Li’s eyes were closed tightly while her left hand held tightly onto Yang Ye’s sleeve, “Yang Ye, I’m sorry. I’m truly sorry. It was only my Fan Clan’s ...