Martial Soul: Be a Saint

His previous memories were still in a battle between the thick fog and the endless ghosts.    

But now, why did they all disappear?    

Could it be that they were all dead?    

When they thought of the possibility of dying, they jumped up from the coffin in fright.    

"How is your body recovering after waking up?"    

At this time, Wu Hao, who was squatting not too far away, lowered his head and carefully observed the huge bronze coffin below his feet. He did not even raise his head as he asked them this question, attracting their attention.    

"Ugh …" Brother Wu, what are you doing there? Did I fall asleep just now? "    

The little fatty Jia Ren furrowed his brows and asked him in confusion.    

When the words left his mouth, everyone's eyes were focused on Wu Hao. The few of them fainted, but he was fine, so it would unavoidably arouse their suspicions.    

"All of you are poisoned with hallucinatory poison and have fallen into an illusion!" Wu Hao kept his head down, and carefully studied the picture symbol on the bronze coffin, replying to Jia Ren without even raising his head.    

The moment those words left his mouth, everyone's bodies jolted and they stared at one another in dismay.    

"Illusion realm? Could it be that the mist and ghosts that we saw just now are all fake? " Everyone's faces were filled with shock as they inwardly sighed.    

"That's right, those are illusions. This altar has a deadly poison that can cause hallucinations. When these coffins rise up, they will float in the air, inhale, and they will immediately be poisoned into the illusion!" Wu Hao replied.    

"Ugh …" Then, Prince Wu, why are you alright? " Li Ruohua hesitated for a moment, before asking him.    

These words caught the suspicions of the crowd, and in that moment, many gazes turned to Wu Hao's body.    

Sensing the many suspicious gazes, Wu Hao slowly retracted his gaze from the bronze coffin, raising his head to look at them, his eyes seemed very calm.    

It was strangely calm, so calm that it made people panic. They couldn't help but not dare to look him in the eye.    

Wu Hao slowly raised his arm and his sleeve automatically slid down. A blade wound on his wrist that had yet to heal immediately appeared in front of them.    

"I'm the same as you, I'm also poisoned, but I cut open my meridians to expel the hallucinogenic poison in my body, and then I'll use the same method to detoxify it. If you don't believe me, you can look at your own wrists!" Wu Hao slowly said to them.    

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone subconsciously rolled up their sleeves and looked carefully at their wrists.    

Sure enough, there was a wound on it.    

"Right now, we have no antidote for this hallucinogenic poison. I can only draw blood for all of you and make a special acupuncture method to cure you!" Wu Hao continued to say to them, "You guys have lost a lot of vital energy and blood, take a good rest!"    

After he finished speaking, Wu Hao once again lowered his head and carefully studied the mysterious symbols on the bronze coffin.    

After his initial explanation, he discovered that this was not a grave at all. The grave should be just a cover, but it was actually an enormous seal.    

This altar in front of him was called the Demon Sealing Platform.    

It was the first seal of the whole giant seal, and its function was to prevent anyone from coming in contact with other seals.    

That was why the Demon Sealing Platform s had been poisoned with the hallucinatory poison, preventing anyone who tried to open the seal.    

After carefully inspecting the bronze coffin Runes, he obtained information about the entire gigantic seal, which was divided into nine levels.