The Legendary Man

Chapter 1309 The Coffin Moves
Within the coffin, Stellario was enveloped by numerous formations, rendering him as immobile as a statue, unable to move even
if he wished to.
Jonathan and Joshua were both smiling as they turned to Stellario.
Jonathan chuckled as he looked at Stellario and said, “Stellario?”
Seeing Jonathan's almost fawning smile, Stellario inexplicably felt a tightening in his chest.
“What are you up to? What the hell are you scheming now? I'm telling you, there's no way I'm going to cooperate with you!”
Still with a wide grin etched on his face, Jonathan lightly flicked his finger against the saber in Stellario's hand.
Meanwhile, Joshua had already circled behind Stellario.
“Hey! Come over here! Why don't we discuss this face-to-face? You standing behind me like this doesn't make me feel safe at
all!”
At that moment, Stellario was practically on the verge of tears.
Previously, when they wanted to test Joshua to see if he was truly willing to be a lapdog for the eight respectable families, the
methods they used were numerous.
At the time, Stellario hadn't thought much of it. But now that their roles were reversed and he found himself to be the vulnerable
one, the sudden realization filled Stellario with intense fear.
Was death terrifying?
It was simply the inevitable end that no one could escape.

On the other hand, cultivators had countless methods at their disposal that were much more terrifying punishments than death
itself.
Noticing the unnerving smile on Jonathan's face, Stellario dared not hesitate any longer and immediately raised his hand to
speak. “I'll cooperate!”
“That's more like it! We should indeed work together with sincerity and dedication. After all, we're all on the same team in this
small world.”
Jonathan chuckled and snapped his fingers. Stellario felt a slight loosening of the tightness wrapped around his body before he
regained his freedom once again.
Stellario knew that it was now impossible to make another move against Jonathan and the others, so he simply put away his
weapon.
“Speak up. What exactly do you want me to do? Just to be clear, I absolutely won't do anything that puts my life at risk.”
Upon hearing this, Jonathan gave a sly grin. “Don't worry, I guarantee your safety.”
On the main road outside North Outer City.
As the citadels of Yannopolis, North Outer City and South Outer City were originally built to resist the demon beasts of the vast
wilderness.
Following the transformation of Yannopolis, the citadels gradually became the hubs for managing the one hundred and eight
villages of Yannopolis.
Regardless, one fact that never changed was that these two outer cities served as military fortresses.
However, it was easy for something that started off with good intentions to deviate from its original purpose over time.
After the changes in Yannopolis, the four vassal families issued a series of political decrees in order to ensure that their rule

would not be overthrown by others imitating them.
In addition to establishing a three-tier management system and enforcing the practice of collective responsibility, they went one
step further by sealing off the entire city. Everyone other than members of the four vassal families was driven out to South Outer
City and North Outer City.
From that moment on, the entire small world transformed into a gigantic machine, operating solely for the four vassal families.
Yannopolis, which was once a hub accessible to all, became a haven of comfort exclusively for the four vassal families.
As a large number of people were expelled from Yannopolis, they flooded South Outer City and North Outer City, quickly bringing
prosperity to these outer cities.
At that moment, numerous ordinary cultivators from North Outer City were standing on their tiptoes, peering through the gaps in
the Black Armor Legion to catch a glimpse of the enormous coffin in the center.
“No matter how you look at it, that thing is just a massive coffin.”
“How can that be? Who would have a coffin this large? And didn't you see? That thing fell from the sky.”
“That's right! As if a coffin can fly!”
“I came from the governor's residence. Just now, I heard someone say that inside the governor's residence—”
Before the man could finish his words, he noticed two Black Armor soldiers had already placed their hands on his shoulders from
behind.
“Spreading disruptive words in the city is a crime that must be punished!”
Swish!
With a spray of blood, the burly man's massive head fell to the ground.

Meanwhile, the few people chatting with the burly man earlier were so scared they trembled violently. They quickly bowed to the
Black Armor soldiers and apologized.
“Sir, we didn't hear anything!”
“Please, sir, spare us!”
The Black Armor soldiers casually waved their hands as they watched the fearful expressions of those few people.
“Don't spread rumors lightly. Considering your ignorance, you may leave.”
The group seemed almost unable to believe what had just transpired. They quickly bowed in respect, nodding incessantly as
they turned to leave.
Just as those men turned around, Celestus, who was sitting on the second floor of a nearby pub, gently slid his right hand across
his neck.
Whizz, whizz, whizz...
Dozens of arrows pierced the sky, coming in fast.
Before those men could even react, they were struck by the arrows and fell to the ground. After struggling feebly for a while, they
breathed their last, not a hint of life left in them.
The Black Armor soldiers thoroughly inspected the corpses to confirm their deaths before one of them turned to ascend to the
second floor of the pub.
“Governor Xuereb, we have thoroughly searched the surrounding area and found no suspicious individuals. However, no matter
what methods we tried, we simply couldn't inflict the slightest damage on the coffin.”
Although Celestus had lost an arm in the recent battle, such an injury was considered minor for someone of his status.

Disregarding other potent healing remedies, even just the Flaming Tree alone was enough to restore his arm.
As Celestus looked down at the pitch-black coffin below, his brow furrowed deeply.
“The people inside that coffin must die. Roy was killed by those outlanders. If they don't die, we won't have a single peaceful
day.”
“I understand.” The Black Armor soldier saluted and said, “But, sir, this black coffin is impervious to both water and fire. Besides
that, it's as if it has grown roots and simply cannot be moved. Trying to break it open is proving an incredibly difficult task.”
Upon hearing that, Celestus chuckled lightly.
“Why the rush? You have food and drink out there, don't you? The ones who should be worried are those inside the coffin. No
matter how much they've stored in their storage magical items, there will come a day when it all runs out. By then, they will have
no choice but to come out, no?”
Upon hearing the command, the Black Armor soldier respectfully acknowledged it with a fist salute, preparing to carry out the
orders. However, just as he took two steps, he was once again stopped by Celestus.
“Hold on. Go find some experts in formation arrays. These outlanders have many tricks up their sleeves. For safety's sake, we
should set up some precautions outside.”
“Yes, sir!”
As the Black Armor soldier departed, Celestus once again poured himself a glass of wine.
In truth, Roy's death was a result of Celestus conspiring with Neil. It was simply more convenient to have the outlanders take the
fall.
As long as those outlanders were killed, Roy's demise could be entirely blamed on them, thus ensuring Celestus' safety in the
short term.

Even if the people of Yannopolis were to investigate the matter, by that time, there would be no evidence left to prove anything.
Moreover, if Neil's plan succeeded, there was no telling who Yannopolis would belong to.
Neil, since you treat me as a pawn, you can't blame me for scheming against you too...
Celestus drained the glass of wine in one gulp, but then he paused slightly.
Just now, he clearly saw the enormous coffin below move slightly...