Level 1 to Infinity: My Bloodline Is the Ultimate Cheat - Chapter 664

Chapter 664: The Nether Jade Wraith Coffin

Ethan watched as the massive crate hurtled toward his Gate of Ascension once again. The momentum was like a mountain bearing down on him, threatening to shatter his spiritual barrier.

He instantly withdrew his Soul Sense back into his body.

“Everyone, clear out! Gate of Ascension, open!”

Boom!

As Ethan roared the command, a purple-black Gate of Ascension tore open in the sky above the City of the Whale Fall. The gate stretched nearly a thousand feet high, vast and ominous.

With a dull, grinding thud, a gigantic dark shape scraped against the edge of the newly opened gate and burst through.

Ptooey!

Ethan had been half a beat too slow. The impact still grazed him, and he spat out a mouthful of dark blood. The enormous crate, as it passed, scraped along the rim of the Gate of Ascension, throwing off a cascade of sparks.

“Ah!”

The Merfolk below finally understood what Ethan had been shouting about. Many of them had ignored his warning, unsure what he meant, and now they screamed and scattered in panic.

The Merfolk King and Princess Star’s faces turned pale. They had only just returned from their mission and hadn’t yet dismissed their troops. Now, Ethan appeared above them with a colossal object falling straight from the heavens, threatening to crush their people into paste.

“Berserker State! Colossal Strength!” the Merfolk King roared.

His small body flared with red and white light.

Thud!

With a thunderous impact, the King’s diminutive frame slammed into the underside of the falling crate. A shockwave erupted from the collision, rippling through the air. The enormous box halted for the briefest instant, then continued its descent, pressing down against the King’s tiny body, though its speed had slowed.

“Blue Dragon Manifestation… Aooo!”

At that moment, the Dragon Child shot upward. Her body expanded, stretching over a thousand feet long, scales glowing with azure light. She braced herself beneath the box alongside the Merfolk King, her claws digging into the air itself.

Together, they slowed the crate’s fall even more.

Their combined strength bought the Merfolk precious seconds. The Merfolk soldiers fled in all directions, clearing the impact zone. But the Dragon Child and the Merfolk King were now trapped under the massive weight. If they relaxed their power for even a heartbeat, the box would crush them flat. With the object hovering directly above, escape seemed impossible.

Ethan’s heart pounded. Opening the Gate of Ascension had drained nearly all his Soul power, and his body now swayed unsteadily.

“Seal of the World!”

Regis’s voice rang out.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Six crystalline pillars erupted from the ground, gleaming like diamond, locking into place beneath the falling crate. These were the spatial columns conjured by the Seal of the World technique.

Swoosh!

The pillars shot upward, wedging themselves between the ground and the crate, bracing its weight.

“Run!” the Dragon Child shouted.

Her colossal body shimmered, shrinking rapidly as she darted out from beneath the box. The Merfolk King didn’t hesitate either; his small frame flickered, vanishing from danger an instant later.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

As soon as they withdrew, the crystalline pillars began to splinter. A rapid chain of fractures spread through them, each column shattering in turn, collapsing like a sequence of falling mirrors.

Bang!

The crate crashed to the ground with a deafening explosion of force. The entire City of the Whale Fall shook three times from the impact.

Dust and shockwaves rolled outward.

Thanks to Regis’s quick reaction, both the Dragon Child and the Merfolk King escaped unharmed.

Everyone stared in stunned silence. The Merfolk King, still catching his breath, knew the full extent of his own strength. He could easily lift a mountain with his bare hands, yet that falling object had nearly crushed him flat.

The power behind it was beyond anything he could have imagined.

“What is that thing?”

Not only the Merfolk King but also June, the Lord of the Underworld, was visibly shaken. She turned toward Ethan, her expression tight with disbelief.

Ethan shook his head slowly. “I don’t know, but it seems connected to this…”

He opened his hand. The Nether Jade, once a translucent green, now shimmered with a deep, inky black light as it floated upward from his palm.

Ethan’s eyes sharpened. His hunch had been right. The jade drifted for a heartbeat, then locked onto a direction.

Whoosh!

It shot forward like a streak of black lightning.

Clink!

“I knew it,” Ethan thought, his pulse quickening.

The Nether Jade had stopped precisely at a small indentation on the surface of the massive crate.

Click! Click! Click!

A sequence of mechanical sounds echoed through the air. Starting from where the jade had lodged itself, the colossal box began to change. Small squares flipped in waves, transforming its wooden surface into something entirely new. A dark, glassy sheen spread outward like rippling water, until the whole structure glowed with the eerie, smooth texture of Nether Jade.

Then, impossibly, the heavy crate began to rise. It floated upward, slowly shrinking as it did, its form shifting in shape and proportion.

“This…” someone whispered. The entire crowd stood speechless, transfixed by the transformation.

Only June’s face showed recognition. A spark of realization flickered in her eyes, followed by hesitation, as though she was dredging up something long buried.

“Mom, what is it? Do you know what this is?” Ethan asked quickly. He had already returned to Starfall’s side, reactivating his Tree Form and pouring healing spells into the battered warrior. Hearing his mother muttering under her breath, he couldn’t contain his curiosity.

“I’m not certain yet,” June said, her gaze fixed on the floating object. “Let me see it more clearly…”

The transformation continued at a deliberate pace. Only a fraction of the box had completed its change, yet already its new form was emerging.

Minute by minute, the strange object shifted until, at last, the process was complete. What had once been a gigantic crate was now no larger than a human-sized coffin—its surface dark, seamless, and faintly pulsing with the essence of the Nether Jade.

It landed softly on the ground. The air around it seemed to hum.

June’s composure wavered. Her Avatar flickered uncontrollably as her voice trembled with excitement.

Ethan frowned. “Mom, calm down. What exactly is this thing?”

He could tell she recognized it, and that recognition scared him. The timing, the form—everything about it felt wrong. His father was on the brink of death, and now a coffin had fallen from the sky. Was fate mocking them, preparing the burial in advance?

June took a deep breath, her eyes glistening with awe. “The Nether Jade Wraith Coffin… it’s real. It actually exists.”

Ethan turned to the object again, studying it closely. The coffin’s wider end was sculpted into the face of a ferocious wraith, its features twisted in a silent snarl. Even looking at it made his Soul Sense quiver. The narrow end tapered into what looked like a tail, frozen mid-sway, as though the spirit inside was forever trying to break free.

“Mom…” Ethan began cautiously.

But before he could finish, June suddenly sprang into action. “Quick, little Ethan! Open the coffin! Starfall, get ready and climb in!”

Both men froze.

“Huh?” they said in unison.

Starfall blinked, utterly lost. ‘Wait—what? I haven’t even died yet!’