# Chapter 591: Grand Emperor
An ancient coffin lay horizontally, with a tender branch over half a meter long growing from it, indescribably eerie. Knowing that it had existed in this world for a million years, yet it still possessed vitality.
Chaos mist swirled, immortal fog drifted, the coffin remained motionless, and on its side wall were some blurry imprints. Many people changed color on the spot.
"Swish"
Everyone's gaze turned toward the people of the Great Xia Imperial Dynasty. Every single person's mind shook, filled with inexplicable shock—this was the mark of their clan!
"It is... the Grand Emperor from before the Primordial Era!" someone said in a trembling voice, uttering this title.
The people felt a chill in their hearts. No wonder the faces of the Great Xia Imperial Clan showed ripples when they discovered those ancient characters on the hard ice. The so-called later Great Emperor was their founding ancestor.
"No wonder I found those characters familiar. I had seen them in the Grand Emperor Hall of Great Xia!" someone exclaimed in sudden realization.
The Great Xia Imperial Dynasty was one of the four immortal divine dynasties of the Central Province, the most ancient and fearsome.
"Bastard!" Xiao Yunsheng's lungs were about to explode. At this moment, his lower jawbone was cracked, making it very difficult for him to speak. It was like holding a salted duck egg in his mouth, slurring and unclear.
"Trash fish!" Ye Fan's expression was cold as he rapidly closed in. Duan De cooperated very well, advancing with the broken bowl held steady, protecting his body.
"Smack"
Ye Fan struck with another backhand slap, still using the Heavenly Court secret technique—strange and impossible to defend against, as if it had abruptly descended from beyond the heavens.
Xiao Yunsheng was dumbfounded. He had received a second slap, solid, crisp, and loud!
Blood flew over two meters from the corner of his mouth from the slap. Half of his face was nearly knocked off, almost deformed.
"Ah..." At this moment, Xiao Yunsheng was nearly driven mad. A formidable figure of the Xiao Family, yet he had suffered such humiliation.
"You, this spring onion!" Ye Fan advanced once more, spitting out these four words.