On a late night when the blood moon was fragmented for the ninth time, Baili Tianming was meditating on the Void Sword Stele when his fingertip suddenly brushed against a half-shattered talisman paper tucked in the interlayer of the stele inscriptions. Three days ago, when he was forging swords for the Purple-Scale Clan, a human prisoner had used their last remaining vital essence to condense this plea for help: "The Eastern Extremity Star leaks, at the third quarter of the Chen hour." Stroking the dark patterns along the edge of the talisman, he recognized it as the Myriad-Mechanism Seal unique to the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion.
When Sū Qiǎnqiǎn walked in carrying a bowl of Star-Pith Soup, Baili Tianming was pressing the talisman against the "Life" character inscription on the sword stele. The talisman transformed into a stream of light that seeped into the stele body, revealing the twisted spatial coordinates of a location three hundred miles away. "The Nine-Nether Ice Soul you wanted." The young girl placed the jade box on the stone table, the silver bell hanging from her hair falling just right to obscure the stele's anomaly. "Grandfather said he will take you to the Sword Burial Pool in three days..."
Before her voice faded, Baili Tianming suddenly grabbed her wrist and pressed it against the sword stele. Sū Qiǎnqiǎn's Samsara Seal resonated with the stele inscriptions, projecting a vision of the Demon Lord of the Six Paths secretly conferring with an emissary from th…
Chapter 138