When the blood-colored pillar of light lit up at the spire of the Tongtian Pagoda of the Jiang clan in the Holy City, seventy-two star tracks radiated from Chu Hanyue's Ice Crystal astrolabe. Suspended in the clouds, the ice crystals condensing on the tips of her hair turned into three thousand stars, every single one reflecting a treasonous node of the Jiang clan's ley lines. The pressure of the True Stage peak bore down like a collapsing sky, freezing the city-defending grand array into ice sculptures before it could even activate.
"The dark node you gave me has been verified without error. Go to the Xun position in the southeast first—the ancestral hall." Chu Hanyue tapped her fingertips, and the wings of the Ice Phoenix avatar whipped up a bitter cold storm. Jiang Xiaolang, one of the Eight Demon Beasts, transformed into a deep shadow to clear the way, his sharp claws tearing open the barrier polluted by the black star with the sound of clashing gold and iron.
Jiang Feng's dragon claws shattered the final barrier, and the golden radiance erupted from the Divine Dragon Armor illuminated the Tongtian Pagoda as bright as day. The Dragon Pearl on the breastplate reflected the horrifying sight deep within the ancestral hall: inside the jade casket on the altar—which should have been storing the relics of the founding patriarch—three hundred star-core daggers engraved with the Chamber of Commerce insignia were exhaling black mist. Tied to the end of every dagger was the natal…
Chapter 738