The Wu Clan totem on the surface of the bronze sarcophagus shimmered with a ghostly glow under the moonlight. Lin Xuan traced his fingertips over the fangs of the taotie pattern on the lid, and a bead of blood seeped into the crevices, following the grooves of the totem. Suddenly, the ancient altar within the Abyssal Secret Realm trembled. Seventy-two bronze lamps ignited without a breeze, and from the firelight emerged the spectral silhouettes of three hundred child corpses. The fragments of an astrolabe embedded in the foreheads of these corpses began to resonate with the Astral Instrument Spirit hidden in Lin Xuan’s robes.
"Young Master, watch out!" The spectral image of an old man in star-patterned robes emerged from the astrolabe. His double pupils reflected a bloody formation spreading from the base of the sarcophagus. "This is the Wu Clan’s Jiuyou Soul-Summoning Formation!"
Before he could finish, the fox tails of Su Jiuli erupted with Ancestral Fire. Her eight snowy tails coiled around the sarcophagus like chains, the fox fire at their tips dancing along the Wu Clan totems, only to be abruptly extinguished upon touching the yazi eye at the center of the lid. A sound of fingernails scraping against bronze emerged from within, accompanied by the blood-weeping incantations unique to the North Sea Flood Dragon Clan—the sound was identical to the Nether Palace sorcery used in the marriage annulment blood pact three days prior!
Chapter 124