The muffled thud of the Bronze Sarcophagus striking the ground shattered the Star Sand, and the twelve black-robed envoys wove the Jiuyou Soul-Summoning Seal in the void with their Netherworld Ghost Fire. The fragment of the Xingyao disc in Su Jiuli's palm suddenly turned scorching hot, and between its jagged cracks, a phantom image of Lin Xuan—pierced by cursed chains—emerged. The phantom’s fingertip was pointing directly at the Yazi totem on the surface of the new sarcophagus!
"Return the Young Master's soul!"
The lead black-robed envoy threw back his hood, revealing a face seven parts identical to Lu Xiaopang. In his hand, a Netherworld Decree cleaved through the black waters of the Yellow Springs, and three hundred bronze human sacrifices surfaced from the depths. Embedded in their foreheads were fragments of the star disc, and the soul fire dancing in their eye sockets shared the same origin as the star marks Lin Xuan had possessed before he vanished.
Chapter 126