The bronze vessel crushed the turbid waves of the North Sea, and the Netherworld lanterns hanging from the masts cast a blood-red glow over the surface of the sea. Su Jiuli stood at the bow, the old wound at the base of her tail stinging from the salty, fishy sea breeze—the Azure Dragon Reverse Scale buried beneath that scar was resonating with the tribulation marks on the hull. Scale patterns crept across the gunwales, slithering like living snakes toward the deep sea.
"Brother Xuan, where on earth are you..."
She stroked the tribulation marks on the gunwale, and the patterns suddenly flared and grew, condensing into a phantom of an armillary sphere. The Sundial Needle on the sphere spun in reverse, reflecting a horrifying illusion: countless Bronze Sarcophagi floated and sank in the depths of the Eye of Return Ruins, the Four Symbols totems carved on their lids being eroded by the Netherworld Ghost Fire, while Lin Xuan's remnant soul was pierced by iron chains and suspended from the Armillary Pillar at the center of the coffins!
Chapter 138