The bronze altar trembled, and Netherworld fire ignited within the eye sockets of the Four Symbols skeletons. Su Jiuli’s lingering embers drifted along the cracked inscriptions. As her fingertips touched the carved mark of "Black Tortoise Weeping Blood," Star Sand erupted from the fissures—the grains coalesced into a fractured phantom of Lin Xuan. His translucent palms cradled a Bronze Divination Bamboo Slip, and as the cracks in the slip bled, the whispers of the Wu Clan seeped out: "Carve out the heart to feed the Four Spirits; let Tribulation Fire burn the Return to Void."
"Sister... use this..."
The moment the phantom dissipated, the bamboo slip fell and sharpened into a blade. Su Jiuli’s fox tail curled around the hilt. The Wu Clan blood runes on the blade flickered, illuminating a horrifying scene at the base of the altar: the heart of the First Generation Patriarch was beating within a Bronze Sarcophagus, and with every pulse, a new crack appeared on the Four Symbols skeletons!
Chapter 161