Chapter 317

The moment the bronze divination pattern sliced open his fingertip, a roar of snapping chains echoed from deep within the Wu Clan Blood Sacrifice Pit. A drop of blood from Lin Xuan's palm fell into the divination mark, condensing in the void into nine paths of Burning Tribulation Fire—and as the tongues of fire licked the rock walls, an astrological calendar emerged, depicting the hundred thousand war souls weeping blood beneath the bronze pillars when the First Generation Patriarch gouged out the left eye of the Wu Clan High Priest! The wreckage of the Ice Soul Sword suddenly inverted in mid-air. The gu insect carapace embedded in the hilt burst with a ghostly radiance, illuminating the Black Tortoise Turtle Shells piled at the bottom of the sacrifice pit—and the cracks writhing across their surfaces were not gu insects, but bronze stardust inscribed with fragmented verses of the Classic of Returning Tribulations! The dust particles converged into a phantom of Ling Shuang before her death, and right where flesh and blood were missing from her chest, half a blood-stained Wu Clan Destiny Token was embedded.