Chapter 57

When the bronze soul ointment washed over Lin Xuan's dragon scales, the sound of the North Sea tides abruptly froze. Three hundred coffins floated up in the pitch darkness, and the bone hands reaching from the seams of the lids clutched Star Sand, which spelled out an incomplete Greedy Wolf Star Chart in the void. Lin Xuan's dragon-clawed right hand plunged into the ice, and the Xuanming True Water he hauled up was wrapped around Su Jiuli's throat bone—its surface engraved with the star patterns from when the First Generation Patriarch gouged out his own eyes! The throat bone suddenly burst into fox fire. The flames spread along the grain of the dragon scales, burning the reverse text of the Soul Burial Formula across Lin Xuan's spine. He roared and tore open his breastplate, exposing a heart eroded by a star anchor—wrapped around the anchor's tip were strands of the First Generation Patriarch's hair, and tied to their ends was a fragment of the North Sea Flood Dragon Clan's blood-weeping stele!