The instant the Bronze Nail pierced her throat, Su Jiuli's sea of consciousness was overwhelmed by a torrent of Star Sand.
The body of the child corpse stepped across the ripples of the blood pool, the Star Mark on its forehead writhing like a living creature, every flicker pulling at the tides of the North Sea. Her surviving right eye rolled with difficulty, catching Bronze Bamboo Slips floating to the surface at the bottom of the pool—the text on them was being rewritten by the soul breath of the First Generation Patriarch, the characters distorting into the destiny covenants of three hundred child corpses!
The fingertips of the child corpse lightly tapped the blood pool.
The ripples congealed into chains that clamped onto Su Jiuli's collarbones, dragging her toward the center of the pool. The remains of a Xuanwu suddenly appeared at the bottom of the pool, Star Sand seeping from the cracks in the tortoise shell. When the grains touched the chains, they struck with the clang of metal—every ring carving a new Wu Clan spell into her spine.
"Nine generations of sacrifices... finally forged into a vessel..."
The First Generation's voice rolled from the throat of the child corpse. Su Jiuli struggled to raise her nailed-through palm, and a drop of blood fell into the pool, condensing into half a Bronze Divination Bamboo Slip. The slip was stained with blood, piecing together the direction of the Gate of Death in the *Lianshan* hexagrams—pointing directly at the hollow eye socke…
Chapter 69