At three moments, Chen Jiuxiao's lightning-struck wooden sword split open the blood coffin of Yizhuang, but what was splashed was not corpse blood——
Three hundred bronze nails engraved with his birth date are nailing a golden corpse with the same appearance as his to the Corpse Relief and Immortality Technique.
The disciples of Maoshan all know that those who bear the thunder mark are the chosen people of Zhenhe, but they don't know that this is a lie by the first generation of heavenly masters. In the year of Jiazi, when the gate of hell opens at night, the disciples of Lei Wen will have their hearts and livers ripped out alive and filled into the cracks. On the day Chen Jiuxiao defected, his childhood sweetheart, his junior sister, was turned into a blood corpse, singing his most familiar soul-soothing tune.
The human skin lanterns hanging high in Fengdu Ghost City imprisoned the remnant souls of Leiwen disciples from past generations; the life-extending wicks in the forbidden area of Longhu Mountain burned the fingertip bones of their biological sisters; the great gift given by a family of exorcists in Xiangxi turned out to be the evil spirit with hundreds of corpses hiding his eight-character yellow talisman in his belly.
Disciple, your thunder bone is the best formation eye.
The head of the mentor was grinning ferociously in the soul refining cauldron, and nine hundred golden corpses of the ancestors emerged from the ground - the ancestors who ascended to immortality all had soul-eating nails inserted in their heavenly caps that sucked the longevity of their disciples.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.