When the Western Han Dynasty cliff tomb collapsed in Jiulong Mountain revealed the patterns of Western Zhou bronzes, Lin Sanye's team of tomb robbers, guided by the blood-soaked compass, entered a death mystery that subverted cognition. The thousand-year-old mermaid ointment lamp reflects the tomb wall where the Chu seal script of the Warring States Period and the hexagrams of the Shang and Zhou Dynasties coexisted. Behind the bronze lock of quantum entanglement, the twenty-eight star charts hang upside down like a blood-colored spider web.
The corpse silkworms wandering around the neck of the archaeological genius Chen Qiubai, the Western Zhou tortoise shell in the old ghost's arms that resonates with the tomb, and the blood-stained gauze of the star map seeping out of Wang Tiezhu's backpack, each tomb robber has become a living code. The Xingbo alien species sealed by the witch Zhu of the Western Zhou Dynasty using living people to feed Gu are awakening in the tomb rebuilt by King Chu of the Warring States Period. The black blood flowing in the bronze cauldron records a god-killing scam that spanned three thousand years. When the gate of life turned into a death hub, and when the shadows of their teammates began to be swallowed up by the bronze lamp, they discovered that what they were robbing was not a tomb, but something trapped in a rift in time and space - the bloodiest astrological truth in the entire Chinese civilization.
