He looked at the night sky torn by blood-colored star trails above his head, and finally remembered his father's words before he died: "The dynasty will not end until the stars fall." It turned out that the red light that devoured his father in the mass murder case twenty years ago was actually the foreshadowing of the world's destruction throughout the Qin, Han, Tang, and Song dynasties!
When the "Tianji Compass" cracked the first bronze lines in his palm, the star yarn fragrance of Luoyang Ghost City suddenly wrapped around his fingertips.
Blind embroiderer Su Zhiyun twisted the golden thread and smiled: "The star map that Master Lu is looking for is all in the three hundred pieces of star yarn that I have woven to pieces - the last piece just weaved the star track of the fire that burned the city in the late Sui Dynasty."
The mechanism skills of the underground palace in the Han Dynasty could open modern locks, and the alchemy furnaces of the Tang Dynasty could refine semiconductors. Only then did Lu Chenzhou realize that every time Luo Pan solved an unsolved case, he could actually melt thousands of years of skills into a game-breaking blade!
But when he caught up with the star that controlled the change of dynasty in the turbulence of time and space——
The bronze lamp tree in the underground palace suddenly lit up, illuminating the names of countless dynasties on the stone wall connected by star trails into a network.
And in the deepest part of the net, there lay an ancient divine skeleton penetrated by starlight.
