The day a human-faced bronze fish surged from the Yellow River’s Dragon-Locking Well, my grandfather sealed my life soul with three dragon-scale spikes.
But he bore the blood curse himself and vanished at the end of the alley that very night.
Ten years later, I was working in a counterfeit antiques den. Driven by necessity, I took out my grandfather’s broken Water-Cutting Dragon-Seeking Ruler once more.
One day, my client Liu Wenying brought me a family heirloom, the Tomb-Suppressing Manual. Its map pointed to a bronze sacred tree beneath the source of the Yellow River.
She said the family’s ancestors had prophesied that the thousand-year seal was nearing its limit, and the dragon veins of the Nine Hells were about to rise and swallow the city.
Tens of thousands of corpses, transformed into bronze, hung from the tree’s trunk. Only I could cut into it and uncover its secrets.
Because only someone of the Zhang bloodline could unlock the final secret of the bronze sacred tree…
