There are ancient corpses all over the riverbed of the Yellow River, but that one has not been brought ashore for thirty years.
My name is Xuan Lan, and I am a corpse fisher from my ancestors. I specialize in fishing for corpses that others cannot afford. Dragon-suppressing nails, fairy-binding ropes, soul-suppressing bells—others use tools, but I use magic tricks to make way for ghosts and gods. It wasn't until one day that a bronze coffin surfaced from the bottom of the river with my name engraved on it. After opening the coffin, I realized that the corpse I had been fishing for for thirty years... Was mine.
A piece of underworld edict, thousands of corpses obey my orders. There are eighty-one hanging coffins in the Yellow River Dragon Coffin, Yin Bing Yi Dao, and Yellow River Ancient Tong. There is only one truth: what is held at the bottom of the river is never a dead person, but a living god.
