A third coffin slammed down upon hell’s dirt, kicking up a small cloud of dust and sending a massive tremor through the nearby City of Life.

The shaman girl grew whiter at the sight of the Enneaqilin Coffinbiers.

In life, she’d entered the dragon nest to kill the blood qilin to prevent it from releasing this very coffin, but her present status divorced her from her past affiliations. Plus, the Enneawyrm Coffinbearers and the Nine-Phoenix Casket were here, too. In some ways, the three entities were much alike in power.

Cangyin came to Xingzi’s side to soothe her emotions, a gesture that provoked a thoughtful glance from the little girl. 

“Do you want to become a blood qilin? An existence like Aoxue and Huangqing?” she asked.

The water qilin blinked.

All of Lu Yun’s envoys were connected to each other. After becoming an envoy...