Golden Heavenly Maiden

While Jiang Ming, Ji Zi, Ye Fan, and the Heavenly Jade Saintess were still standing there in a daze, Jiang Ming grabbed their hands and pulled them onto the altar. Once all four stood upon it, something happened.

The old man in green suddenly seemed to rally with one last burst of life. His vacant eyes brightened, and two dazzling beams of immortal light shot from them onto the altar, activating it.

The next moment, the old man in green reached out a massive hand, pulled a Stone Coffin from the ancient star's core, and raised it over his head.

Jiang Ming remained calm and said nothing.

"So we're going to the Ziwei Imperial Star."

Ye Fan sounded a little desperate.

"You want to go back, but you saw it yourself. The Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin stopped here and won't move. There's nothing we can do. I've never been to your hometown either, so I don't know the way."

Jiang Ming spoke evenly, less as persuasion than as a statement of fact. Ye Fan would have to come to terms with it himself.

They set off through the stars once more. Jiang Ming brought out his treasure, the Golden Lotus, and all four sat upon it.

Just then, a powerful tug came over them. Jiang Ming looked at Ye Fan suspiciously, as did Ji Zi.

"Ye Fan, why does it feel like a force coming from you is interfering with our transport?" Jiang Ming asked outright.

"I don't know what's causing it either," Ye Fan said, bewildered.

"Did you take a corpse from the Purple-Gold Ship?" Jiang Ming asked, suddenly remembering something.

"Haha, nothing gets past you, Brother Jiang. I thought the Primordial Kings among those corpses were valuable. Even at an auction, people would fight over them," Ye