"Creeeak—"
An invisible force slowly pushed open the battered wooden door.
Clad in the Abyssal Ink Dragon Emperor Robe, Qin Zhong entered the Bone House with heavy steps that radiated boundless majesty.
He was still as tall and powerfully built as ever, but compared to before, the clarity of a living person deep in his eyes seemed to have dimmed further.
The cold, black power of law belonging to Yin Tianzi was relentlessly, irreversibly devouring his soul and sanity.
"Senior Brother, your condition..."
Li Xiang looked at Qin Zhong's face, twisted with suppressed pain, and knitted his brows tightly.
"I can still hold on."
Qin Zhong took a heavy, ragged breath. Rather than sit in the dust-covered stone chair, he forcibly suppressed the surging netherworld law within him with pure yang dragon force, his gaze sweeping quickly across everyone in the Bone House.
"I only have two hours of lucidity each day. I'll keep this short."
Qin Zhong raised a hand. A stream of pure yin energy swiftly gathered in midair, forming a lifelike three-dimensional projection that glowed an eerie green.
It showed the entire source of the Yin-Yang Boundary River and the Golden Bridge of Naihe, where construction was proceeding day and night.
"The army is assembling even faster than I expected."
Qin Zhong pointed at the densely packed black dots marking the ghost army's camps on the projection, urgency creeping into his voice. "Red-Rumped Yama and Black Moon Yama have already moved all their finest troops to the boundary river's edge."
"And that's not all. To ensure that nothing goes wrong with the cross-world portal, they've even deployed the long-lost Nine Abyss Tenfold Extinction Formation around the golden bridge."
At the mention of the Nine Abyss Tenfold Extinction Formation, Lin Xuanshu's face instantly turned deathly pale.
"That was