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As the sword of the Ancestor approached three inches from Lin Che's throat, he suddenly saw the dark red blood patterns coiling around the blade—this was the unique Soul Devouring Spell of the Western Blood Fiend Sect. Memories flashed like lightning: three days ago at the celebration banquet, the Ancestor had sent over that bowl of Awakening Soup!
The mirror suddenly burst forth with blinding light, and the Celestial Dome Mirror illuminated the Twenty-Eight Constellations in sequence. Lin Che felt his depleted Spiritual Veins begin to tremble violently, those acupoints that had been dormant for days igniting like starfire, sketching a complete star map beneath his skin.
"The Big Dipper brings death, the Southern Dipper brings life." Spirit's voice resonated alongside the heart technique of the Nine Heavens Star Guiding Technique.
Instinctively, Lin Che formed his fingers into a sword, and starlight pierced through the rock layers of the Underground Palace's dome. The light blade that gathered at his fingertips traced an arcane trajectory, colliding with the Ancestor's Soul Devouring Sword. The resulting shockwave overturned twelve Azure Bronze Everbright Lamps.
" Stars Shift!" As Spirit called out softly, Lin Che realized he had actually predicted the landing point of the Ancestor's seventh move. At the moment the Soul Devouring Sword pierced through the illusion, he inexplicably found himself three paces behind the Ancestor at the Kan Water Level.
The Ancestor's neck suddenly split open, revealing a Blood Mouth from which Black Puppet Silk gushed forth. Those writhing threads formed a dense web in mid-air, each end adorned with a bell engraved with a skull totem.
"Indeed, it's the Blood Fiend Sect's Thousand Machine Puppet Technique!" Spirit sneered. "Use your Zhongchong Acupoint of the Left Hand's Stellar Force to strike at the displaced candlestick!"
Lin Che spun to evade the silk web, his fingertip striking precisely at the southeast corner's Crane Beak Copper Lamp. The ground collapsed with a thunderous roar, revealing an Underground Dark River flowing beneath, filled with Starlight. As he plunged into the icy river, the copper mirror in his arms reflected the distorted face of the Ancestor—beneath that aged Face Skin lay a Young Face covered in Tattoos.
Amidst the bone-chilling cold, Lin Che's consciousness remained remarkably clear. The star sand scattered at the riverbed automatically converged into a protective shield, and words from the Nine Heavens Star Guiding Technique transformed into a golden torrent within his mind. He saw a rainy night sixteen years ago: his mother cradling an infant stood atop the burning Listening Snow Pavilion, her fingertip drawing dual Curse Seals on the baby's forehead in golden light.
"The first seal is to conceal your Phoenix Bloodline." Spirit's voice trembled as he continued, "The second... is actually made from shards of the Celestial Dome Mirror into a Soul Locking Spell!"
The Dark River suddenly split, revealing a Bronze Palace beneath its waters. On the Hall Door Relief, a Nine-Headed Phoenix was locked in battle with an Eight-Clawed Black Dragon; this scene perfectly matched the shape of Lin Che's birthmark. When he touched the Hall Door, his blood surged violently, and a Talisman on his forehead bathed the entire palace in a crimson-gold hue.
"Your mother is the last Divine Phoenix Bloodline of Fengqi Valley." Spirit materialized before him, her gown stained with illusory blood. "Years ago, Lin Zhentian split the Celestial Dome Mirror in two to protect you and your mother..."
As the words fell, a deep horn sounded from upstream of the Dark River. Hundreds of Bronze Corpse Soldiers, entwined with water weeds, surged through the waves, their Blood Jade resonating with the bells on the Ancestor puppets. Lin Che tightened his grip on the Starlight Longsword, formed from Spirit, and was startled to see his reflection in the mirror transformed into that of an adult cloaked in feathers.
When the Starlight Longsword severed the head of the ninth corpse soldier, Lin Che noticed that each shattered piece of Blood Jade mirrored his mother's face in the Dark River. As the last fragment sank to the riverbed, a thunderous sound erupted from the Bronze Palace as mechanisms began to shift. The Celestial Star Map resonated with the Talisman on Lin Che's forehead, projecting a wondrous scene of twin moons shining together in the void.
"What is this..." Lin Che pressed against the intense pain at the back of his neck. In the water's reflection, his Silver Moon Birthmark echoed with the Golden Moon Relief on the palace dome.
Spirit suddenly grasped his wrist. "Look closely at the angle of the star map's shift!"
The Twenty-Eight Mansions were reversing at an astonishing speed. As Purple Tenuity Enclosure reached its zenith, a thunderous crack split through the Panlong Pillar in the center of the bronze hall. In a sealed chamber hidden for sixteen years, a man with disheveled hair was imprisoned by Blacksteel Chains —his Crescent Scar behind his right ear unmistakable.
"Father!" Lin Che felt his blood run cold. The true Lin Zhentian had a half Bronze Mirror embedded in his chest, its cracks perfectly aligning with the gap in the Family Master Token.
The man lifted his murky gaze and let out a beast-like growl from his throat. As Lin Che approached, chains piercing through his shoulder blades suddenly sprang forth, transforming into eight black-scaled serpents lunging for his throat.
"Touch the broken mirror with your blood!" Spirit transformed into Liuguang and merged into Lin Che's brow. In this life-and-death moment, without hesitation, the boy grasped the sharp Mirror Destiny, and Golden Red Blood illuminated the entire chamber along ancient patterns.
Time stood still at that moment.
Lin Che saw himself sixteen years ago, crying in his mother's arms while the real Lin Zhentian forcefully broke the Xuan Tie Token in two. One half was sealed within the infant's body, while the other half, stained with blood from the Bronze Mirror shard, was stuffed into a hidden pocket of swaddling cloth.
"Remember, Celestial Dome Mirror is not just an object..." The Lin Zhentian of that time kissed his wife Golden Moon on her forehead for one last time, "but rather..."
A blaze engulfed his unfinished words. Just as Lin Che sought to see more clearly, a thunderous collapse echoed from the Dark River. The sinister laughter of Blood Fiend Sect Master pierced through the waters: "So this is where the Divine Phoenix Bloodline has been hidden!"
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