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The remnants suddenly reformed into a towering giant puppet, with every joint extending sharp, barbed puppet threads. As Lin Che pressed the broken mirror into his father's chest, Lin Zhentian, who had been silent for years, suddenly opened his eyes, golden light shining like the rising sun.
"Good child..." The man's bony hand rested on the boy's nape, and the Silver Moon Birthmark and Golden Moon Relief erupted with brilliant light. "It’s time to return what was stolen."
In the midst of excruciating pain, Lin Che saw half of a mysterious iron token manifest in his mind. When the token fused with the remnant command in his father's palm, the entire Bronze Palace began to collapse, transforming into a myriad of stars that flowed into his body's acupoints.
The enraged roar of the Blood Fiend Sect Master echoed: "You dare to unravel the Nirvana Curse!"
Lin Che unfurled his burning Phoenix Wing behind him, each feather shimmering with stellar power. With a simple wave of his hand, waves of Dark River coalesced into countless star swords, shredding the giant puppet into dust. In that moment, he truly understood the final essence of the Nine Heavens Star Guiding Technique—not a cultivation method, but a ritual to awaken the Divine Phoenix Bloodline!
"Impossible!" The Blood Fiend Sect Master tore off his mask, revealing a face identical to that of the current clan leader, Lin Zhentian. "Sixteen years ago, I could peel Lin Zhentian's skin; today I can..."
A phoenix cry resonated through Jiu Xiao as Lin Che's figure transformed into a half-phoenix, half-human form amidst the starlight. The Twin Moon Sigil on his forehead turned into a burning crown as he reached out to grasp the complete Celestial Dome Mirror that materialized from the void.
"You indeed owe a debt." The boy's voice carried an ancient desolation. "But not now—" As the mirror's light swept across, the Blood Fiend Sect Master’s surroundings reversed time, regressing to his appearance from that rainy night sixteen years ago.
As the Bronze Palace completely collapsed, Lin Che dashed out of Dark River with his unconscious father in tow. The fragment of Celestial Dome Mirror in his arms suddenly grew warm, reflecting the tragedy unfolding outside: the impersonating clan leader had surrounded Tianji Pavilion with forces from three major families.
As Lin Che burst out of Dark River carrying his father, the entire night sky was shrouded in blood-red hues. Half of Tianji Pavilion’s seventy-two star observation towers had collapsed, and cracks in the protective mountain formation allowed flying vessels from the three major families to surge in. He recognized the Azure Scaled Banner at the forefront—those were three thousand Poisonous Serpent Guards raised by the Murong Family, each curved blade infused with bone-corroding green flames.
"The Celestial Dome Mirror reveals human hearts." Spirit's voice resonated in his consciousness. "Pay close attention to those allied forces."
Lin Che infused true energy into the ancient mirror and saw that those charging ahead were all entwined with puppet threads at their foreheads, while at the tail end of their ranks were a dozen individuals with golden phoenix feather patterns appearing at their napes. Just as the Murong Family Head swung his nine-ringed blade towards the scripture pavilion, a masked female cultivator suddenly crushed a jade talisman, causing the blade to bizarrely veer off course by three inches.
"Take your father to Starfall Cliff." Spirit suddenly transformed, her palace robes sweeping the starry river. "There lies what your mother left behind..."
A thunderous roar interrupted her words. fake Lin Zhen Tian descended on the shadow of a black dragon, the Family Master Token in his hand glowing with a blood-red light. "Traitor Lin Che has colluded with outsiders! Everyone, follow me to slay this fiend!"
Instead of retreating, Lin Che advanced, with Phoenix Wing behind him unleashing the Burning Sky Flames. At the moment their powers collided, he deliberately exposed a flaw, allowing the wind from the Fake Patriarch's palm to knock his hairpin from his head. As his dark hair fell loose, the Celestial Dome Mirror in his arms accurately reflected the skin behind his opponent's ear—smooth and unblemished where there should have been a scar.
"What a marvelous disguise technique." Lin Che wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his voice infused with true energy echoing across the battlefield. "Unfortunately, you forgot that the true head of the Lin family..."
Suddenly, a dragon's roar resonated from above Jiu Xiao. Injured and battered, Zhen Lin Zhen Tian crashed into the battle formation on the shattered Stellar Raft, a broken sword pointing directly at the Fake Patriarch's brow. "The blood debt from sixteen years ago must be repaid!"
Two Family Master Tokens hummed in unison, and the sky abruptly split open with the Yin Yang Dual Formation. The Fake Patriarch's mask shattered, revealing the sinister visage of the Blood Fiend Sect Master. The observing Ouyang Family Ancestor suddenly shouted, " Old Ghost Murong! How do you explain the skull pattern on your sleeve?"
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