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The cries from deep within the Ice Cellar tugged at my very marrow like a hook. The Coiled Chilong Pattern on the Bronze Coffin climbed up my wrist, and in the moment the lid thunderously opened, twenty-seven Jade Figurines erupted with Azure Ghost Fire from their eye sockets.
The Child Figurine in the front row suddenly twisted its neck, and the sparks from its bone knife scraping against the ground formed a Star Map of the Purple Micro Star. "It's the Seven Star Lock of the Thousand Ox Guards!"
Chen Xing's voice, mingled with the scent of blood, seeped out from within the coffin. The bronze plaque at the waist of the burial figurine flashed with the engraved inscription of "Yongchang Year Three," marking the year when three hundred Imperial Guards were sacrificed alive for the Late Emperor.
The jaw of the Jade Figurine cracked open with a web-like pattern, and the trajectory of its dancing movements coincided with both the Star Map and Beidou. Suddenly, the Chihwen Knife slipped from my hand and pinned itself into the top of the Jade Figurine's head.
At the moment the blade penetrated, a dark green mist surged forth, enveloping Shattered Jade. I caught the falling bone knife, and to my surprise, its handle still retained a warmth akin to that of a living person—just like the residual warmth I had felt three days ago at the bottom of the Cold Palace Well.
The mist coalesced into an illusion of the Imperial Ancestral Temple altar. In the embrace of the emperor adorned with hanging jade and seaweed, a swaddled infant lay cradled. The Chiw Tail Whisk of the first National Master swept across the baby's brow.
As the Golden Hairpin pierced through my fingertip, both Blood Jade and Phoenix Hairpin emitted an eerie red glow simultaneously, as if something had been violently split in two. "So even the three souls and seven spirits can be divided and subdued..."
Just as I was prying out the fluorite from the Eye Socket of a Jade Figurine when the Bronze Gate of Dali Temple crashed through the silence, Chen Xing pulled me into the coffin, arrows embedding themselves in its bronze walls and splattering Ghost Fire all around us.
"Search! Evidence of collusion with the previous dynasty must be in the Imperial Medical Institute!" Amidst the sound of a Sandalwood Medicine Box being kicked over, I felt along the raised pattern of Twenty-Eight Mansions at the bottom of the coffin.
As my fingertips brushed over the position of Wei Su, suddenly, the entire Bronze Coffin flipped over. The sensation of weightlessness hit me as my nostrils filled with the rancid odor of Underground River; my Chihwen Dagger Sheath trembled like a Dragon's Roar at my waist.
When Fluorescent Moss illuminated the Riverbed, I nearly bit through my tongue. Nine corpses of Jade Princes floated with the current; they had holes carved in their heads shaped like Big Dipper constellations, their decayed Eye Sockets all gazing northeast—toward Panlong Valley, where Dynasty Emperors were buried.
"The Eighth Star, the Star of Auspiciousness, appears, and then the Ninth Star, the Star of Obscurity, emerges..." Chen Xing pried open a corpse's hand, revealing a star chart sewn with Gold Thread in its palm. "On the day of the Late Emperor's Ninth Son's birth, Qintianjian indeed reported the brilliance of the Auspicious Star."
Suddenly, the river boiled.
From the seven orifices of the Jade Transformation corpse, dark brown tendrils surged forth, wrapping around us and dragging us toward the whirlpool in the river's center. I swung my knife to sever the filth entangling my ankles, but saw that Chen Xing's neck was already marked with purple-blue lines from being ensnared. With blood on his fingertips, he hurriedly wrote in my palm: "Nine Corpse Locking Dragon, the entrance is at Xun Position!"
At the moment I pierced the Southeast rock face, bioluminescent moss suddenly wilted in large patches.
In the ink-black riverbed, a half-broken Taotie Pattern Jade Bi slowly floated up. When my blood dripped onto the jade's missing corner, a fragment of the Golden Hairpin in my arms suddenly grew hot; the eastern pearl that adorned it on that fateful day began to ooze a thick black liquid...
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