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As the Silver Lock emitted a ghostly blue glow in Chen Xing's palm, he suddenly froze, resembling a jade sculpture. I watched as the patterns of Jade Transformation from the Sophora Tree branches spread along his arm, and those gnawing bite marks seemed to piece together a complete human form on the surface of the Silver Lock—a general clad in Darksteel armor, her red silk tied in a ponytail swaying with the ripples of memory.
"Don't touch him!"
The Veteran Coroner suddenly sliced open his palm with a Chihwen Knife. Blood mixed with Realgar Wine splattered onto the Silver Lock, and the Bronze Sacrificial Plate flew from my arms, casting a phantom of the Undersea Altar in midair.
The chains on the forty-nine Coiling Dragon Pillars snapped simultaneously, and the tailbone of the Golden Dragon Corpse swept across the ridge of Taihe Hall, shattering Glazed Tiles into phosphorescent shards under the moonlight.
Chen Xing's jade-colored right eye suddenly faded. He staggered and grasped my wrist, his fingertips tracing a command in my palm: "My blood... breaks the formation..."
From the direction of the Imperial Dragon Terrace came a thunderous collapse, and the Han White Jade Steps cracked inch by inch, revealing an altar submerged in seawater below. The Bureaucrats' bodies, transformed by Jade Transformation, abruptly turned to kneel before the Golden Dragon Corpse. Fine Bronze Wires emerged from beneath their ceremonial robes, connecting to the Oracle Bone Script on the scales of the Golden Dragon Corpse.
I bit my tongue and sprayed blood onto the Yuchang Sword. The moment the blade absorbed my blood, those trapped within the Bone Lanterns suddenly shrieked and lunged toward the Coiling Dragon Pillar. The Minister of Rites' Skull exploded amidst the roar of dragons, and splattered Jade Agate crystallized mid-air into a River Luo Diagram, resonating with the Blood Pearl flowing from my wrist.
"Midnight has arrived!"
The Veteran Coroner suddenly tore open his collar. The phoenix mark on his chest began to burn under the moonlight, and as ashes fell to the ground, they transformed into guiding stars for the formation.
I slashed my Left Wrist open, mixing blood with Bronze powder to draw out the Twenty-Eight Mansions on the altar. When the final stroke coincided with a reverse scale of the Golden Dragon Corpse, a hundred-foot-high wave surged across the sea.
Chen Xing's Ceremonial Sword let out a Dragon's Roar. His bloodied fingers brushed against the sword's spine; where its edge pointed, waves solidified into an Ice Bridge. I saw golden Vertical Pupils emerge deep within his eyes, and on his left cheek appeared patterns identical to those on the Silver Lock—tattoos unique to female generals guarding dragon veins.
Suddenly, amber tears seeped from the eye sockets of the Golden Dragon Corpse. The moment that tear struck the ice surface, I saw an image emerge in the water mirror: The emperor's frail fingers were inserted into Third Prince's crown, purple-black veins writhing down his Dragon Robe sleeves as they devoured his bloodline.
The Panlong Jade Pendant at the young prince's waist exploded, scattering fragments that reflected faces of three thousand vengeful souls in the water mirror.
"Now I understand!"
I dipped my fingers in the blood oozing from my wound and began to draw a formation on the ice.
As the Blood Pearl, mixed with Bronze rust and the malevolent energy of the dragon vein, fell into the center of the formation, a Bronze Giant Gate suddenly emerged beneath the ice. "
The chains wrapped around the door's ring were clearly forged from the ribs of a prince, each joint inscribed with his birth date.
The National Master’s Dao Robe suddenly materialized from the shadows of the altar.
Wherever he waved his whisk, the remnants of Bureaucrats exploded into Blood Mist, and those floating Jade Agates formed a diagram of sixty-four hexagrams in midair.
"The Emperor has waited a long time for this body of the Azure Dragon."
His bony fingers pierced through the ice, and to my shock, the unconscious body of the Third Prince was pulled from the water mirror, crashing heavily before the Azure Bronze Gate.
Chen Xing suddenly swung his sword to sever the Ice Bridge.
The moment Sword Edge touched the seawater, a vast expanse of ocean instantly froze, and frost white spread visibly through his hair.
I saw Scale Patterns emerge on his neck, a clear sign that memories from a past life were fully awakening.
The Veteran Coroner suddenly shoved me aside, his burning body lunging toward the Azure Bronze Gate, leaving charred handprints where phoenix ashes scorched through the door's seams.
Black mist spilled from within the door and enveloped the Third Prince in an instant; his luxurious Myrmidon Robe underwent Jade Transformation.
The youthful and handsome features twisted in emerald light as ten-inch-long jade-like nails sprouted from his fingertips.
The National Master slashed open his wrist and splattered blood onto a Jade Figurine; astonishingly, that blood transformed into Oracle Bone Script that drilled into the Third Prince's seven orifices.
"Open!"
The half-destroyed face of the Veteran Coroner let out a furious roar.
At that moment when the Azure Bronze Gate cracked open, I distinctly heard the rumble of a modern subway train.
Amidst the chaos of time and space, I caught a glimpse of my office: the computer screen illuminated with a CT Scan Image of a Blood Jade Pillow, while surveillance footage showed that in what should have been an empty laboratory at this moment, a figure clad in Dragon Robe was caressing my workbench.
Chen Xing's bloodied hand suddenly gripped my shoulder.
His right eye had completely undergone Jade Transformation, while his left eye shimmered with golden light: "The door is closing!"
As he pulled me into the Time-Space Rift, I caught sight of countless Jade Transformation arms reaching out from within the Azure Bronze Gate—each palm opened to reveal blood-dripping eyes, with bite marks etched on their nails identical to those on a Silver Lock.
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