Yin Fa Jie: The Art of Shadow Magic 27: Yin Soldiers Borrowing the Path
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The Azure Bronze Coffin shattered collectively, sending splintered fragments flying, wrapped around bloodied pages of the Yin Yang Book. Xu Wenshan grasped a page from the Bing Shen Year as it drifted by, revealing Chen Yu's anatomical diagram under ultraviolet light, with every joint marked by Hair suture points. 0
 
As he tore apart the diagram, Chen Yu let out an inhuman scream, his spine erupting with forty-nine Acupuncture Needles, each needle tip adorned with a finely carved Rebirth Knot. Suddenly, a fountain of blood froze into ice, and the sound of hooves echoed beneath the icy surface. 0
 
Seven Skeleton Warhorses burst through the ice, ridden by headless Yin Soldiers wielding Zhang Ba She Mao made from twisted Braids. Xu Wenshan rolled to evade a spear thrust; in that instant, as he severed a horse's leg with his Bronze Razor, the Skeleton Warhorse exploded into Hair, weaving a massive net in midair. 0
 
Chen Yu's mangled body surged forth, unleashing Acupuncture Needles like a torrential rain upon the Yin Soldiers. When the needles struck their armor, the copper spikes—standard issue from the Republic of China—suddenly opened bloodshot eyes, reflecting an image of Zhou Mingde combing his hair. 0
 
Seizing the opportunity, Xu Wenshan plunged his Razor into the ice; after absorbing moonlight, its blade glimmered with a green hue, tearing through time and space like fabric. From the rift emerged a Dressing Table, its surface engraved with the seal of the Zhou Chen Clan. 0
 
Using his bloodied Police Badge to pry open the copper lock, Xu Wenshan discovered seven drawers within, each containing criminal investigation tools from different eras: handcuffs from the Republic of China, evidence bags from the sixties, DNA kits from the nineties... At the very bottom lay a Jade Thimble, its needle hole threaded with fibers from a police uniform riddled with bullet holes. 0
 
As Xu Wenshan pressed the thimble into Chen Yu's severed arm wound, the Time-Space Rift suddenly widened. The 1912 Zhou Mingde overlapped with the 2016 Chen Yu in the void; their chests bore sewn Rebirth Knots that attracted each other like magnets. 0
 
With his remaining right hand, Chen Yu grasped the Razor. In that fleeting moment as the blade skimmed across his neck, Yang Blood sprayed forth in a swirling Tai Chi pattern, pinning Zhou Mingde's Virtual Shadow at the center of the formation. 0
 
"The Yin Marriage Contract... has been broken..." Zhou Mingde's voice fragmented as torrents of Hair spilled from beneath his long robe. Xu Wenshan swung his blade to sever his topknot; hidden within his Skull was a Micro Coffin that erupted violently, scattering forty-nine bloodied Police Badges like flowers cast by celestial maidens. 0
 
As the Police Badges fell into the blood fountain, it suddenly dried up, revealing beneath it the true form of the buried Rebirth Formation—a Beidou Qixing Altar constructed from skulls of the Ninth Generation Chen Family. 0
 
Staggering towards the bone altar, Chen Yu swept away his great-grandfather's skull from atop. The rolling cranial cavity released a roll of Kodak Film; upon developing it revealed Zhou Mingde receiving an award at a Republic of China police station, holding precisely the Bronze Razor that Xu Wenshan now wielded. 0
 
When the Razor touched the skull, fluorescent patterns suddenly emerged on its surface—an inverse diagram of the Rebirth Formation. 0
 
Xu Wenshan doused the bone altar with diesel fuel while Chen Yu summoned his last strength to strike a match. 0
 
 
In the moment the flames surged, Forty-Nine Cocooned Infants fell from the Time-Space Rift, crying out as they turned to ash in the fire. The shadow of Zhou Mingde twisted within the tongues of flame, attempting to weave a curtain of rain with his Hair to extinguish the fire, only to be struck by a sudden bolt of lightning. The thunder and fire spread along his Hair, igniting the century-old Huai Gen at the edge of the deep pit. 0
 
As Xu Wenshan dragged Chen Yu out of the collapsed area, the entire ancestral hall began to crumble, and the Time-Space Rift healed like a wound. In the final moment before it closed, he saw the Chen Ancestor from 1912 plunge a Razor into Zhou Mingde's heart, a Police Badge covering his rotting lips. 0
 
When the morning light pierced through the dark clouds, only the charred Thunderstruck Sophora Wood Stake remained among the ruins. Chen Yu's breath gradually weakened, yet his right hand clutched tightly onto a half-melted Police Badge. As Xu Wenshan pried open his fingers, he discovered that the back of the Police Badge was inscribed with blood-red words: "Life not yet finished, seven lives to continue..." 0
 
 
 
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