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The old man stroked his beard and laughed, "His Xing Wen can be forged into the Locking Heaven Chain, perfectly suited to guard the Observatory."
Before his words faded, Yun Che suddenly sprang into action, the Dark Silver Star Pattern coalescing into a curved blade that slashed towards the compass. The moment the blade touched Xing Gui, the compass erupted with blinding light—
Time and space twisted.
When they opened their eyes again, the two found themselves amidst a vast sea of stars, standing on the slowly rotating phantom of the Observatory. Countless Xing Gui entwined like chains, and Xiao Qingli's zither bones cracked inch by inch. "This is the Divine Consciousness Prison; destroy the Central Star Node!"
Yun Che charged towards the central sphere against the tide of Xing Gui, each step feeling like treading on a mountain of blades. The Dark Silver Star Pattern instinctively evolved into the Heavenly Formation Solution, only to realize that the formation was being countered by Xing Gui— the Observatory was actually constructed using Starfall Clan's secret techniques!
"Familiar, isn't it?" The old man's voice echoed through the sea of stars. "This was originally prepared as a coffin for your clan."
The chains of Xing Gui pierced through Yun Che's shoulders, suspending him before the luminous sphere. The old man's phantom appeared, his fingertip pointing at Yun Che's brow: "Let me see where the last remnants of luck for the Starfall Clan are hidden..."
In excruciating pain, Yun Che saw memories being forcibly extracted:
— The night his father taught him to recognize the Star Map during his childhood;
— The howls of Tide Sound Guard Souls from beneath the sea;
— The sorrow hidden deep within Bai Ruoyou's Demon Eye...
"I see now!" The old man cackled madly. "The Saintess hid the Demon Seed in your..."
His words abruptly ceased.
Unbeknownst to him, Xiao Qingli had broken free from Xing Gui, her bloodied fingers plunging into her own chest to pull out a Star Fragment. "Old fool, take a good look at what this is!"
The starlight erupting from the fragment was actually of the same origin as that of the Observatory, causing the chains of Xing Gui to suddenly halt. Seizing the opportunity, Yun Che broke free; the Dark Silver Star Pattern transformed into a longbow, aiming at Xing Gui as an arrow—
"This arrow is for you!"
The luminous sphere exploded violently, collapsing the sea of stars. In reality, Stargazer bled from all seven orifices as the compass shattered into pieces.
Before dying, the old man crushed a Jade Talisman: "The Heavenly Emperor... has seen you all..."
From beneath the rocky surface emerged an Ancient Stele, its inscription covered in seaweed. Xiao Qingli scraped away the moss with her zither bone, revealing faded characters:
"In the 472nd year of Xing Yun, Saintess Bai Ruoyou brought her clan's young child here to escape disaster and inscribed the Burning Star Technique beneath this stele for those fated to find it."
Yun Che traced over the recessed Stele Inscription; the Dark Silver Star Pattern automatically filled in its missing parts. The ground trembled as the stele rose from its place, revealing an entrance to an Underground Palace below. Amidst a decaying aura, twelve Jiao Ren Deng lit up one after another, illuminating murals depicting Festival scenes of the Starfall Clan on the walls.
Xiao Qingli suddenly pressed her hand against her chest. "Something's wrong; these paintings are moving..."
The priest in the mural abruptly turned his head, pointing his Bone Staff at them. Yun Che's Xing Wen surged uncontrollably in response, forming patterns identical to those on the Bone Staff in his palm!
“It’s Bloodline Resonance.” He pressed against the mural, “Here lies the legacy left by the Starfall Clan.”
From deep within the Underground Palace, the sound of chains rattling echoed, accompanied by a hoarse, low laugh: “After three hundred years, someone has finally come to relieve the boredom…”
At the end of the passage stood a bronze cage, within which lay a skeleton draped in a Xing Wen ceremonial robe, a fragment of a stargazing staff embedded in its heart. The skeleton lifted its head, and a flickering blue Soul Fire danced in its eye sockets: “Kid, you carry the scent of White Girl.”
Yun Che’s Xing Wen automatically manifested, and suddenly the skeleton lunged forward, its bony claws piercing through the bars of the cage: “Dig out your heart! I want to see what that traitor has hidden!”
The strings of Xiao Qingli’s instrument ensnared its wrist: “Crazy old man, what is Bai Ruoyou to you?”
“What is she to me?” The skeleton cackled sharply, “I am her master, High Priest of the Starfall Clan Cangming, Cang Ming!”
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