The Curse!

"Si Shaoyan, you did very well this time!" Lin Xuanhe said with a beaming smile, seated among the Gods and Demons of the Mystic Gate.

"I wouldn't dare take the credit. It was all thanks to Senior Lin's precise planning that the wretch of a father suffered such a crushing defeat." Si Shaoyan's eyes, restored with Lin Xuanhe's help, gleamed with vindictive satisfaction. His hatred for Shen Sheng was beyond compare. Though they were father and son in name, they were worse than enemies.

He Heng interjected, "Brother Si, rest assured. Shen Sheng is as good as dead. I'm sure Fellow Daoist Lin already has everything planned, so just wait with peace of mind." He fixed his gaze on Lin Xuanhe, a man he regarded with great importance—not for his strength, but for his deep cunning.

Feeling He Heng's gaze, Lin Xuanhe smiled faintly at him and said, "Shen Sheng's time is almost up. I've already made all the arrangements."

"I'd like to hear the details," everyone said, turning to him.

Lin Xuanhe's smile deepened as he looked at Si Shaoyan. "This will also require your cooperation, Young Friend Si."

Si Shaoyan hurriedly replied, "I'm willing to pay any price to kill that wretch of a father. Please tell me what I need to do, Senior."

Lin Xuanhe smiled broadly. "It's actually quite simple: a powerful curse, using the bloodline of a close relative as its catalyst. The Nine Spirit Plate will connect to the power of the stars throughout the heavens and turn it against him. Shen Sheng cultivates the Way of Stars, which requires him to establish a connection with the stars throughout the heavens. My Nine Spirit Plate happens to command all the stars. With Young Friend Si's bloodline power and all of us Gods and Demons