"What exactly is inside those fake fragments?" Jiang Chan asked.

She knew about Li Wufeng, but what specific prophecy could be forged to bring him bad luck and cause panic among the higher-ups of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion?

[Design suggestion for the false prophecy fragment: It needs to be combined with key target markers to create a strong sense of fear, and cleverly embedded with "anchor points" compatible with the logic of the grand formation's deduction. Specific details need to be refined by the host based on target intelligence.]

intelligence?

How could she, a piece of waste locked in a cage, possibly know any crucial information about Li Wufeng?

Jiang Chan endured the throbbing pain in her head and tried her best to search through the fragments of her memory.

The original owner was imprisoned here for quite some time. Although most of his memories were scattered and fragmented by the backlash, some fragmented images remained.

Fragment 1: The iron gate of the prison would occasionally open, and a few people with particularly strong auras, wearing dark purple robes with gold trim, would come in to patrol.

Their eyes were cold, sweeping over the people in the cell as if they were looking at stones.

One of them was exceptionally tall, like an iron tower, with a cold and hard face as if carved by a knife, and eyes as sharp as knives; just one look from him made one's skin ache.

He had a jet-black token hanging from his waist, which seemed to be engraved with a ferocious spike pattern.

The other guards didn't dare to breathe loudly when they saw him.

Fragment 2: Once, a new substitute in the next cell was so scared that he huddled in a corner and blocked the way.

The towering man didn't stop walking; only his eyes flickered.

A black-robed deacon immediately stepped forward and dragged the man away like a dead dog; he was never seen again.

Fragment 3: I vaguely overheard the guards chatting and they mentioned it briefly: "...The Enforcement Elder has shown his power again, over at Wanren Peak...tsk tsk..."

Elder of Law Enforcement... Li Wufeng...

Wanren Peak... His residence?

A black token... a menacing spike... is that his magic weapon, the "Soul-Splitting Spike"?!

Yes! That's it!

Jiang Chan suddenly grasped this key point: Wanren Peak was his lair, and the Soul-Splitting Thorn was his signature treasure! These two things were his key symbols!

As for fear... what could possibly evoke fear in a high-ranking, powerful elder? Loss of power? Death? The collapse of the mountain he relied on? The shattering of his cherished magical artifact?

“System,” Jiang Chan’s mind raced, “If I fabricate a fragment like this: a blood-red moon hangs in the sky, and below it, a towering mountain, Wanren Peak, is collapsing!”

In the image, a grotesque black Soul-Splitting Thorn magic weapon can be vaguely seen, covered in cracks, before snapping in two with a 'crack'! Mixed among the fragments are twisted, ominous starlight trails… pointing to a specific point in time… Is that alright?

[Analysis of Information Fragment Elements:]

[Core imagery: Blood moon (ominous), the collapse of the towering peak (symbolizing the destruction of the foundation), the breakage of the Soul-Splitting Thorn (symbolizing the loss of power). Consistent with the logic of fear.]

[Anchor point requirement: Must embed time or causal relationship points compatible with the large-scale deduction logic.]

[Suggestion: Identify a well-known, imminent celestial anomaly in this world as a 'time anchor'.]

A celestial anomaly... Jiang Chan began frantically searching for fragments of memory again.

Fragment 4: Once, on the way to the Heavenly Gazing Hall, I overheard two high-ranking disciples excitedly discussing: "...It's almost here! In just a few months, the 'Seven Killing Stars' will move to the Mars Palace. This is a once-in-a-century ominous sign! According to the calculations, it's definitely..."

The Seven Killings have shifted!

Yinghuo Palace!

A once-in-a-century event!

A very bad omen!

This is it!

"System! Use 'Seven Kills Shift' as the time anchor! Design those shattered starlight trajectories to point to the star map at the time of 'Seven Kills Shift'! Make those who see these fragments instinctively associate them with a great disaster at that point in time!" Jiang Chan felt her consciousness trembling with excitement.

[The anchor point 'Seven Kills Shift' is feasible. Overall assessment: The design of the false prophecy fragment is feasible. Named: 'Blood Moon Collapse - Soul-Splitting Pierce' fragment.]

[Next step: The host needs to analyze and pinpoint the characteristics of the true backlash flood while enduring it, providing parameters for the grafting process.]

Analyzing the real torrent...

This is another life-threatening job!

Over the next two days, Jiang Chan became a true "actress".

She spent most of her time curled up in the darkest corner of the prison, her eyes vacant and unresponsive to the outside world, like a piece of junk whose soul was completely broken.

When the guards brought her the meager food and water that tasted like pig feed, she remained motionless. Only after they left did she wriggle over like a worm, quickly eat a few bites, and maintain the bare minimum for survival.

The Heavenly Mystery Pavilion is constantly conducting small-scale simulations, and the slight backlashes from these simulations sometimes occasionally affect these "consumables."

A substitute being in the nearby cage seemed to be affected by the backlash from an elder's prediction of his own fortune. The person didn't make much of a move, but Jiang Chan keenly sensed a faint yet chaotic ripple of energy sweeping over her.

pain!

It felt like tiny steel needles piercing my brain!

But she forced herself not to scream. Instead, she immediately focused all her attention and activated the system's assistance!

[Perception enhancement activated...]

[Analyzing the characteristics of the target energy flow...]

In an instant, her "perspective" changed.

That faint backlash was magnified and dismantled in her consciousness.

It is no longer a simple pain, but is composed of countless extremely tiny, frantically flashing and jumping "points of light" and "turbulent currents", which are moving, colliding and annihilating violently in some indescribable way.

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