After the curse on the Tan family was lifted, the group left the banks of the Thanh Ha River before dawn.
Ha Van Son was badly injured.
The black veins on his right arm had spread all the way to his neck.
Every heartbeat made the seal tremble.
Moc Thanh studied him for a long time before speaking softly:
“You don’t have much time left.”
Ha Van Son only smiled.
“I know.”
“But before I die...”
“...I still have one debt to repay.”
Luc Minh didn’t ask anything else.
He understood.
It was a debt to Maoshan.
## The Strange Mirror
Two days later.
To Nhuoc received a call from the newsroom.
Something strange had happened to a family.
The mother insisted...
Her daughter had seen **someone else in the mirror**.
At first, it had only been a shadow.
Then...
The person in the mirror began moving differently from the real person.
Last night.
The girl screamed and passed out.
When she woke up.
The first thing she did was...
Smash every mirror in the house.
## The Old Mansion
The house stood on a hillside.
Its owner was a businessman named **Pham Quoc Khanh**.
He greeted everyone with a deeply exhausted look.
“Whether you believe me or not...”
“I saw it with my own eyes.”
He pointed at the large mirror in the living room.
“It...”
“...smiled at me.”
“Even though...”
“I wasn’t smiling at all.”
## The Daughter
His daughter, **Pham Linh**, was about twenty-three years old.
She sat huddled in the corner of the room.
Dark circles ringed her eyes.
The moment she saw Luc Minh.
She burst into tears.
“Don’t...”
“Don’t make me look in the mirror again.”
“It’ll come out.”
Luc Minh spoke gently.
“Who will come out?”
Pham Linh answered in a trembling voice.
“Me.”
“But...”
“...not me.”
## The Heavenly Eye
Luc Minh opened his Heavenly Eye.
The entire mansion immediately took on a cold gray hue.
Yin energy covered every inch of it.
Especially the antique mirror in the living room.
Its surface did not reflect the room.
Instead, it reflected...
A hospital hallway.
To Nhuoc flinched.
“Isn’t that...”
“An Hoa Hospital?”
Luc Minh nodded.
“This thing...”
“...is connecting two worlds.”
## An Image of the Future
To Nhuoc instinctively looked into the mirror.
For a moment.
She no longer saw herself.
Instead, she saw...
A ruined room.
Blood was everywhere.
Luc Minh was kneeling on the floor.
The peachwood sword was broken.
And she herself...
Lay motionless.
A sword had pierced straight through her chest.
Her eyes were wide open.
Behind her.
A red-clad figure stood motionless.
To Nhuoc screamed.
“No!”
A long crack instantly split across the mirror.
## The Prophecy
The moment the crack appeared.
A deathly pale hand reached out from inside the mirror.
It seized To Nhuoc by the wrist.
Luc Minh immediately slapped on a talisman.
“Break!”
**Boom!**
The hand dissolved into black smoke.
But a mark had already appeared on To Nhuoc’s wrist.
It was shaped like...
A red eye.
It looked exactly like the symbol of the Huyen Ling Society.
Moc Thanh stared at the mark.
Then whispered softly.
“It’s begun...”
## The Woman in the Mirror
The mirror’s surface suddenly became still again.
A woman in a patient’s gown slowly appeared.
She was the same woman who had once held the baby in Room 13.
She looked at Luc Minh.
Then she looked at To Nhuoc.
Tears streamed down her face.
She spoke slowly.
> “Don’t let her...”
> “...go to the Final Door.”
> “Otherwise...”
> “...she’ll become the key.”
With that.
The image vanished.
The mirror shattered into hundreds of pieces.
## The Watcher
When everyone left the mansion.
Ha Van Son was still standing in the yard.
He looked up at the second floor.
A small shard of mirror still hung on the wall.
In it.
Ha Van Son was not reflected.
Instead, it reflected...
A man wearing a black Taoist robe.
His face was indistinct.
The man smiled faintly.
Then he used his finger to write across the mirror’s surface.
> **“We’ve found the girl.”**
> **“Phase Two begins.”**
Immediately afterward.
The shard of mirror turned to dust.
Ha Van Son clenched his black hand.
He knew.
The Huyen Ling Society was no longer targeting Luc Minh.
Their new target...
Was **To Nhuoc**.
Far away.
Inside a great hall filled with red candles.
Truong Bach Uy opened his eyes.
He looked into an ancient bronze mirror.
The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.
“Finally...”
“...the soul fragment has chosen a vessel.”
**End of Chapter 16.**