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For the next hour, Ming and Yun engaged in an exhilarating dance of combat against Jin's ferocious Goblin Dark Knights. Unlike the predictable patterns Yun had witnessed in Jin's Deep Dungeon Series, these knights moved with unbridled savagery, their movements as unpredictable as autumn leaves in a tempest. Despite their modest rankings of A and S, these Goblin Dark Knights proved themselves to be formidable adversaries, their martial prowess rivalling that of legendary warriors.

Their attacks, though simplified by the burning rage that consumed them, created a symphony of chaos that both father and daughter found intoxicating. Their masterful manipulation of chi allowed them to navigate this storm of steel and fury with graceful precision. The air crackled with energy as each movement sparked cascading waves of power that rippled through the dimensional space.

The battlefield became a canvas where spell-like techniques painted devastating patterns, far more effective than mere sword-to-sword confrontations. Streams of elemental energy wove intricate designs through the air, each pattern more deadly than the last. However, the tide of battle shifted dramatically when several Dark Knights, with unwavering loyalty, sacrificed themselves in a calculated gambit, creating openings for their brothers-in-arms to breach the defenders' position.

The Dark Knights' remarkable defensive formations showcased their tactical brilliance. Like an impenetrable wall of midnight steel, they absorbed devastating blows meant for their protected comrades, enabling four of their elite warriors to close into lethal striking distance. Their resplendent plate armour, enhanced by Jin's arcane "settings," gleamed with magical wards as they advanced inexorably toward the two master cultivators. The wards pulsed with an otherworldly light, each layer of protection more sophisticated than the last.

As the battle reached its crescendo in close quarters, Yun, with the grace of a hunting leopard, sprang forward. Her tactical acumen shone through as she recognized that her singular elemental mastery alone wouldn't secure victory. Her movements flowed like water, each strike precisely calculated to exploit the smallest weaknesses in the knights' defences. This allowed Ming to orchestrate devastating chi-based spells from the rear, methodically dismantling the Goblin Dark Knights' formidable defences with surgical precision.

The air itself seemed to bend and warp around Ming's spell craft, reality distorting under the weight of his power. Each incantation carried the weight of decades of experience, channelling energies that few cultivators could hope to control. The synergy between father and daughter created a deadly harmony that even the most seasoned warriors would find difficult to counter.

Yun's performance was nothing short of ethereal, a deadly ballet against four frenzied adversaries. Her combat intuition, harmoniously synchronized with Ming's supporting bombardment, painted a bittersweet picture of what this extraordinary father-daughter duo might have achieved in life. Her blade sang through the air, leaving trails of silver light that carved elegant arcs through space itself. Each movement flowed seamlessly into the next, creating an unbreakable chain of attacks that left no room for counter-strikes.

The Dark Knights, despite their impressive coordination, found themselves gradually overwhelmed by the perfect storm of Yun's close-quarter mastery and Ming's devastating long-range support. Their armour, despite its magical enhancement, began to show signs of strain under the relentless assault. Cracks appeared in their formation as they struggled to maintain their defensive positions while seeking opportunities to strike.

The climactic moment arrived when Yun's magnificent sweeping attack, enhanced by her father's precisely timed chi burst, sent the four Dark Knights to their demise. The combined force of their techniques created a shockwave that rippled through the dimensional space, prompting Jin to seal the dungeon dimension before reinforcements could emerge from the swirling portal. His applause echoed through the chamber as he contemplated how this experience could shape Lynn's development into a similar supporting role, potentially forging an unbreakable combat synergy.

Jin's deep understanding of Lynn's fiercely competitive spirit led him to a profound realization. Witnessing Qiu Yue's meteoric rise would inevitably wound Lynn's pride, making her doubt her worth in Jin's eyes, regardless of his heartfelt assurances. These specialized training sessions could be the key to helping her discover her true potential in the heat of battle, where raw power alone might not determine the victor.

"This sparring session was invaluable," Ming remarked, his sword cane bearing his weight as his battle-worn muscles protested. The exertion had taken its toll, yet his eyes sparkled with the satisfaction of a well-fought encounter. "Your newfound abilities give me hope that you might triumph against Seiryuu. Perhaps employing dungeon dimensions or orchestrating an outbreak could erode his legendary stamina, tipping the scales in your favour."

"So it's his endurance, not his raw power, that concerns you?" Jin inquired, his curiosity piqued by this unexpected insight.

"Indeed. Within his domain, Seiryuu enforces a unique limitation—only one technique may be employed. Once chosen, all other abilities become sealed, forcing you to rely solely on that single tactic throughout the engagement. It's a testament to his confidence in his own abilities, but also a potential weakness to exploit."

"That bears an uncanny resemblance..." Jin mused, exchanging knowing looks with Yun. The irony of the situation wasn't lost on either of them.

"How so?" Ming's ignorance of the parallel between Jin's deep dungeon series and Seiryuu's domain was evident until Jin elaborated on his Grade-based system, which proved even more restrictive than Seiryuu's skill-based approach. The revelation brought a thoughtful expression to Ming's weathered features.

"Ah, now the similarity becomes clear," Ming acknowledged, while Yun offered a philosophical shrug that spoke volumes about the cyclical nature of fate.

"Perhaps it's the universe's way of teaching humility?" Yun's observation about the ironic parallel between Jin's system and his current predicament left him momentarily lost for words, contemplating the deeper implications of this cosmic jest.

"If you'll excuse us," Ming interjected, his tone gentle but firm, "I'd like to share some private counsel with my daughter—matters best kept between us." With supernatural ease, he manifested their familiar meeting place: the weathered wooden table and benches from their previous encounters, each grain of wood holding memories of conversations past.

"By all means," Jin graciously withdrew, respecting their need for privacy. "I'll occupy myself with the Cardinals." He made his way to the ancient temple, where the majestic Byakko reclined with lazy dignity, while Suzaku's elegant form adorned the roof, preening her magnificent plumage. Behind the structure, Genbu's colossal form resembled a living mountain, with the serpentine Yamato no Orochi weaving intricate patterns around its base.

"How fared the discussion?" Byakko's singular eye fixed upon Jin lazily.

"Productively," Jin replied. "Ming's insights about confronting Seiryuu proved invaluable. This opponent will demand absolute commitment." He shared his strategic thoughts while the other Cardinals listened with solemn attention.

"Your approach shows promise," Byakko counselled, "but heed this warning—Void Energy is a treacherous force in the realm of subconsciousness. We Cardinals understand its perils far better than Ming."

"Consider Suzaku's cautionary tale—how Void Energy led to her fall from grace. Seiryuu's tragic descent followed a similar path, corrupted during his search for his twin sister within the labyrinth of your subconsciousness."

"The mechanics of that temporal paradox still elude me," Jin pondered. "How did Seiryuu's sister's fate lead to my journey through time?" Byakko's knowing silence spoke volumes, suggesting depths of knowledge deliberately left unshared.

"Focus on the present," Byakko advised. "Meditate here while Ming concludes his long-overdue heart-to-heart with his daughter. I'll summon you when it's time to return to your corporeal existence." Jin acquiesced, settling into contemplative silence.

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