The rows of brand-new text attracted everyone's attention.
Immediately afterwards, images began to shift across the sky.
In a shattered mirror space, a figure stood out. She held a sharp blade made of countless mirror shards, its edge gleaming with a chilling light.
The next moment, her figure blurred and transformed into countless images, spreading to every corner of the space.
Every image is exactly the same as the original, with no flaws in its aura, movements, or eyes.
[Controlling the power of time and space, the mirror reflects countless images, omnipresent!]
The scene shifts again, and thousands of images simultaneously raise the shattered mirror blades in their hands, slashing towards a target in the void.
There was no earth-shattering display, only a flash of light that was so fast it even surpassed the speed of light itself.
[The Blade of Shattering Mirrors, swift as lightning, kills with a single blow; none can withstand it!]
The image freezes, and the shattered world is reflected on the mirror blade.
[Rank: God-level Martial Soul!]
The text in the sky once again brought a violent shock to this continent.
Another god-level martial soul!
[Reward: The holder's soul power is solidified sixfold! The age of all soul rings is increased by 100,000 years! The holder gains the divine skill: Phantom Nine Kills!]
...
Outside Jialing Pass, Shrek Academy camp.
All eyes were fixed on the sky, and everyone wore different expressions.
Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes were filled with surprise.
"The Blade of Shattered Mirrors? Another martial soul I've never heard of before."
She muttered to herself. As the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, she considered herself to be well-informed, but the martial spirits on this list were more and more surprising than she had ever imagined.
Ma Hongjun, standing to the side, clicked his tongue, a hint of lingering fear in his eyes.
"Thousands of Impressions? If she sets her sights on you, you probably won't even know how you died. This Mirror-Breaking Blade is practically a martial soul born to kill!"
Zhu Zhuqing's expression was the most solemn. She stared intently at the image on the sky, her body slightly tense.
"My Netherworld Cat is one of the top-tier agility-type martial souls."
"but..."
She took a deep breath and slowly said, "Compared to this Mirror-Breaking Blade, it is far inferior. Although I am fast, I am still far from being able to follow you like a shadow, or even transform into thousands of forms."
Her words carried a hint of frustration, the awe a top assassin held for a higher level of assassination artistry.
The glasses of "Master" Yu Xiaogang gleamed with wisdom, but his voice carried an uncontrollable tremor.
"What a terrifying martial spirit!"
"This is no longer just about speed; it has probably... has already touched upon the level of space!"
Xiao Wu's face was full of worry. She asked softly, "Who exactly is this Mirror? How can it possess such a powerful martial soul?"
Dai Mubai's eyes were solemn as he said in a deep voice, "If this person were to make a move, he could probably easily behead the commander-in-chief amidst thousands of troops, appearing and disappearing like a ghost."
"It's a nightmare for all the enemies!"
Tang San's eyes were deep and unfathomable, his Purple Demon Eyes working silently deep within them, as if trying to see through every detail of the sky.
He spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hint of solemnity and a hint of longing.
"If... we can win this person over."
"I will surely be able to kill any damned person silently!"
...
The Tang Dynasty, in front of the imperial palace.
Bibi Dong's face had turned from pale to ashen, and then from ashen to a sickly flush.
She was like a volcano about to explode, exuding a violent aura.
"Damn Chiba!"
She practically spat out those words through clenched teeth, her voice sharp and venomous.
"Why?! Why does he deserve the obeisance of a powerful figure like Sikong Zhen?!"
"Why should he be able to gain the friendship of the Tang Empire!"
Bibi Dong was furious.
As the Pope of the Spirit Hall, a possessor of twin spirits, he arrived here only to be brutally beaten by that brute Sikong Zhen without a word, losing all face.
Qian Yu, the man she had abandoned, was greeted with a kneeling welcome by Sikong Zhen upon his appearance, enjoying unparalleled honor.
This stark contrast was like a red-hot branding iron, branding her heart with boundless humiliation and anger.
Seeing her teacher nearly losing control, Hu Liena felt a pang of fear and quickly whispered words of comfort.
"Teacher, please don't be angry."
Her eyes lit up, and a possibility came to mind.
"That Qianyu… he's just an ordinary guy. If there's anything special about him, it's his surname."
"Sikong Zhen's respect for him is probably not because of him personally, but because of... because of Qian Renxue and Grand Elder Qian Daoliu!"
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong was taken aback.
yes!
Qian Renxue is the granddaughter of Qian Daoliu and the inheritor of the Angel God, possessing an incomparably noble status.
And Qianyu is, after all, Qianrenxue's father.
Sikong Zhen's treatment of him must be an attempt to curry favor with the Angel Family and the Grand Elder Hall of the Spirit Hall through him!
That must be it!
This explanation instantly soothed Bibi Dong's deepest fear.
It turns out that Qianyu himself wasn't that great; he was just benefiting from his daughter and father-in-law's fame!
Having figured this out, Bibi Dong's anger did not subside; instead, it burned even more fiercely, only the target shifted.
Her fingernails dug deep into the tender flesh of her palm, and blood seeped out between her fingers, but she seemed oblivious.
"Thousand-foot Snow..."
She murmured the name, her voice filled with resentment.
"You ungrateful wretch!"
"There are still a thousand families! Just you wait and see!"
She raised her head and looked in Qian Renxue's direction, her eyes filled with resentment as if uttering the most vicious curse.
"How dare you treat me like this! I, Bibi Dong, will make you regret ever being born!"
Just then, the change in the sky once again attracted their attention.
When she saw the words "Oriental Mirror", Hu Liena gasped in surprise.
"Teacher! It's a mirror!"
Bibi Dong's gaze also fell on that name, and the coldness on her face instantly intensified several times over, with a ferocious smile curving her lips.
"I know."
Her voice seemed to come from the deepest hell, carrying a chilling aura.
"That woman who betrayed me, who even attacked me and beat me up, that bitch!"
"How could I not know her!"
Her hatred for Bibi Dong was no less than that for Qian Renxue.
"That woman, it's one thing if she's strong!"
"Her martial spirit, why... why is it ranked ahead of mine?!"
Bibi Dong's voice suddenly rose in pitch.
"I possess twin martial souls! The Death Spider Emperor! The Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor! A genius rarely seen on the continent in tens of thousands of years!"
"How dare Jing rank higher than me!"
"I refuse to accept this!!"
Her roars echoed in front of the palace, sounding so powerless and hysterical.
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