Chapter 183: The Mysterious Mirror (14)

This plan was linked ring by ring, and the plan itself was quite perfect, but a piece of rat droppings had mixed into it—ahem, that is, the wise and mighty Ye Bai.

As a result, this perfect closed loop developed a slight flaw.

Possessing the Insight Eye and Photographic Memory talents, Ye Bai very easily discovered the weak point of the Zuwu sacrificial spirit.

The speed of the Resentful Willow and the Necrotic Locust Tree began to slow down.

It was getting slower and slower.

Every time it recovered, it was draining the energy of the sacrificial spirit.

Every time, it made the body of the sacrificial spirit become more illusory.

Black mist, like maggots on a bone, coiled around the body of the sacrificial spirit, and the black mist was constantly eroding it.

Even several mirror shards were wrapped in the black mist.

The artifact spirit of the Grave Whip was further seizing control: "Strange, there were ghost umbrellas and ghost lanterns before, why are they all gone now?"

Fang Ritu blinked her eyes with a dazed and cute expression.

Ye Bai looked at the sacrificial spirit, whose body was becoming increasingly scattered; at this moment, the sacrificial spirit gave Ye Bai a feeling of being on the verge of collapse.

"Save me! I will repay you."

The sacrificial spirit regained consciousness at the last moment and said a sentence.

Its consciousness sank completely.

The control of the entire sacrificial spirit was seized by the artifact spirit of the Grave Whip.

The Grave Whip crossed her arms over her chest, her black long dress revealed, and a cold glint appeared on her face.

Her blood-red pupils were staring fixedly at the three of them, Ye Bai included.

She emitted a low, hoarse voice.

"Is this the feeling of being immortal?"

"The sacrificial spirit is completely finished, now it is the turn of you three; I will refine all three of you into my corpse puppets."

"Especially you."

"You fat rabbit who only grows flesh but not brains."

The artifact spirit of the Grave Whip had completely merged with the sacrificial spirit, and now the voice she spoke with was heard by everyone.

"Who, who is it."

Fang Ritu raised her two giant hammers, her brows slightly furrowed, and she looked around vigilantly, her body already set in the best defensive posture; once an enemy launched an attack, she would strike immediately.

She looked toward Ye Bai and Lie Sha from time to time, fearing that some danger might arrive quietly, especially regarding Ye Bai, as he was her temporary meal companion and had to be protected well.

Fang Ritu's eyes were kept wide open, as if she wanted to see everything clearly through them; although she was a veteran of many battles, she still could not dispel the tension in her heart.

After all, the sacrificial spirit was an immortal existence; the human-wave tactic alone could trap Fang Ritu to death here.

It was true that Fang Ritu possessed extremely high attack power, but this also consumed her physical strength every moment.

Once the cells throughout her body sent out hunger signals again, she might lose her sanity and attack crazily.

Everywhere the heavy hammers passed, everything would be smashed to pieces.

From her slight panting, one could feel the confusion deep in her heart, as well as a trace of unease.

Lie Sha also remained vigilant, her hands gripping the Gun Shark tightly, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

She swallowed nervously, as if something bad would happen in the next second.

Lie Sha had to send Ye Bai out safe and sound; this was her mission, even if it meant sacrificing her own life.

Only Ye Bai had an indifferent look; he already had a plan in his heart.

At this time, a cold wind blew, and black mist as dark as ink surged out.

A girl with an enchanting and seductive appearance, like a Succubus from the dark Abyss, and like a rose with thorns, appeared in a black dress and barefoot.

"I am the Grave Whip of the Gospel Society's leader, the Necromancer."

"At the same time, I am also the sacrificial spirit manipulating this space."

"Be refined by me into corpse puppets and be enslaved by me."

A resentful expression appeared on the girl's face.

"Don't even think about it."

Fang Ritu gripped her Heavy Hammer tightly and, gathering her strength, blasted it toward the girl.

The sound of breaking air came from the sky, and the giant hammer rubbed violently against the air, sparking a large amount of fire.

As a result, her giant hammer passed right through the girl's body.

The Heavy Hammer impacted heavily on the ground, and the huge shockwave turned the entire ground upside down.

A look of shock and uncertainty appeared on Fang Ritu's face.

That strike just now was her ultimate move.

With that hammer blow, even the seventh-rank Exotic Beast Black Tortoise Dragon Turtle, known for its defense, would likely be hammered to pieces.

Yet that sacrificial spirit had actually dodged it.

No, the sacrificial spirit hadn't dodged at all just now, and that wasn't an illusion of the sacrificial spirit either.

It was that the sacrificial spirit was not in the same dimension as her, so naturally, she could not hit the sacrificial spirit.

Fang Ritu figured it out in an instant.

Lie Sha raised the Gun Shark, her face remaining calm.

She continuously urged the Gun Shark to attack, the sound of gunfire deafening.

Every bullet seemed to have eyes, heading straight for the vital points of the sacrificial spirit.

It was just that the eyes of the sacrificial spirit were filled with disdain.

This level of attack could not cause her any harm at all.

She used Cut on the surrounding space.

These humans' attacks simply could not hit her.

Now, as long as the Sacrificial Spirit trapped these people here and starved them to death, she could achieve her goal.

Therefore, the Sacrificial Spirit did not need to put herself in danger at all.

"Sunflower Emperor, shine with Holy Light."

"Space Pelican, Space Transfer." The illusion, which had been like a fierce ghost, instantly became ethereal and sacred.

"Ahhh."

Shark and Room Sun Rabbit covered their eyes at the same time.

Their eyes were struck by the intense light and immediately fell into a state of temporary blindness.

The two quickly closed their eyes, but they did not put down the weapons in their hands.

Taking advantage of this moment, the Space Pelican spat out the broken mirror hidden in its space pouch.

It stared fixedly at the mirror with its eyes, and beams of silvery-white light fell upon the mirror.

Both the mirror and the Sunflower Emperor were directly moved via Space Transfer.

The Sacrificial Spirit was located in a special space; without an Exotic Beast with space attributes, it was impossible to break through her space.

This was the Sacrificial Spirit's reliance, but this time, it had been broken.

Under the intense light emitted by the Sunflower Emperor, the black energy on the Sacrificial Spirit's body began to burn under the illumination of the Holy Light.

The black-robed witch let out a miserable scream.

"Damned Holy Light."

Her face began to dissolve at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had been splashed with concentrated sulfuric acid.

Her entire body also began to twist.

The mirror fragments, which had originally been emitting a faint glow, seemed to have found their home at that moment, turning into streams of light and pouring into it one after another.

A white light flashed, and these fragments gradually condensed into a phantom of a mirror, with only one-third of the mirror body actually existing.

The mirror body was completely transparent, the surface was as smooth as a mirror, and it emitted a faint golden light.

The mirror body was rectangular, engraved with images of heaven, earth, the mysterious, and the yellow, and the broad mirror surface seemed capable of reflecting all things and phenomena.

The brilliance was restrained, appearing and disappearing, like the first light of dawn, shifting between light and shadow.

At this moment, the mirror body shone brightly.

Surging divine might radiated from the mirror's surface, and several beams of mirror light shot out violently from it.

Falling onto the Sacrificial Spirit, the white flames on her body spread in the blink of an eye.

"Ah, no."

A look of resentment and poison appeared in the Sacrificial Spirit's eyes.

"You are!"

The voice stopped abruptly, but it hooked Ye Bai's curiosity.

Clearly, the artifact spirit of the Grave Whip knew the origin of this mirror.

Speak, why aren't you speaking? If you spoke, I would know the origin of this mirror.

Black light erupted from the Grave Whip.

Bursts of cold wind emanated from the Grave Whip, attempting to expel the white flames on its body.

Unexpectedly, after being filled with yin energy, the Sacrificial Spirit's body was completely ignited, like a torch shooting straight into the clouds.

Members of the Gospel Society lurking near the Zuwu looked on in shock and uncertainty as the entire Zuwu twisted.

At the same time, a large amount of white flame emerged.

Had some accident occurred?

Or had that lord succeeded?

The Grave Whip artifact spirit's original plan was to devour the Sacrificial Spirit, let the Sacrificial Spirit become a part of itself, and become an immortal existence.

The Gospel Society possessed numerous believers, so it was not lacking in faith at all.

As long as this plan succeeded, it would transform the Zuwu into a burial ground, which would later become the main base for the Gospel Society's operations.

This was the Gospel Society's original plan, and it had proceeded very smoothly at the beginning.

However, when the Gospel Society's stronghold in Yan Dong was destroyed, it caused the leader, the Necromancer, to be unusually angry, so the Necromancer wanted to teach Yan Country a lesson to prove that their Gospel Society was not to be trifled with.

Thus, the plan to trap Room Sun Rabbit and refine her into a corpse puppet was formulated.

And after the Blood Saint of the Resurrection Society found out, he added fuel to the fire; he had only one request, which was to refine Ye Bai into a corpse puppet as well, which was why he sent the Black Knight to participate in this plan.

As a result, something went wrong.

The members of the Gospel Society looked at the burning and collapsing Zuwu, and they looked at each other in dismay.

They did not know whether the Grave Whip had successfully transformed into the Sacrificial Spirit, or if the plan had failed completely.

Inside the Zuwu, the Sacrificial Spirit's pupils were filled with a look of terror.

Escape, must escape.

If she did not escape, she would definitely be annihilated, body and soul, by the mirror light.

A large amount of black energy emerged from the Sacrificial Spirit's body.

The Sacrificial Spirit could no longer even maintain her own body.

"Let me go, let me leave!"

"Do you want to be annihilated, body and soul, together?"

A voice spoken through gritted teeth came out; the Sacrificial Spirit gritted her teeth, intending to Self-Destruct the Grave Whip to escape completely from the divine might of the mirror.

But her plan fell through.

Suddenly, the air around the mirror began to twist, the form of the sacrificial spirit gradually became blurred within the mirror, and the black Qi on its body surged toward the mirror.

The scream of the sacrificial spirit echoed in the courtyard, but it stopped abruptly, as if bound by some force.

This transparent treasure mirror, neither gold nor jade, was thoroughly activated, and the mirror body emitted a blindingly intense light, as if even time had come to a standstill here.

A beam of dazzling white light burst forth from the mirror, the cold and gloomy aura began to dissipate, and the shadow of the sacrificial spirit was gradually swallowed by the beam of light.

It struggled, wanting to escape, but the mirror surface was like a hard iron wall; no matter how it struggled, it could not escape.

Finally, it turned into a spot of light and vanished from the surface of the mirror.

As if chased by a dog, the mirror turned into a streak of flowing light and plunged into the mouth of the space pelican.

Ye Bai blinked his eyes; he was still pondering what the origin of this broken mirror could be.

Begging for votes, righteously and confidently. (End of this chapter)