Chapter 170: Seizing the Mirror, He Yuanhun's Confidence

From the moment he left seclusion, the Mirror Immortal encampment was no longer a threat.

The reason Xia Hong had this confidence was because after breaking through to the Cold-Resisting Grade, his basic strength increase was so high that it was inconceivable.

Nine-Mane Strength!

Ninety thousand jin of giant strength, Skin-Membrane remodeling complete. The moment he left seclusion and perceived the terrifying strength in his body, Xia Hong himself was also stunned.

According to Gao Yu, who came to the encampment earlier, which was He Yuanhun's statement.

The Earth-Digging Realm reached the limit of thirty thousand jin. Using beast blood to start remodeling the Skin-Membrane, ordinary people at this stage would at most have a strength increase of twenty thousand jin; those with Battle Body qualifications would be much higher, but according to the three grades of upper, middle, and lower he described, the strength increase would at most be seventy thousand, fifty thousand, thirty thousand.

When the Skin-Membrane remodeling is complete and the Flawless Body is cultivated, officially breaking through to the Cold-Resisting Grade, the strength can double again.

Even by this standard, the most powerful upper-grade Battle Body, after breaking through to the Cold-Resisting Grade, would at most be two-mane strength, which is two hundred thousand jin.

Of course, Xia Hong would definitely not fully believe Gao Yu's words.

He had already roughly guessed that when He Yuanhun came to the encampment to probe the reality, he deliberately said those words to himself, most likely to induce him to use an overdose of beast blood, in hopes of affecting his breakthrough process or harming him to death.

It's just a pity that He Yuanhun didn't expect that he could use system resources to offset the nerve pain caused by Skin-Membrane remodeling.

Before the last batch of beast blood was collected, Xia Hong's Skin-Membrane progress had already reached seventy percent. At that time, his basic strength was about one hundred and twenty thousand jin.

According to his prediction, 50 jin for one point of progress, one point of progress increases strength by 1250 jin, the subsequent 30 points of progress should only consume 1500 jin of beast blood, and the strength increase should be about thirty-seven thousand jin or more.

But the actual process of seclusion was completely different from his prediction.

The higher the Skin-Membrane remodeling progress, the greater the amount of beast blood used at one time, and the greater the strength increase brought. Fortunately, he prepared nearly 2000 jin of beast blood, and then used system resources to offset the nerve burden, continuously using it overloaded, otherwise whether he could complete the Skin-Membrane remodeling would still be a problem.

The moment the Skin-Membrane remodeling reached one hundred percent progress, he had perceived it, and his basic strength had already skyrocketed to three hundred thousand jin at that time.

According to He Yuanhun's statement, the Skin-Membrane remodeling is complete, and the Flawless Body is cultivated, and the basic strength can double again.

According to this calculation, his strength was indeed six hundred thousand jin.

Six-Mane Strength, Xia Hong was already very satisfied.

The upper-grade Battle Body described by Gao Yu was only two-mane strength after breaking through.

He was already three times that of the upper grade, what else was there to be dissatisfied with.

Never expected that when he truly cultivated the Flawless Body and broke through to the Cold-Resisting Grade, his basic strength did not double, but tripled!

From three hundred thousand jin, it skyrocketed directly to nine hundred thousand jin.

Nine-Mane Strength!

Limited by cognition, Xia Hong didn't know if his situation was a unique case in the Frozen Abyss, and if there was any special saying.

But what is certain is that his potential far exceeds imagination.

Compared with a normal Cold-Resisting Grade with only one-mane strength, his strength, described as crushing, is not an exaggeration at all.

Even a normal Cold-Resisting Grade, as long as it is not an order of magnitude, with Xia Hong's strength, fighting many with one is not a problem at all.

This is the reason why Xia Hong's confidence is so sufficient.

Puchi!

The ceremonial sword stabbed into He Yuanhun's left eye, and the Condensing Fire Oil on the blade instantly ignited flames. Xia Hong's eyes condensed, his body rushed forward violently, and the strength of his hands holding the sword was exerted to the extreme.

Shoo......

The 1.5-meter blade was almost more than half inserted into He Yuanhun's left eye.

But bizarrely, He Yuanhun's pupils seemed to be connected to some different-dimensional space. Xia Hong's sword hilt had already reached his face, but the sword tip still couldn't pass through from behind his head.

But what was gratifying was that the reaction between that different-dimensional space and the Condensing Fire Oil was still violent.

He Yuanhun's eyes were already seeping thick smoke, which seemed to form a correspondence with the two mirrors in the sky. After Xia Hong's ceremonial sword stabbed in, the thick smoke instantly became several times more violent.

At the same time, He Yuanhun's screaming also became more violent than just now.

"Ah...... ah......"

After He Yuanhun wailed, his body quickly retreated, wanting to get rid of the ceremonial sword.

But Xia Hong, how could he let him get his wish.

Shoo......

Xia Hong suddenly pulled out the ceremonial sword from his left eye, and his legs kicked violently on his chest.

Bang......

Xia Hong, who had completely erupted with nine-mane strength, kicked He Yuanhun from the bamboo building floor, and his body was also crushed into the ground like a cannonball.

Before He Yuanhun could react, the ceremonial sword that Xia Hong had originally pulled out stabbed toward his right eye like lightning again.

Puchi......

The ceremonial sword accurately inserted into the right eye, and the monstrous thick smoke instantly gushed out.

"Ah...... ah......"

Different from the shrill and harsh screaming just now, after the second eye was stabbed by the ceremonial sword, He Yuanhun's screaming instantly became terrified and weak.

The black smoke emitted by the two pupils also gradually became sparse.

Correspondingly, the two ancient mirrors in the sky also no longer emitted thick smoke, and the fire on them was constantly getting smaller, as if there was a trend of extinguishing.

Ding......

A crisp sound of a mirror being struck suddenly came from mid-air.

Xia Hong looked up and his expression moved slightly.

Once the fire was extinguished, the two mirrors seemed to have lost their spirituality, gradually shrinking in mid-air, and soon turned into two palm-sized mirrors, one black and one white.

Subsequently, the two mirrors slowly fell down.

"Leader Xia Hong, thank you!"

A gentle voice suddenly came from under the sword.

Whoosh......

Following the voice was a black sword edge that was fast to the extreme.

Although a look of surprise flashed on Xia Hong's face, his movements were not slow at all. He pulled out the ceremonial sword, his body quickly retreated, and then jumped up, rushing toward the direction where the two mirrors fell.

The moment he pulled out the ceremonial sword, Xia Hong had already realized that it was not stabbed into He Yuanhun's eye.

Shoo......

Although Xia Hong's speed had already reached the extreme, the black sword edge still grazed the back of his neck.

In fact, if he hadn't reacted quickly, this sword would have grazed his throat.

A sharp pain came from the back of his neck. Sensing the strength of this sword, which was at least above eight manes, Xia Hong, who was only one step away from the two mirrors, instantly felt a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

Ding......

Xia Hong caught the white mirror on the left. Just as he was about to reach out his right hand and just touched the black mirror on the right, a black long sword flew from behind, directly knocking the mirror he had obtained away.

If you can't get it, then destroy it!

Xia Hong's eyes condensed, and he threw the ceremonial sword straight out.

Shoo......

The 1.7-meter ceremonial sword was often used by Xia Hong as a spear in many situations.

His throwing technique had long been perfected.

Combined with the terrifying strength, it pulled out a fierce sword-shaped cold light in the air, flying straight toward that black mirror. Clang......

It's just a pity that the moment the ceremonial sword was about to shatter the mirror.

That pitch-black long sword that had just knocked away the mirror appeared again.

He Yuanhun, dressed in white, held the long sword and blocked it diagonally. The terrifying strength attached to the ceremonial sword was instantly resolved by more than half by him, and then he flicked it again, knocking the ceremonial sword back the way it came.

Shoo......

Flicking back the ceremonial sword, He Yuanhun held that black mirror in his hand.

Xia Hong caught the ceremonial sword with his right hand, and on his left hand, he held a white mirror.

Inside the bamboo building, the two people, one holding a sword and one holding a sword, each holding a mirror in the other hand, looked at each other from a distance, silent and soundless.

After a full ten-plus breaths, He Yuanhun put away the long sword, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he bowed slightly to Xia Hong:

"Leader Xia Hong, trust you have been well since we last met!"

Just like when he visited Great Xia before, He Yuanhun at this moment did not have the slightest evil and eccentricity when he was controlled by the Mirror Immortal. Not only was his posture humble and elegant, but his voice was also extremely gentle, and his temperament became calm and noble.

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Without understanding the situation, anyone who came into contact with this person would probably not be able to help but feel good about him.

Precisely this kind of person is the one to be most careful of!

If before, Xia Hong still held a glimmer of expectation for He Yuanhun, feeling that everything was done by the Mirror Immortal, then just now, after that sword of He Yuanhun, his thoughts changed completely.

Although he added a sentence of thanks in front.

But He Yuanhun's sword just now clearly wanted to kill him.

That is to say, the first time he came to Great Xia, deliberately telling him the news of the Battle Body and inducing him to use an overdose of beast blood, was He Yuanhun himself.

This also just happened to explain why he was fine when he stood by the furnace that time. At that time, the Mirror Immortal should have been hiding.

The Mirror Immortal died, He Yuanhun was not only unscathed but could even exert stronger strength than before. His hidden depth was terrifying to the extreme.

Throughout, the things the Mirror Immortal did, even if he didn't participate, he was deliberately indulging, the purpose was to induce him to kill the Mirror Immortal, and then he would take action to seize these two mirrors.

Attempting to kill him, then seizing the mirrors.

That is to say, everything before his eyes, very likely, was all in He Yuanhun's plan. The only thing he missed was that he had been prepared long ago.

Understanding all this, the chill in Xia Hong's heart rose gradually. He didn't open his mouth to respond to He Yuanhun, just holding the long sword and the ancient mirror, continuing to stare at him, the killing intent in his eyes not concealed in the slightest.

"Leader Xia Hong, it seems there is some misunderstanding about me!"

He Yuanhun clearly also noticed the killing intent in Xia Hong's eyes, a look of apology appeared on his face, and he bowed slightly, as if preparing to open his mouth to explain.

However, Xia Hong did not give him this opportunity.

The ceremonial sword pulled out a cold light in the air, and Xia Hong's body rushed forward suddenly, arriving in front of He Yuanhun in an instant.

Whoosh......

The body with nine-mane strength, no matter what it does, is like thunder. He didn't even need the cold light brought by the ceremonial sword; just Xia Hong's rapidly rushing body could make the airflow in the entire bamboo building rustle.

He Yuanhun's expression changed slightly. Clearly, he didn't expect Xia Hong to come up so straightforwardly. The pitch-black long sword blocked in front of him.

Bang......

The sword and sword collided violently, emitting an invisible shock wave, directly collapsing the already crumbling bamboo building.

The four walls of the bamboo building collapsed with a boom.

He Yuanhun's body flew out from the west wall.

Xia Hong was almost sticking to him, coming out together.

The two retreated and chased, their speed reaching the extreme.

Facing Xia Hong's extra-long blade, He Yuanhun held the long sword and almost drew a black curtain in front of him. Although the block was successful, Xia Hong's strength made him retreat again and again, and the expression on his face also became increasingly solemn.

"Leader Xia Hong, please listen to my explanation. There is a hidden story about the Mirror Immortal. He Mou is definitely not deliberately harming you. I indeed intended to indulge the Mirror Immortal, but it was also for the sake of the ten thousand-plus people in the Mirror Immortal encampment, for the sake of more humans. As long as you are willing to hand over the other half of the mirror to me, I guarantee that I will give you a reasonable explanation!"

"Why don't you surrender now and follow me back to the Great Xia encampment, and I will listen to you explain slowly, how about that?"

In the rapid interaction and confrontation of sword and sword, He Yuanhun still tried to open his mouth to explain, but Xia Hong didn't pay attention to him at all. No matter how much he said, the ceremonial sword in his hand danced faster and faster, and every sword strike went straight to his vital points.

Shoo......

At the same time, an iron arrow suddenly shot from the flank.

He Yuanhun waved his hand to knock down the iron arrow, turned his head and condensed, seeing Xia Chuan and the hundred-plus people all leaning over, and all of them were pulling bows and setting arrows, his expression changed.

The moment the Mirror Immortal was killed, the people he controlled had long since fallen. Xia Chuan, Luo Yuan, and the others were naturally relieved and freed.

There was no need for Xia Hong to open his mouth. The crowd gathered over, saw Xia Hong fighting He Yuanhun, and immediately raised their long bows to help.

With over a hundred people together, cooperating with Xia Hong, they quickly surrounded He Yuanhun.

"He Yuanhun, surrender, you can't escape!"

Hearing Xia Hong's address to He Yuanhun, Xia Chuan, Luo Yuan, and the others were still somewhat unclear. Only Director Yu Wen Tao's expression condensed, staring at He Yuanhun for a long time, as if he understood something, and his face gradually became angry.

Xia Hong shook the mirror in his left hand, then looked at He Yuanhun, glanced at the other mirror in his hand, and his expression moved slightly.

He Yuanhun didn't hesitate to burn the entire Mirror Immortal encampment to the ground. With such painstaking efforts, in the final analysis, it was for these two mirrors.

It is not hard to guess that these two mirrors must hide great benefits.

Good things, He Yuanhun wants them.

He, of course, also wants them.

Surrounded He Yuanhun did not reveal much fear on his face, just staring at the half-mirror in Xia Hong's hand, as if thinking about something.

Soon, He Yuanhun seemed to have figured it out, smiled at Xia Hong, and suddenly patted that black mirror in his hand toward his right eye.

When the mirror touched his eye, it actually automatically became smaller, and then turned into a spiritual light, directly melting into it.

"Leader Xia Hong, that mirror in your hand cannot exert much effect. If you hand it over to me, I guarantee that in the future, I will give you a greater benefit, how about that?"

Answering He Yuanhun was Xia Hong's faster and stronger attack, as well as hundreds of iron arrows rushing from Xia Chuan, Luo Yuan, Director Yu Wen Tao, and the others.

And facing the arrow rain and Xia Hong's advance, He Yuanhun seemed to realize that he couldn't persuade Xia Hong, and after a look of helplessness appeared on his face, his right eye suddenly emitted a cold black light.

Whoosh......

The black light in He Yuanhun's eyes suddenly expanded, reflecting a lush, green, and vibrant world.

At the same time, the space around his eyes began to distort, the air stopped flowing, and even the iron arrows shooting toward his body suddenly stopped in mid-air, directly motionless.

This bizarre scene made the Great Xia crowd, including Xia Hong, instantly condense their pupils, all standing in place.

Only Director Yu Wen Tao, Hong Guang, and the forty-one Earth-Digging Realm experts of the Mirror Immortal encampment, seeing that different-dimensional space, recognized it at once; that was the illusory world the Mirror Immortal used to incite everyone to commit suicide earlier.

"Leader Xia Hong, this mirror is called the Yin-Yang Mirror. The one in your hand is the Yang side, and the one in my hand is the Yin side. Since you are unwilling to hand it over to me, then keep it in your hand for a period of time. One day in the future, you will definitely be willing to hand it over to me."

In the constant distortion of space, He Yuanhun's body was actually slowly sucked in by the black light emitted from his eyes.

At the same time, the flesh of those people in the Mirror Immortal encampment who fell to the ground and had just committed suicide once was also sucked away by the black light.

After ten-plus breaths, the entire Mirror Immortal encampment was empty.

Only Xia Hong and the others remained, as well as He Yuanhun's last confident voice echoing in the air.

One day in the future, he will definitely be willing to hand over the mirror to him?

Xia Hong lowered his head to look at the white mirror in his hand, his brows locked tightly.

(End of Chapter) ===== CHAPTER 171 =====