Chapter 184

Only now did Lu Fang realize that the Gilded Mystic Mirror wasn't merely trapping them—it had offensive power.

Was it forcing him to use the power of the Demon Heart?

Lu Fang sneered softly to himself: "But that depends on whether you have the ability to make me use it."

In his view, if he could just buy some time, Luo Sha, the Queen of the Rakshasa, would surely notice something was wrong and find a way to rescue them.

Moreover, through his conversation with the Demon Heart, he confirmed that the Gilded Mystic Mirror's offensive power was likely weaker than its appearance suggested.

Otherwise, the Demon Heart wouldn't dare ally with it—indeed, it needed the Demon Heart's power.

Snap!

The Rakshasa Snow's whip materialized, lashing through the air and blooming into flowers of extreme yin energy.

She watched the other self stepping out of the mirror with caution: "Fighting myself? How novel. I won't let something like this kill me."

With that, she stepped forward toward the mirror duplicate.

Lu Fang observed silently, letting the Rakshasa Snow test the strength of these mirror doubles—it was useful. He had the Heaven and Earth Momentum Art; if things turned dire, he could instantly intervene.

Seeing the Rakshasa Snow charge forward, the two mirror duplicates exchanged a smile, then each raised a hand, summoning whips woven from countless shattered mirror fragments.

Could the mirror duplicates imitate and gain partial power?

Not only Lu Fang thought of this possibility—the Rakshasa Snow did too. She furrowed her brow and said: "Lord Wenguan, what should I do? Should I avoid using my full arsenal? I feel these mirror doubles are copying me."

Snap!

The mirror duplicates struck fiercely with their whips. Fearing they would copy her abilities, she dared not unleash her full power and could only defend against both attackers.

"No," Lu Fang deduced after a moment, firmly stating: "Don't fear using your full strength. These mirror doubles cannot fully replicate your abilities."

"Really?"

The Rakshasa Snow dodged repeatedly, still hesitant after hearing Lu Fang's analysis.

Lu Fang sighed: "Whether my guess is right or wrong doesn't matter. What matters is we have no other choice—if we don't use our full strength, we won't stand a chance against these mirror doubles."

"Then let me see just how strong these mirror doubles really are." The Rakshasa Snow smirked, dropping all restraint. In barely ten breaths, she shattered both mirror duplicates.

Crack…

The two mirror doubles shattered like mirrors, breaking into countless fragments.

But before Lu Fang and the Rakshasa Snow could rejoice, four more mirror doubles stepped out from mirrors surrounding them.

"These mirror doubles aren't so formidable. Leave them to me."

The Rakshasa Snow became a streak of light, darting in a circle around the four mirror doubles in an instant—snap! The whip cracked.

The four mirror doubles shattered into countless shards once more.

"Even weaker than I expected. I thought the new ones would be much stronger. This place doesn't seem as terrifying as I imagined."

The Rakshasa Snow smiled confidently.

"They are indeed weaker," Lu Fang murmured, raising an eyebrow. Something felt off, but he couldn't pinpoint it.

When eight mirror doubles emerged again from the mirrors, both Lu Fang and the Rakshasa Snow frowned.

The Gilded Mystic Mirror seemed capable of producing mirror doubles endlessly. Though currently weak and easily destroyed,

they posed no immediate threat.

But Lu Fang was deeply troubled—if this situation persisted, it would certainly not bode well for them.

He noticed that this time, the Rakshasa Snow took longer to shatter the eight mirror doubles—and finally grasped the key point.

These eight weren't just more numerous—they were stronger.

He could only hope the Gilded Mystic Mirror couldn't strengthen the mirror doubles too quickly, giving them time to wait for the Rakshasa Queen's aid.

…

"How could the Gilded Mystic Mirror have changed like this?"

The Rakshasa King frowned.

The Gilded Mystic Mirror, once the size of a mountain, now had its smooth surface replaced by a crust of salt-like mineral deposits—it no longer resembled a mirror at all, but rather a stone mirror.

Standing beside him, the Rakshasa Queen looked anxious: "I don't understand. There was no warning at all. The moment Lord Wenguan and Xue'er entered, the mirror became like this."

"Strange," the Rakshasa King reached out and touched the mirror's surface. Ripples of energy spread outward, shaking loose flakes of stone—but he failed to enter the mirror's space.

"Can't you get in?"

The Rakshasa Queen sighed.

The Rakshasa King withdrew his hand and shook his head: "The Gilded Mystic Mirror has shut down as if sealed. Even if I force it, I cannot break through. It seems Lord Wenguan triggered something."

The Rakshasa Queen paced anxiously: "I'd heard before that Lord Wenguan was bound by Heaven's Dao. I thought his rapid cultivation advancement disproved that rumor."

The Rakshasa King sighed: "I thought the same as you. But after he entered the Snow Mountain and summoned that green-skinned beast, I began to suspect he truly was bound by Heaven's Dao."

"I never expected he'd enter the Gilded Mystic Mirror with Xue'er—and now he's trapped inside."

"If even I can't force my way in, this is dangerous."

With that, the Rakshasa King summoned his subordinates to summon several great experts from the Rakshasa Kingdom to resolve the Gilded Mystic Mirror's issue.

But it seemed unlikely any solution would come soon.

Inside the mirror realm, Lu Fang and the Rakshasa Snow had destroyed wave after wave of mirror doubles. Though still eight in number, their strength had undergone a qualitative change.

Currently, defeating these mirror doubles wasn't difficult—but each time they were destroyed, the next batch grew stronger.

"If this continues, we may truly die here."

As the Rakshasa Snow spoke, she carelessly shattered one mirror double—they had been trying to avoid breaking them, to prevent the next batch from growing stronger.

But accidents happened. Sometimes, the mirror doubles seemed to commit suicide.

Yet they couldn't afford not to defend themselves—sometimes, defense forced them to attack.

Thus, the mirror doubles grew stronger with each generation.

"We can't keep going like this. I have a strong feeling that if we continue, we'll die here."

Lu Fang's face darkened.

They had been trapped here for some time. Logically, the Rakshasa Queen must have noticed something was wrong.