Chapter 71: Yin-Yang Mirror

Jiang Xuan sensed a terrifying killing intent that made his mind and spirit tremble; this killing intent was even more terrifying than his Immortal Trapping Sword Intent.

Right ahead, there were two bottomless black holes; one surged with spiritual Qi soaring to the heavens, with source Qi continuously rolling upward, while the other surged with baleful Qi soaring to the heavens, endless sharp sword Qi rushing straight into the clouds.

Yin-Yang Eyes!

This Yin-Yang Eye possessed peerless sharpness; source Qi and baleful Qi merged and circulated, cutting off the path ahead. Jiang Xuan approached one Yin-Yang Fish, only to see over twenty skeletons around it, all killed by the peerless sword Qi formed from the circulation of source Qi and baleful Qi, pierced through the heart by ten thousand swords.

"Good, a fine Yin-Yang Eye indeed, embracing Yang while carrying Yin, embracing Yin while carrying Yang, with Dao Rhyme flowing."

Jiang Xuan couldn't help but marvel at the profundity of creation; this Yin-Yang Eye was not man-made, but naturally carved by heaven and earth. The Yin Eye was filled with baleful Qi, white bones piled up around it; the Yin Eye was filled with baleful Qi, white bones piled up around it, the Yang Eye was dazzling with radiance, source stones covered the ground.

Dao Patterns circulated; the Eight Trigrams Furnace phantom expanded in the wind, enveloping this Yin-Yang Eye. Jiang Xuan, clad in stone clothes, stepped inside; he wanted to refine a very famous Magic Treasure.

Yin-Yang Mirror!

The so-called Yin-Yang Mirror is divided into Yin and Yang sides; the Yin side is black, the Yang side is red. The Yin side can unleash Mie Jue Divine Light, exterminating the souls of living beings; the Yang side can unleash Zao Hua Divine Light, repairing and nourishing the true bodies of living beings.

One Yin, one Yang, representing death and life.

Jiang Xuan, clad in stone clothes and stone helmet, slowly stepped between the two black holes; the incomparably sharp peerless sword Qi did not cause him the slightest harm. Enveloped by Eight Trigrams Furnace Dao Patterns, the Yin-Yang Fish formed from source Qi and baleful Qi underwent earth-shaking changes at this moment; strand after strand of source Qi and baleful Qi, like docile fish, continuously drilled into Jiang Xuan's mouth; these source Qi and baleful Qi exuded the aura of life and death.

Two completely opposite, opposing Qis roamed within Jiang Xuan's abdomen, transforming into strands of black and red Yin-Yang Power, continuously gathering toward Jiang Xuan's eyes.

He wanted to refine his own eyes into a Yin-Yang Mirror; lacking Divine Materials, the source Qi and baleful Qi continuously emitted by this Zi Shan Yin-Yang Fish were the best materials; this natural creation ground was even more in harmony with his Eight Trigrams Furnace principles; refining treasures here would achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Black and red Qi soared into the sky, evolving a Yin-Yang Divine Mirror before Jiang Xuan; a terrifying aura permeated, as if Pangu's Axe separated Yin and Yang, distinguishing dawn from dusk.

Jiang Xuan sat in meditation within the Yin-Yang Eye, unassailable by ten thousand laws; countless sword Qi, source Qi, and baleful Qi rushed in; the Yin-Yang Divine Mirror rotated, absorbing and fusing all these attacks capable of piercing great powers.

The Yin-Yang Mirror sprinkled divine light, mysterious and unfathomable, like the root of creation and destruction; black and red light resembled a star river; Great Dao aura permeated, continuously inhaling and exhaling the power of heaven and earth.

"Heaven and earth as the furnace, creation as the work, Yin and Yang as the fire, refine my eyes."

In a flash, ninety-nine eighty-one days passed; Jiang Xuan was like a creator god, sitting in meditation in the Void; fierce electric light poured out, like the Milky Way falling from the nine heavens; this was the lightning radiance produced by Yin-Yang Power friction against the Void.

Jiang Xuan suddenly opened his eyes; left eye pitch-black like ink, right eye crimson like blood; countless runes jumped within, filled with Great Dao aura. Within his pupils, Yin-Yang Qi surged violently, as if opening heaven and earth; countless star rivers were born and destroyed within his eyes; all things were born anew and destroyed, cycling endlessly.

A pair of eyes even more resplendent; the Yin-Yang Life and Death Mystery operated within his pupils; a casual glance could easily capture the various Dao Traces between heaven and earth.

Concealing the heterochromia of his eyes, Jiang Xuan continued forward.

He easily passed through the Yin-Yang Fish, reaching the bottom of Zi Shan; with a casual wave, he split the purple rock; passing through a hazy stretch, Jiang Xuan arrived before a majestic building.

White Jade Gates, Green Jade Steps, desolate and cold, like the Guang Han Tian Que; the palace was empty, without a single word or character.

"God King Jiang Taixu accidentally entered Magic Mountain, summit exploration to the end!"

"Loose Cultivator Li Mu explored Magic Mountain, left this!"

"Yaochi Saintess Yang Yi sought Zhang Lin, left before entering Magic Mountain."

"..."

The purple stone wall bore thirty-seven lines of writing, all left by explorers before entering Zi Shan; this seemed to have become a tradition for entering Zi Shan, or perhaps a curse.

After all, in tens of thousands of years of exploration, not a single person came out.

Passing through the purple cave abode behind the palace, a demonic power seemed to be calling; Jiang Xuan followed the sound, winding his way to a cave abode.

"Can you... save me... one save?" The voice was very weak, barely audible; one couldn't hear it without listening carefully.

"Who are you?" Jiang Xuan's expression didn't change.

"God King... Jiang Tai... Xu." After a long while, the voice continued, as if it would expire at any moment.

"Good, how to save you." The Zhe Tian Jie's original trajectory changed; unknown if Ye Fan would still enter Zi Shan; Jiang Xuan was unwilling to let this Human Race Senior worthy of everyone's admiration end like this.

"You... are what... cultivation level?" After half an hour, a voice came from the cave abode again.

"Count as Dragon Transformation." His physical body had not yet woven Dao and Principle; Jiang Xuan estimated his combat power should be equivalent to Zhe Tian Jie's Dragon Transformation Secret Realm; as for which Dragon Transformation stage, he would know after a fight.

"Alas... just... a little short."

A heavy sigh came, filled with incomparable despair; thousands of years of resilience and hope were finally to be shattered at this moment; a ray of dawn had just lit up only to be extinguished.

"Just... a little short ah!"

A desolate voice came again, like a decrepit old man at death's door with a heart turned to ash; endless despair filled the heart.

"Not necessarily!" Jiang Xuan stood still, his figure motionless, yet he took no action.

He was gathering momentum; one breath, two breaths... ten breaths.

Boom!

Peerless Sword Intent rushed straight into the clouds; the Void shattered; a strand of Sword Qi poured down from the Void, majestic enough to shake heaven and earth; this Sword Qi descended upon the entire cave abode, also containing a crimson killing intent.

This Sword Qi?

Jiang Taixu, trapped in the cave abode, had his eyes brighten slightly, igniting a thread of hope; perhaps... escape was possible?

An incomparably fierce and sharp Sword Qi struck out, truly displaying the peerless Killing Dao; every inch of Yuan Qi Law seemed to have become a Slaughter Sword, reaching a realm where all things become swords.

Legend says the true Immortal Trapping Sword exhausts the energy of the Killing Dao.

That is, every sword swung out appears to be a Sword Qi attack of unparalleled sharpness, a Sword Qi Long River, Sword Intent captivating the mind; but suddenly it would transform into countless Sword Qi; a thought moves, and that Sword Qi would again transform into countless Yuan Qi, countless Law Wills.

All spirit, Yuan Qi, internal force, will, magic, divine power, laws — all become killing swords under the Immortal Trapping Sword; that is the true Pangu's Axe; the Myriad Realms will all perish under the sword.

Jiang Xuan was naturally still an unknown distance from this realm; but even so, the sun and moon lost light, mountains collapsed and earth cracked, the palace exploded.

The jade wall trembled, briefly cracking open a fissure, but in an instant it immediately automatically restored, intact as before; this place had Great Dao Array Patterns, capable of instantly repairing the damaged jade wall.

"..."

"Heavenly Lord... so be it, you step forward, watch my... hand gestures." Jiang Taixu was disheartened, utterly despairing; escape hopeless, time running out; he only wished the Dou Zi Secret of the Nine Secrets would not be lost in his hands.

(Chapter End)