webnovelfull Chapter 778: Mirror Fantasy World
Chapter 778: Mirror Fantasy World
The golden light of the teleportation point receded like the tide, and Chen Yile's feet touched the solid ground.
He opened his eyes, but was shocked by the scene before him and took a step back. There was no sky or earth here, only countless bronze mirrors floating in the void.
The mirrors reflected distorted light and shadows, as if each mirror was peering into their souls.
"We were teleported to the Mirror World?"
Yan Zhen's voice was rarely solemn. He raised his hand and touched the nearest bronze mirror. Ripples suddenly appeared on the mirror, and what was reflected was not his face, but a blood-red eye.
"Back off!"
Yan Zhen suddenly grabbed Chen Yile, and the mirror suddenly cracked. A ball of dark mist gushed out and condensed into a huge palm in mid-air, grabbing towards them.
The two men dodged in a panic, and their palms slapped the air, shattering several bronze mirrors.
Fragments flew everywhere, and new eyes emerged in each piece of broken mirror. The dense gazes pierced the two of them like needles.
"The illusionary world in the mirror is the Yin Sword Memory Corridor." Yan Zhen quickly explained while dodging the ghostly hand reaching out from the mirror, "Every mirror here records the cause and effect fragments of the souls of the underworld, but if swallowed by the illusion, the soul will be trapped in the mirror forever!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Yile immediately activated his spiritual power and ignited a ball of red flame in his palm.
In the light of the fire, the surrounding mirrors retreated and the eyes in the mirrors closed.
"Your spiritual fire can actually suppress illusions!" Yan Zhen's eyes lit up, "Quickly use your spiritual power to maintain the flame, we have to find the core mirror!"
The two of them struggled to move through the mirror array. The flame in Chen Yile's hand flickered, as if fighting against some invisible force.
Suddenly, a bronze mirror with a silver rim appeared in front of the road, and the figure reflected in the mirror was Lin Qingyao.
She was dressed in plain clothes, her eyes were filled with sorrow, and she lightly touched the mirror with her fingertips: "Yile, I'm in so much pain, save me..."
Chen Yile's whole body trembled, and the flames almost went out.
"That's an illusion!"
Yan Zhen shouted fiercely and swung his sword at the bronze mirror. The mirror shattered, and Lin Qingyao's figure turned into green smoke and dissipated.
But Chen Yile still felt like a huge rock was pressing on his chest - the illusion was too real, even the cinnabar mole on Lin Qingyao's wrist was exactly the same.
"Be careful, the illusions here will dig out the deepest obsessions in your heart." Yan Zhen said in a deep voice, "Guard your mind and don't be deceived."
Before he finished speaking, a soft silver light suddenly appeared in front of him.
A huge bronze mirror was suspended in the center of the void. The frame was engraved with ancient runes, but the mirror surface was a chaos, as if hiding an endless starry sky.
"That's the core mirror!"
Yan Zhen stepped forward quickly, tapping the runes on the mirror frame with his fingertips. The runes lit up one by one, and the chaos in the mirror gradually dissipated, revealing the shadowy image of a towering palace.
A pitch-black bead was suspended in the center of the palace, with yin and yang energies flowing on its surface.
"The core of the mirror illusion is hidden here!" Chen Yile exclaimed.
Suddenly, the entire mirror array shook violently, and countless mirrors emitted shrill screams.
Dense black vines emerged from the mirror, and countless eyes opened on the vines, entwining themselves madly towards the two of them.
"Someone is stopping us from reaching the core!"
Yan Zhen swung his sword to cut the vines, but the vines regenerated extremely quickly and surrounded them in a blink of an eye.
Chen Yile pushed the flames to the extreme, and the red flames turned into a fire dragon that circled around his body, and the vines were charred and cracked in the flames.
He took the opportunity to rush towards the core mirror and reached out to grab the black bead in the mirror.
Just as the fingertips touched the mirror, a black shadow fell from the sky.
A magic pterosaur tore through the void and rushed over with a huge black fog!
"you again!"
Chen Yile gritted his teeth and turned around, and the sharp claws of the fire dragon and the magic pterosaur collided with a loud bang.
The air wave blew away the surrounding bronze mirrors, and Yan Zhen took the opportunity to stab his sword into the center of the core mirror.
"Crack." A crack appeared on the mirror, and a black bead slowly rose from the crack.
The devil pterosaur roared angrily, turned around and pounced on the bead, but was forced back by Yan Zhen's sword.
"Catch it quickly! Only you can unleash its power!" Yan Zhen shouted.
Chen Yile leaped up and grabbed the bead in his palm at the moment when the pterosaur's sharp teeth were about to bite it.
In an instant, the yin and yang energies surged into his body like a torrent, his pupils turned one gold and one silver, and the aura around him surged.
The devil pterosaur roared unwillingly, and its body gradually disintegrated under the impact of the yin and yang forces.
The mirror array began to collapse, and the void shattered into pieces. Yan Zhen grabbed Chen Yile's wrist and said, "Let's go! This place is going to collapse!"
At the last moment, the two were sucked into the light of the real mirror and fell into an unfamiliar wilderness.
Chen Yile opened his palm, the bead had disappeared, replaced by a mark of gold and silver intertwined on his palm.
He looked up into the distance. On the horizon, a bloody city was looming. Countless bones were piled up under the city walls, and shrill cries were heard in the wind.
"That's the City of the Dead." Yan Zhen's face suddenly changed. "The Core Mirror has led us to such a dangerous place. I'm afraid few people in the underworld dare to set foot on the road ahead."
Chen Yile clenched his fists, the marks on his palms burning slightly. He looked toward the blood-red city and whispered, "Brother Yan, let's go. Even if the road ahead is difficult, I'm not afraid."
Seeing Chen Yile's firm attitude, Yan Zhen nodded and walked forward with Chen Yile.
The air was filled with a thick gloomy aura, and faint cries were floating in the air, as if countless wronged souls were telling their tragic experiences.
On the distant horizon, the blood-red city became clearer and clearer, the city walls towered into the clouds, and countless wronged souls could be vaguely seen wandering at the city gate.
The two had just taken a few steps when they felt a strong murderous intent descending from the sky.
The sky suddenly darkened, thick clouds rolled in the sky, and lightning streaked through the clouds.
Accompanied by sharp cries, several pterosaurs swooped down, their black scales flashing in the mist, and their red eyes emitting bloodthirsty light.
Chen Yile gathered spiritual power in his palms, and golden lines appeared on his skin.
He shouted, and the fireball in his palm turned into a three-meter-long fire dragon, which rushed forward and bit the neck of a magic pterosaur.
With an explosion, the pterosaur turned into a rain of blood.
"There's more in the southeast!"
Yan Zhen shouted and drew out his sword. The sword hummed softly and released seven sword energies, killing three pterosaurs that wanted to launch a sneak attack on the cliff.
He turned around and swung his sword, cutting off the claws of the approaching pterosaur. The sharp claws brushed past Chen Yile's ear and embedded themselves into the stone wall.
However, the cries of the magic pterosaurs became more and more frequent, and a second wave of magic pterosaurs appeared, and there seemed to be more than a dozen of them.
They no longer charged blindly, but instead dived down in three groups. Rancid venom poured down like a torrential rain, and Chen Yile's fire dragon gradually lost its strength in the venom.
"We won't last more than half a minute at this rate!"
Yan Zhen wiped the blood from his forehead. His clothes had been torn into more than a dozen holes.
Chen Yile bit his tongue and forced out his blood. The fire dragon's body instantly grew larger, and the pterosaurs that were burned into fireballs fell one after another.