The entire world was illuminated by this light, as if it were daylight, yet in the face of the boundless darkness, this light appeared so small, so fragile.
"Good!"
The voice of the Black Mountain Old Demon echoed once more, as though it came from the Nine Netherworld Hell, carrying with it an endless chill.
The dark aura suddenly intensified several times, suppressing the light of the copper mirror instantly. The light of the copper mirror flickered incessantly in the darkness, teetering as if it were a dying candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
However, at this moment, Xu Qing revealed a slight smile of satisfaction.
"Elder Ji!"
He shouted lowly, his voice carrying a hint of expectation and resolve.
A gigantic net emitting lightning appeared out of thin air, enveloping both the bronze mirror and the dark aura together.
