A beam of energetic brilliance centered on the Bronze Chariot and diffused in all directions, turning the ground into a smooth mirror in the blink of an eye.
Beneath the feet of these extraterrestrial-descended trial-takers, exact reflections of themselves stepped right out of the mirror surface and immediately launched attacks upon them.
The truths of the reflections were on the exact same tier as those trial-takers, and their moves were nearly identical. The most crucial part was that these reflections could not be killed, yet their attacks were capable of inflicting real harm on them.
"Save me—"
"Don't come over!!!"
Under the attacks of reflections possessing equal strength to their own, the rogue cultivators of mediocre abilities fell one after another in rapid succession, without even a shred of opportunity to fight back.
Zhao Yun looked at everything before her, harboring an incomparable envy for the power of spells within her heart. Yet, she also understood clearly that she lacked the bloodline of the Tong Clan and was entirely incapable of utilizing Tong Clan spells.
"Sigh—" With a soft sigh, her beautiful eyes instantly turned cold as she looked at the figure flying toward her from ahead. Zhao Yun glanced at Wang Ming upon the chariot, then immediately took flight to intercept the rapidly approaching Joyful Union Sect senior sister apprentice, Tang Fei.
After Zhao Yun's departure, Wang Ming also shifted his focus to the incoming Xuan Xiao. The mirror spell he had just utilized was not a spell of the Tong Clan; rather, it was a special technique formed by combining and matching the spells of the Tong Clan.
The technique could forge a domain beneath everyone's feet, and within that domain, it could reflect and manifest a shadow possessing strength identical to the enemy. As long as the