Mirror

The golden crow shielded the two Demon Kings from the attack with its own body, its feathers scattering.

Li Qi clearly saw this scene.

Sure enough, someone blocked the fatal blow for him.

However, in this case, Jinwu would inevitably lose its ability to resist, and the time she could hold out would be greatly shortened.

The mountain god of White Snake Mountain is still trying to attract the attention of Wushen Mountain. Li Qi must maintain the Sacrificial Ritual so that he can attract the attention of the great diviner; otherwise, his efforts are likely to be ignored.

But... how could the Bear Kill King possibly have witnessed all of this?

Seeing that Yang Ning was using himself as a shield and could not break through for the time being, he took another look and found that the Shaman had not yet entered the rank.

In that case, there's no need for an attack.

"Roar!" The Bear Kill King roared, his killing intent surging forth as he pounced on Li Qi!

This was not an attack; even the sound waves were blocked by Yang Ning.

However, the Bear Kill King knew that just a wisp of his killing intent leaked from the past would be enough to terrify this Shaman to death.

Meanwhile, on Li Qi's side...

A murderous intent surged forth.

Li Qi felt as if his soul and body were being gripped tightly by extreme pain!

"Ugh—" he groaned, blood flowing from his seven orifices, his heart almost bursting open!

The blood was almost gushing out; it was practically spurting from my nose!

A low buzzing sound filled his ears, and intense fear and immense pressure converged in his mind!

He could feel cockroaches, lice, and rats growing inside his body, as if they had lived there for a long time, gnawing at his already rotting internal organs!

His soul was pulled out!

The surrounding chill gripped his heart, and everything seemed to be screaming silently. Li Qi felt a shiver run through him, and even his mind seemed to freeze.

The vicious flames scorched Li Qi's soul.

Li Qi could sense that a Great Things was enraged; it was enraged at him!

That immense will was staring at him with terrifying focus.

It's not carelessness.

It was a highly focused and violent rage!

Li Qi trembled all over, almost crushed by the pressure.

At this moment, Li Qi felt that he was being stared at, and that stare was filled with rage.

His angry gaze was filled with Curse and words.

He didn't say a word, but Li Qi already knew everything from that look.

The killing intent of the sixth-rank Demon King covered his heart like the Azure Heaven.

Something seemed to be inside him! Something suffocating! Pain was devouring his spirit, destroying his will.

The maddening pain, like a raging flood, filled Li Qi's entire soul with Curse.

A raging fire ignited within his soul, forcing his consciousness, memories, and even his personality to burn!

However, Li Qi remained standing, maintaining the ceremony.

The main attack had already been blocked by someone who risked their life to save him; it was pure killing intent. Could he not even block that?

Admittedly, a sixth-rank official was like a god to him, but even a god couldn't make him submit, kneel down, and give up simply by killing intent.

Unfortunately, some things cannot be resisted by willpower alone.

A few seconds later, Li Qi spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed.

An endless nightmare, everything has changed, forced to the extreme of madness, like having your head submerged in water, unable to breathe, only to drown!

Submerged in an endless tide of blood, in a deep, dark nightmare, Li Qi sensed something in his mind!

The sounds drifted past my ears, like a cacophony of voices, as if a million ducks were standing up and quacking.

The more one tries to control one's mind, the more helpless and frustrated one feels, as if adrift in the mortal world, floating aimlessly.

Hands and feet, out of control.

His body was forced to kneel on the ground.

His fingers dug into the ground, drawing blood, his nails even flipping over from the force, but all to no avail; Li Qi couldn't possibly resist.

The difference between the first and second ranks is already worlds apart.

Moreover, for Shaman to withstand the killing intent of a sixth-rank demon is simply wishful thinking.

The power projection of the White Snake Mountain has weakened somewhat.

Some mistakes can be tolerated in Sacrificial Ritual, but they cannot be allowed to continue for an extended period. If the Sacrificial Ritual is interrupted again, it will fail and will no longer attract the attention of the high priest.

Li Qi was aware of this as well.

"Come on!" he roared, and actually pulled out a willow branch and whipped himself with it!

His soul was partially extracted, and the intense pain caused his veins to bulge all over his body, making him stand stiffly upright.

The pain was so intense that he couldn't even make a sound; he could only let out a low groan of "ho... ho."

The excruciating pain from the damage to his soul had rendered him incapable of movement.

However, this pain also temporarily suppressed his murderous intent. After all, murderous intent is just an ethereal thing, and it pales in comparison to a genuine act of suicide.

"Rabbit, help me up..." he said through gritted teeth, his words muffled between his teeth.

Shen Shuibi quickly stepped forward and helped him up.

Li Qi straightened up again, but then went limp, barely able to lean on Shen Shuibi to maintain his standing posture and continue the Sacrificial Ritual.

"I can't hold on any longer, so push me up," Li Qi murmured to Shen Shuibi, barely able to stand.

"Hmm!" Shen Shuibi looked at Li Qi with concern, then glanced at Yang Ning, who was struggling against the two Demon King not far away.

Even she herself had lost all her cultivation and her Immaculate Body was damaged.

Don't let all your efforts go to waste...

She looked at the shaking White Snake Mountain, feeling tense.

However, after a dozen seconds, the Golden Crow could not withstand it.

The large, golden-red bird fell from the sky with a mournful cry; if someone were to deliver the final blow, it would truly perish.

But the two Demon King didn't have time to finish off the enemy. What they had to do was destroy the Sacrificial Ritual to avoid attracting the attention of the great diviner!

"Die!" the Curse Demon King shouted, unleashing his full power to strike Li Qi.

Purple magical power surged forth.

Li Qi stood still and continued to maintain the Sacrificial Ritual.

Moving is useless; it's better to face the Demon King and die standing up.

Head held high, he watched as the purple magical power spread across his body.

In an instant, his body turned blue-purple, and even the blood he spat out was blue-purple.

But no major divination has been made yet.

This is bad.

This is it, we're doomed.

Li Qi closed his eyes and awaited death.

However, after closing his eyes for a few seconds, he found that he was still conscious.

That's unlikely, isn't it?

It wasn't an instant kill? And there was no pain?

Li Qi was puzzled and opened his eyes to take a look.

However, they discovered that the valley, the Demon Soldiers and generals, the two Demon Kings, and many other strange phenomena had all disappeared.

In front of him, there was only a 'mirror' left.

The land, stretching for a hundred miles, was as flat as a mirror; walking on it felt like you could slip and fall.

What's going on?