As a derivative life-form of a god, a Godspawn was almost impossible to injure. Untouched by dust, indestructible through ten thousand calamities.
The essence of a Godspawn was part of a god's Primordial Spirit. Ordinary magical artifacts could not harm one at all; even if powerful abilities managed to injure it, killing it was exceedingly difficult.
But the Zhenmo Mirror was different. It could actually suppress a Godspawn. Even Ye Xiwen could not help but look at it in a new light. He had secretly speculated that the Zhenmo Mirror likely possessed some other unknown origin; otherwise, it could never have such power.
But there was no point thinking about that now. Ye Xiwen immediately calmed his mind.
The Godspawn shrieked, and for the first time, a trace of panic flashed through his eyes. He had no idea who this person was, but he possessed an artifact that happened to counter him perfectly.
Countless terrifying thoughts raced through his mind. Though he was merely a Godspawn, he was a derivative of a god. Though he had never ventured outside, his knowledge was vast and his innate gifts extraordinary. In an instant, he thought of every possible explanation.
Yet no matter which possibility it was, he could not take it lightly.
The whistling sounds behind him grew louder and louder as the Elixir Demon army surged in. Ye Xiwen's expression turned stern. Time was running out; he could not drag this out any longer. With a cold shout, the Zhenmo Mirror in his hand erupted with astonishing light, shaking heaven and earth. Ring after ring of halos spread outward, and as the Godspawn was bathed in them, he felt unbearably uncomfortable all over.
Immediately afterward, streams of divine light swept down.
"Whoosh!"
The Godspawn shrieked and hurriedly fled. How could Ye