A trace of solemnity appeared on Jiang Liu's face as the Godslayer Blade in his hand continued gathering origin energy.
That was because the streaks of black Power of Rule Light were still shining toward him.
Judging from the might of this Power of Rule Light, its power had not weakened by much.
It was not as he had previously thought. After the illusion was broken, the Soaring Sky Mirror should have suffered a severe depletion of origin energy.
Now it seemed that this Soaring Sky Mirror truly had something unique about it.
He faced this underground space, which had seemed bizarre beyond compare ever since he entered it.
Jiang Liu always felt as though everything he did here was being watched by a pair of eyes.
He did not know whether this feeling was merely an illusion.
But that did not stop him from becoming even more cautious.
Although he believed that, having already fallen for an illusion once, he should not fall for another one.
Besides, although he had not suffered any injuries inside the illusion just now,
what troubled Jiang Liu was that he had actually been careless enough to fall into the illusion without realizing it.
Jiang Liu leaped into the air. The Phantom Stomp step burst forth, and an intimidating aura radiated from his body, spreading toward the Soaring Sky Mirror.
Boom! A heaven-shaking crash rang out as that intimidating aura collided head-on with the streak of black Power of Rule Light shooting toward him.
The auras collided, immediately unleashing wave after wave of storms within the passage, each sweeping toward both sides.
Whoosh! Jiang Liu gripped the blade with both hands and unleashed Divine Strike.
The blade light, mixed with Power of Rule Light, pierced straight through the storm and continued hacking toward the