"What are you waiting for?"
In that single moment of distraction, Meng Fengzuo's hair stood on end.
A nightmare-like whisper sounded behind him, sending chills through his entire body!
Before that, the armored Giant charging through the air had already thrust forward with a ruthless move...
A sharp sound like shattering glass sounded.
As the Iron Hand wreathed in flowing Blood Flame pierced out, the defense once known under Wei Wancheng as an impenetrable iron wall abruptly flickered, emitting a piercing buzz. Like glass beneath a hammer, cracks spread across it.
In the blink of an eye, the blood claw tore through it like rotten wood, driving inward and nearly piercing Meng Fengzuo's body.
Meng Fengzuo's body suddenly exploded, spraying countless mirror fragments that flickered violently before reorganizing on the other side.
His false face and projection flickered, nearly unable to stabilize.
His shock was beyond words.
Within the body pieced together from countless mirror surfaces, at the place where his heart should have been, the ever-shifting construct spinning like a revolving lantern was the true form of the Realm of Encirclement—the [Myriad-Light Egret-Turning Lamp]!
Yet now, in the lamp-shadow of Wei Wancheng within the central projection slot of the Myriad-Light Egret-Turning Lamp, a crack had emerged!
As an inheritor of the Myriad Light Lineage among the Superior Virtue of Mirrors, he had always been said to possess myriad lights and myriad transformations, capable of recording and reflecting all things between heaven and earth. So long as they had been inscribed through a Secret Rite, anyone who had ever obtained Spiritual Substance for Meng Fengzuo could be recorded in the Myriad-Light Egret-Turning Lamp.
He could transform at any time and wield strength and effects no different from those of the original owner!
It could be said that Meng Fengzuo alone