"Did the Seven Illusory Dao Mirrors show signs of advancement?" Lu Xiaotian narrowed his eyes. Ever since returning to Splitwind Gorge, he had devoted more effort to cultivating the True Illusion Scripture. After his trip to Thousand Sound Temple, he had become a target for all. Though Yun Cangyue had said the Buddhist sect wouldn't trouble him again, Lu Xiaotian couldn't count on that. Sooner or later, he would have to leave the Chaotic Demon Realm. The Misty Flying Sword and those soul-fused spirit beasts were far too distinctive; it would be easy for others to connect the abilities to him.
Illusions, however, were something Lu Xiaotian rarely used in front of others. They were also unpredictable, and had once been of little consequence. Most of the enemies he faced had been at a higher cultivation level than he was, and the Illusion Mirrors weren't particularly strong in attack, so naturally, he hadn't used them often. But now Lu Xiaotian had advanced to the Body Integration Realm, and his Primordial Spirit had reached a level that even current Body Integration experts could scarcely match. The power of his illusions was now something to look forward to.
"Before, the Seven Illusory Dao Mirrors couldn't be considered a magical treasure when separated. Only after being combined could they form one. I never expected that after nurturing them for all these years, signs of advancement would appear."
Lu Xiaotian's face lit up with delight. A magical treasure's advancement required an immense quantity of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Especially now that all seven Illusion Mirrors were advancing at once—the amount of spiritual energy they needed was extraordinary. Lu Xiaotian swept out a hand, scattering spirit crystals of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth to several different locations. Driven by his magical