"That's a good way to break through an illusion." Hidden in the void, Lu Xiaotian watched the vine lash twist like a snake. One tree had formed an entire forest, and with its massive trunk and deep roots, Purpleleaf Zhenwu didn't need any fancy moves against an attack of this caliber. It only had to swing its vines to smash the conjured blood-red hands one after another.
Lu Xiaotian had been the first to break through to the Body Integration Realm as a body cultivator. His blood-tempering force was far more substantial and refined than Purpleleaf Zhenwu's demonic power. But with earth spiritual energy so abundant in this void, Purpleleaf Zhenwu could draw on far more energy from heaven and earth. The two advantages balanced out, and it had yet to fall behind in the short term.
A faint yellow glow radiated from Lu Xiaotian's body as he stepped through the air, holding a mirror condensed from earth. At the same time, several identical versions of him appeared suspended in the air from different directions, each holding a precious mirror of a different color: gold, green, blue, red, and more.
Every mirror shimmered with an illusion-like radiance that seemed almost real.
Each mirror flashed through the void, firing a beam of light toward Purpleleaf Zhenwu. Together, the beams came in five colors—gold, green, and the rest.
None of the beams seemed particularly powerful. Purpleleaf Zhenwu was even a little puzzled. This didn't seem like Lu Xiaotian's style. Had Lu Xiaotian suffered heavy losses during this time, or was he unable to use his other treasures? Especially that Fangtian Halberd: combined with the cultivation art Lu Xiaotian practiced, it was peerless in might and unmatched in sharpness.
Purpleleaf Zhenwu had guessed part of it right. Lu Xiaotian did have some divine