The Eight Images of the Netherworld Mirror sent beams of light from the eight wheels of nether suns within the mirror, crisscrossing toward Lu Xiaotian. They pierced straight through Lu Xiaotian's body without the slightest obstruction.
The old man concealed in the darkness stiffened. He naturally knew the first attack would not work, but he had not expected it to be utterly useless.
It seems I'll have to find a way to force out the location of his true body first. As soon as he saw that the attack had failed, he immediately changed tactics.
"Nether Sun Without Ravines, Illumining All the Ages!" While the Nether Heaven Ravine was using its methods against Lu Xiaotian, Palace Master Chuanxue outside was not idle either.
The Nether Heaven Ravine was one entity inside and out. As Heavenly Emperor Mingluo's lair, if the Heavenly Emperor had to personally intervene every moment, what need would there be for powerful experts like them to guard this place?
Palace Master Chuanxue formed hand seals. Immortal armies were arrayed around her atop the various mountains, and a great banner fluttered before each army. Runes flew from the banners as well, drifting toward the Void Sky Sub-Cauldrons within the Nether Heaven Ravine.
A flicker passed through Lu Xiaotian's eyes. Their speed was not slow at all. They had actually realized so quickly that something was wrong with the Void Sky Sub-Cauldrons of the Nether Heaven Ravine. But realizing there was a problem was one thing; being able to solve it was another.
Lu Xiaotian was not considered top-tier in the laws of space. So far, he had only encountered a few people who surpassed him somewhat.
However, Lu Xiaotian now held four Void Sky Sub-Cauldrons in his grasp. With such spatial treasures bolstering him, even if the other