Qin Shaofeng's heart tightened. He knew full well that the power of an ancient divine artifact was not to be underestimated.
The Qiankun Mirror could reflect and amplify an attacker's power. If he handled it carelessly, he might very well fall into danger.
He simply could not understand why the insignificant City Lord Hua Cheng possessed such a treasure.
Although he had already reached the realm of Unity of Heaven and Man, when facing a treasure like this...
He became vigilant and watched City Lord Hua Cheng warily.
The city lord seemed to have long seen through Qin Shaofeng's thoughts. Holding the Qiankun Mirror, he threw back his head and laughed.
"Brat, it serves you right to fall into my hands."
"Now just wait for your death."
His gaze instantly turned cold, his eyes brimming with endless killing intent.
When he learned that this greenhorn had caused his son's death, he had wished he could tear Qin Shaofeng into ten thousand pieces right then and there.
That was why he had hurriedly brought the Qiankun Mirror.
Qin Shaofeng's face darkened, and his tone was less than pleasant. "It seems I underestimated the city lord."
"I never expected you to possess such a treasure."
"Brat, there are plenty more things you never expected."
"Today, this city lord will kill you and avenge my son."
He muttered an incantation, and the mirror instantly bloomed with dazzling light. A powerful beam shot toward Qin Shaofeng.
Qin Shaofeng flashed aside, dodging the attack. At the same time, he condensed a stream of spiritual power in his hand and counterattacked City Lord Hua Cheng.
However, City Lord Hua Cheng swiftly used the Qiankun Mirror to meet it, reflecting Qin Shaofeng's spiritual energy back at twice its strength.
Qin Shaofeng's expression sank as he quickly dodged