Upon hearing Feng Jun's questioning, the Mirror Spirit was somewhat helpless too—Did I want to come crawling back?
It had actually been keeping an eye on Feng Jun and the others' gains. The Myriad Phenomena Stone Forest aside, at the Nine Myriad Mountains, Feng Jun's group had directly taken down over eighty Nascent Soul soul bodies—including Heavenly Demons. Even it had been drooling over that.
The Mirror Spirit's realm was truly high, but the damned thing was that its origin was still severely lacking. Worse still, its current host was merely an Emergence from Dust Stage artifact—Emergence! From! Dust!
This utterly unreasonable setup had given it a very distorted set of abilities. When it came to destroying Nascent Soul soul bodies, one sweep of its light could wipe out a whole swath of them. But against soul bodies of that level, it could only sweep once or twice... three times at most, before it needed to rest and recover.
It couldn't be helped. Its abilities were strong, but its legs were short, and its endurance was far too poor.
Poor endurance alone would not have been a major issue. The crucial point was... it could only destroy soul bodies; it could not absorb Nebulous Mist.
The Yin-Yang Mirror's innate nature determined its abilities. From the soul bodies it destroyed, it could extract soul power, but as for Nebulous Mist... it could only stand by and drool.
The Yin-Yang Mirror governed Life-and-Death Yin-Yang. It was not that it could not absorb things unrelated to Life-and-Death Yin-Yang, but the cost of doing so was simply too high.
If that had been all, so be it. How proud had the Yin-Yang Mirror been in its prime? Since they had gone their separate ways, each could simply do as they pleased.
What the Mirror