"Ahhhhh!"
A shrill, agonized scream echoed through the villa, loud enough to knock someone unconscious.
The four figures, still not fully formed, were blasted apart by a single palm strike from Tang Luo.
They fell as a mass of fragments.
The fragments looked like flesh and blood, yet were as sharp as shards of glass.
They left numerous scratches on the floor.
Tang Luo continued rising, grabbed the mirror, and ripped it down.
The mirror trembled constantly in his hand, "struggling."
Streams of sinister energy burst from it, invading Tang Luo's body.
Tang Luo tightened his grip.
Cracks appeared across the mirror's surface, and the shrill screams grew even more piercing.
Yet they echoed only inside the villa, making the scene all the more eerie.
Dark red blood began to seep from the cracks.
It slid down the mirror and dripped onto the floor, where it gave off wisps of white smoke. A sizzling sound rang out without pause.
In no time, the dark blood had corroded countless tiny holes into the floor.
More and more cracks spread across the mirror.
They changed from a few lines into a web.
There was less dark blood now, as if it was almost "drained dry."
The shrill screams began to fade, too.
"Crack!"
With a sharp snap, Tang Luo's hand closed completely.
The bronze mirror shattered into countless pieces and fell to the floor.
Only then had the Mirror Demon truly died.
Tang Luo flicked his right hand and shook off every trace of dark blood.
"Tougher than I expected... Though they have no vital energy, these ghoul-like things seem to live pretty well off 'blood offerings.'" As merit power emerged and was absorbed by the Merit Jade Lotus, Tang Luo didn't receive much information. Instead, he frowned slightly.
He might have