The Might of the Yin-Yang Mirror, Born from Facing Death

Chijingzi stood in the void, staring directly at the Manshan Clan below, and shouted loudly.

At this moment, Manshan Clan was sitting quietly on the altar, meditating and regulating his breathing. In the battle just now, he had withstood the attack of Taiyi Zhenren's magic weapon and suffered some injuries.

After all, they are still made of flesh and blood; they will feel pain if they are hit.

Upon hearing Chijingzi's provocation, Manshan Clan stood up abruptly, pointed his thick finger at the other man, and shouted:

"Who goes there? State your name."

Chijingzi frowned slightly and coldly said, "I am Chijingzi, the senior brother of Taiyi Zhenren!"

"Oh... the red-skinned dummy..."

"Come on, bring it on! Your grandpa just warmed up and's got all the energy in him. I'm going to tear you apart like that mannequin."

"He tore it in half vertically, and you just tore it horizontally!"

Manshan Clan a man of few words and a rough man who spoke crudely; he had already arranged for Chijingzi's fate.

Just tear it!

"You wicked creature! I will tear you to pieces to avenge my junior brother!" Chijingzi roared in fury, raising his hand to grab a mirror that appeared in his palm.

This mirror has two sides, yin and yang. The yin side is white and the yang side is red. Red represents life and white represents death. It can kill or bring back to life the person it reflects. It is an attack magic weapon of the primordial spirit type.

It was bestowed by the Yuanshi Tianzun Venerable.

Chijingzi was very cautious. Having learned from Taiyi Zhenren's mistake, he dared not show off again.

They immediately prepared to use their magical artifacts.

Moreover, he had already reached the late stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal, ranking Second Brother the Twelve Golden Immortals, making him significantly stronger than Taiyi Zhenren.

This was his reliance, which was why he dared to go into battle to avenge Taiyi Zhenren and, incidentally, show off the unparalleled prowess of Sage's disciple.

Even if the Laozi came today, he couldn't stop them from showing off.

Shame inspires courage.

The arrow is on the bowstring, and it must be released!

"Heh heh, you're smarter than that dummy. Knowing you're no match for me, you used your magic weapon right away."

"Unfortunately, I only have these two fists and no suitable magic weapon. But it's not a big problem. Just consider it giving face to the Sage's disciple and let you have a magic weapon."

Manshan Clan grinned, his face full of mockery and contempt. His seemingly simple yet slightly sleazy appearance made one want to slap him.

His face was slapped crookedly.

"Foolish! As a cultivator, magical treasures are naturally part of one's strength. How dare you say you're giving them to me?"

Chijingzi solemnly defended himself, then raised the Yin-Yang Mirror in his hand and shouted:

"Please! This humble Daoist priest will convince you completely!"

Manshan Clan's smile vanished as he cracked his knuckles, preparing for a fight.

Just then, Cangwu, Ligan, and other powerful figures flew over. "Barbarian, go down and rest for a while. Let me handle this battle."

Cangwu spoke coldly, his black hair gleaming, exuding an imposing aura, like an Ancient God.

He became Great Luo at the same time as the Manshan Clan after consuming the fruit, and their strength was similar.

Everyone saw through the Manshan Clan's bravado and feared something unexpected might happen. Although the injury from earlier wasn't serious, in a battle between experts, sometimes the slightest difference could lead to a huge loss, so there was no room for carelessness.

"No need! I've just warmed up and gotten into the swing of things, how can I go down now?"

Manshan Clan refused without even thinking, saying, "You all stand here and watch how I tear him apart!"

After saying this, without waiting for Cangwu and the others to respond, he took to the air and charged towards Chijingzi in the sky.

The battle between the two sides broke out instantly.

The immortals of the Chan Sect looked pleased, and the long-bearded immortal stroked his beard and nodded slightly with a smile.

Chijingzi was very composed and did not act arrogantly. He immediately unleashed his strongest magic weapon, the Yin- Yin-Yang Mirror.

This put their minds at ease.

Because only in this way can victory be guaranteed.

In a life-or-death battle, there's no such thing as fairness. What are magical weapons for? Of course, they're for fighting the enemy.

Because they are disciples of Sage, they possess abundant magical treasures, while that brute is of humble origin; what good is cultivation if he has none?

Sometimes, one's background is also a part of one's strength.

There's nothing we can do about it.

"That Human Race brute is doomed. Junior Brother Chijingzi's cultivation is only slightly inferior to mine."

"The Yin-Yang Mirror is a treasure personally bestowed by our master. Even the primordial spirit of Daluo Golden Immortal would be affected, and their strength would be lost."

Guangchengzi stroked his beard and said with a chuckle, "The Yin-Yang Mirror can kill almost any being below the Daluo Golden Immortal with just one glance."

Even Daluo Golden Immortal will experience turmoil in their primordial spirit, which can result in a sharp decrease in combat power or even damage to their primordial spirit.

Upon hearing this, the immortals' confidence increased even further. Just hearing it sounded impressive, and they felt they had already won.

All the powerful figures watching this battle focused their attention on the Yin-Yang Mirror, sensing that it was an extremely remarkable magical artifact.

And that Human Race, unarmed, just went and fought.

A brute! A complete brute!

"Boom!"

Above Mount Shouyang, a tremendous surge of energy and killing intent erupted; the shockwaves of battle pierced through the clouds and shattered rocks.

The Manshan Clan charged wildly, their boiling blood reflecting in the sky.

"That's utterly absurd!"

Chijingzi shook the mirror in his hand, and the white side shone down, instantly producing a beam of shimmering white light.

"Go to hell! Shatter!" Manshan Clan roared, his hands like millstones, unleashing fist imprints that shattered the void. Time and space intertwined around him, yin and yang vanished.

"Buzz..."

A white pillar of light, without a trace or shadow, ethereal and uncertain, pierced through all obstacles and enveloped the Manshan Clan, unleashing its power.

A powerful force pierced into the sea of consciousness and erupted within the primordial spirit.

Manshan Clan felt dizzy and swayed, nearly falling down.

A pitying sneer appeared on Chijingzi's lips. Just as he had expected, to stubbornly resist his Yin-Yang Mirror was simply courting death.

"Now!"

With this thought, Chijingzi unleashed a palm strike, unleashing immense magical power that sent the Manshan Clan flying Mount Shouyang.

Immediately, the expressions of the billions of Human Race changed drastically, and Cangwu and the others were about to step forward to investigate.

The next moment, Manshan Clan got up, his body covered in blood, with a deep hole in his chest, and his powerful heart pounding.

"I'm fine, I can fight again!" Manshan Clan stopped Cangwu and the others who were about to step forward.

Then, he charged forward again, undeterred.

"Heh, your physical body is indeed sturdy. I'd like to see how many more times you can withstand this!" Chijingzi was slightly startled, then shook his head and sneered.

Then he lifted the mirror and looked at himself again.

A white light enveloped Manshan Clan, causing him to sway and almost fall.

Chijingzi used the same trick again, unleashing a palm strike, this time using all his strength.

"Your grandfather is invincible!" Manshan Clan roared, and surprisingly reacted, throwing a punch.

"Boom!"

The void fused together, forming a massive vortex black hole, filled with Destruction light—a truly terrifying sight.

Chijingzi was furious, never expecting that the Manshan Clan would actually block this attack.

Just as he was about to make another move, the Void Break open, Manshan Clan burst out from the chaos, like an unparalleled ferocious beast, instantly arriving before him.

"Laozi can make many mistakes, but you can only make one."

Chijingzi's pupils dilated in shock as he watched the giant hand descend.

"Pfft!"

With the Manshan Clan grabbed his body and began to tear him apart.

Blood splattered and flew everywhere.

It transforms into the most dazzling colors in the world, like an Eternal ray of light.