But when all the ripples subsided, everyone stared at the sky in astonishment. That enormous Divine Mirror was completely unharmed, giving off a faint glow as it floated in midair.
True despair seized them now—a despair born of utter helplessness.
By this point, they had used every method at their disposal, even burning their lives away. They had even detonated the Divine Race Supreme Imperial Star, yet they still had not harmed the Divine Mirror.
How were they supposed to withstand the Divine Mirror now? There was no way left.
The terror of the Divine Mirror had truly surpassed their imagination. With their power, they had no ability to destroy it at all.
Then the Divine Mirror would kill them, while their family, friends, and descendants would continue to endure its crushing divine might. And after this lesson, who knew what the Divine Mirror might do.
For example, once someone's power surpassed a certain level, the Divine Mirror might directly blast them to death. Or if people gathered together, it might slaughter them outright. Their future would only become even more difficult.
Yet they would not live to see any of that, because they were about to die. Even if the Divine Mirror did not kill them, their injuries and the life force they had just burned would be enough to take their lives.
Especially that peerless genius. He had dared to detonate the Divine Race Imperial Star, and his body was beginning to suffer the backlash of endless fortune. He lay on the ground, covered in blood, in a far worse state than everyone else. He might well be the first to die.
Suddenly!
The Divine Mirror floating in midair shot out twenty-five rays of light. Everyone thought these were beams meant to kill them, but they were all