He Qing smiled gently as she explained the turn of events, but Yu Ci only stared at her without any reaction. The female cultivator did not mind either, and her smile grew even milder.
"I really have to thank you. Originally, the devilish corruption of the portion of Yang God I severed was the most difficult step in my calculations. Given my current state, I might not have been able to withstand it. I never expected your mirror to have such extraordinary divine powers, saving me a tremendous amount of effort."
As she spoke, she reached out to touch the near-tangible cyan light. With the divine powers of a True Person cultivator, a mere beckoning gesture was likely enough to make the floating bronze mirror fall into her hands.
Yu Ci still did not react; perhaps only his eyeballs moved a fraction. However, not even a shred of his attention was split toward the Zhaoshen Bronze Mirror, throwing it entirely onto He Qing instead.
He was looking for an opportunity.
No matter the prior plans, matters had reached this stage now, and he had no need to dwell on anything else. He only needed to be single-minded and strive to extricate himself from this desperate situation. Thus, he had concentrated all his energy on searching for an opportunity. At this moment, He Qing's aura was weak, and perhaps she had some blind spots compared to before.
Yu Ci harbored such a thought. Thanks to the previous decomposition and reorganization of his Yin God, although his Yin God had suffered heavy injuries at the moment, his spiritual platform was as clear as a mirror. Yet after looking at the person before him for a long time, his doubts gathered slowly like dark clouds.
What kind of impact would the slicing of