"Oh?" Xingtian had not thrown himself into it heart and soul as Yu Ci had, so he did not see certain details as clearly.
Yu Ci understood, but explaining would take too much breath, so he simply laughed it off. Then he sensed something strange atop his head. Reaching up, he touched a metal mirror and removed it. It was naturally the Zhaoshen Bronze Mirror. When Xingtian had drawn upon Tie Lan's power, he had swept this mirror over as well. Now, held in Yu Ci's hand, its green light had yet to fade, and it still retained a trace of warmth.
"Old friend, thank you for this."
Had the Zhaoshen Bronze Mirror not returned to its proper course and greatly increased in spirituality, giving him that crucial warning, Yu Ci might not have seized the chance to fight with his demonized Yang God and use the God Slaying Thorn in that manner. Now, he wanted to see what changes He Qing would undergo, according to his own deductions.
In the time it took to exchange a few words with Xingtian, they had flown another thousand-odd li. Yu Ci noticed that Xingtian had been heading west the entire time. Looking back, dawn was about to break behind them, clouds and rosy vapors spreading outward. Yet ahead remained a stretch of darkness, as though their path led ever onward into an abyss of gloom.
But it would brighten eventually, would it not?
As the thought arose, a humming suddenly rang above his head. A golden ring hung in the air, and the surrounding primordial qi congealed. It was the Heavenly Law Absolute Prison, raised by He Qing.
"It would make more sense if Fang Hui were the one who came!" Xingtian sneered. Still drawing upon Tie Lan's power, he tore apart