Seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded.
What left them even more stupefied came next.
Right at the side of the water mirror, before the cold light in Yu Ci's eyes could even shine over, Zhao Xiangshan's figure flickered and ruptured silently like a bubble, leaving no trace behind!
A projection? An avatar?
None of it mattered anymore; anyway, for that single instant, everyone's brains were in a complete blank state.
Someone with a quick reaction cursed loudly, "You bastard surnamed Zhao..."
Before the words finished, the dark room exploded with a roar, turning into a blank void together with Yu Ci's image on the water mirror. All related communication arrays were severed, and the structure on one side was thoroughly destroyed, which could be said to have utterly obliterated the evidence.
Looking at the blank spaces on the image-recording artifacts of various families, the cultivators of all factions felt a chill run through their hearts.
Zhao Xiangshan's trick of the Golden Cicada Sheds Its Shell could be considered the pinnacle of mastery. Having communicated back and forth for so long, not a single one of the dozens of people had discovered any clues.
Clearly, Zhao Xiangshan had truly arranged them like chess pieces and left ample margin for the miraculous power of Yu Ci's divine ability. From the very beginning, his idea was that if things went poorly, he would just shake off his sleeves and walk away.
Truly slippery, despicable, and shameless to the extreme!
Yet no matter how fiercely the crowd cursed, what could they do?
They even had to rejoice—rejoice that Zhao Xiangshan had acted decisively, otherwise no one doubted that Yu Ci's next move would be to follow the vine and pluck the melon to wipe them all out in one net.
However, the feeling of