The Star-Fixing Mirror shimmered with light.
Black Luo's body abruptly froze.
It was not only his body that had stiffened—his aura was also continuously declining, growing weaker and weaker.
"How could this be?" Black Luo's face was filled with shock, yet he could only watch helplessly as three surging streams of sword qi swept toward him.
Even though it was only a single-sided mirror, it still possessed the power of a ninety-nine Dao Artifact.
Although Lin Lei could not fully unleash the mirror's power, it was not something a mere Black Luo could withstand.
And the Star-Fixing Mirror could not only immobilize one's body—it could also weaken one's strength!
The sword light exploded with a roar!
Terrifying power surged outward. Black Luo sprayed blood wildly once more, his expression turning even uglier!
Meanwhile, Chen Fan's three incarnations had already seized the gap after the sword light fell and charged forward again!
"Chen Fan, don't push me too far!" Blood gushed from Black Luo's mouth, his face twisted with ferocity.
"I am pushing you. So what?" All three of Chen Fan's incarnations wore cold smiles. Then, each gripping a weapon, they slashed forward once more!
Black Luo's expression darkened, but with a flick of his hand, he produced an item resembling a talisman.
He raised the talisman high, and billowing black smoke immediately rose from it. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into countless Heavenly Demons, each shrieking as they rushed toward Chen Fan's surging sword light.
One Heavenly Demon after another was shredded to pieces by the sword qi, yet even more poured furiously from the talisman. Like a roaring tsunami, they blotted out the sky and covered the earth, shattering Chen Fan's three torrents of sword qi in an instant before swarming toward the three Chen Fans!