With a sweep of his long sleeve, the bloodwater beneath Redwater Daoist's feet surged like waves, transforming life into death. A thin blood-colored mist rose from the bloodwater, becoming a crimson curtain that shrouded the sky. The life force within it revealed an ever-changing spectacle like the aurora beneath lights of every color, hazy and ethereal.
Yet affected by the pearl in the void, the bloodwater still circulated normally, while the rolling mist kept stuttering and pausing. It could not properly shield Redwater Daoist or interfere with the roc.
Jinling Fairy, who cultivated alongside him, pointed a finger. Golden light condensed into treasure mirrors that stood both inside and outside the formation. Golden radiance burst forth and shot in every direction. The mirrors drifted slowly, leaving behind layer upon layer of mirror images that endlessly reflected the golden light.
Mirrors reflected mirrors, shadows overlapped shadows. There were mirrors within mirrors and shadows within shadows, layer upon layer, like a kaleidoscope, evolving countless reflections.
The blood-colored mist rolled within them, false and real intermingling, instantly concealing Redwater Daoist's figure.
Most importantly, an upside-down, bewildering aura of dreams faintly surged within.
The roc's attack passed directly through Redwater Daoist. With a turn of his wrist, the Daoist gathered the blood mist and condensed it into water, turning life into death.
Just as Redwater Daoist was about to point down, Qing Ling's voice sounded by his ear.
"Don't fight him!"
Recognizing Qing Ling's voice, Redwater Daoist did not hesitate. He immediately withdrew his outstretched arm, changed his footwork and aura, and vanished amid the layers of reflections.
Though Jin Ling Fairy found Chi Shui's actions strange, the group had already cooperated many times in the world constructed from future possibilities. Their coordination was exceptionally seamless. The moment Chi Shui changed his move, Jin