Quite a few bizarre people with mirrors for heads turned to look over, reflecting countless faces of Duan Yun and Ming Xing.
Duan Yun and Ming Xing felt as if they had suddenly seen countless versions of themselves.
The sensation was strange, like when facing a mirror and the self inside it came alive.
There were many such selves, enough to make one involuntarily feel disoriented and afraid.
"Since you have seen your true self, why do you not kneel?"
For a moment, countless "selves" questioned Duan Yun and Ming Xing.
Perhaps because they were outnumbered, the two of them actually felt an urge to kneel, as though they had no choice but to obey these "true selves."
"Duan Yun, you have killed countless people in your life. Those accumulated lives are your karmic debts. They cling to you and become you. If you kill them, you are killing yourself..."
"Yet now, you wish to kill again!"
"Then who is killing whom?"
The people in the mirrors barraged Duan Yun with questions, as though they were ironclad facts.
Duan Yun knitted his brows and said, "Could it be that I killed myself?"
His reflection in the mirror had already raised its hand, signaling for him to carry it out.
Duan Yun looked at his palms. Rather than striking down at once, he suddenly raised his head and said, "You mean this young hero is wrong?"
"This young hero has never done anything wrong in his life!"
"Even if I was wrong, then the world was wrong. What does that have to do with me?"
At once, a brilliant light surged in his eyes, and his reflection in the mirror actually revealed fear.
Showing weakness before Young Hero Duan meant death!
Duan Yun felt the burden upon him drastically lighten, and