Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The spear shadow Zhan Yun had thrust out with all her strength transformed into an Azure Angry Dragon that seemed capable of tearing space apart, striking with precision three inches beneath the Ancient Projection's neck—right upon the crack Jiang Shu had exposed.
The spear tip scraped fiercely against the dark, strange-patterned armor, bursting with a spray of blinding sparks as though metal were clashing against metal.
"Urgh... Roar!"
The Ancient Demon Image in heavy bronze armor, holding a Broken Spear and radiating an Aura of Annihilation, abruptly stiffened. It let out a roar unlike any human sound, like metal scraping against the soul, while its scarlet eyes, like congealed blood jade, flickered violently.
Zhan Yun's spear was like viciously driving a red-hot iron rod into a precision gear assembly. Though it did not leave a tangible wound, it could still bring the entire mechanism crashing down and damage its very foundation.
In an instant, the vast Dao Rhyme that had flowed perfectly and seamlessly through the image's body fell into a momentary chaos and sluggishness.
And that brief instant was exactly what Jiang Shu had been waiting for!
"Now!"
Silver light blazed in Jiang Shu's pupils like twinkling stars.
The three figures before the Ancient Projection—his true body and two Space Mirrors condensed to the utmost limit—moved in an instant like rushing thunder.
The two mirrors were not merely meant to confuse. They also contained all the power of Space Law Jiang Shu could currently command. They traced mysterious paths through the void like two silver shuttles, one to the left and one to the right, carrying invisible sharpness capable of slicing space as they fiercely stabbed toward the image's enormous scarlet demonic eyes.
The attack was razor-sharp and murderously fierce, forcing the image to instinctively raise