This treasure was clearly no ordinary item. Although the Thunder Vortex Divine Light was incomparably powerful, this mirror had still managed to hold it at bay.
However, with Ying Zhen still desperately resisting the Chinian Divine Thunder and unable to wield it at full strength, the Azure Light Treasure Mirror ultimately could not withstand the Thunder Vortex Divine Light.
The rune light on the mirror's rim flickered wildly before finally extinguishing completely, and the mirror was sent flying.
But just as the Thunder Vortex Divine Light was about to strike Ying Zhen directly, he opened his eyes with a savage expression.
He had taken out a somewhat yellowed scroll and immediately unfurled it. Painted upon it was a small iron sword mottled with rust, utterly unremarkable in appearance.
"You forced me to do this! Go die!"
As Ying Zhen shouted madly, the iron sword in the painting suddenly shed its rust and transformed into a Spirit Sword radiating dazzling golden light. It flew out with astonishing agility, exuding an unimaginable and terrifying pressure.
It had even surpassed the limits of a spirit treasure, reaching the rank of a Heaven-Piercing Spirit Treasure.
With a sudden flash, it streaked through the air like a startled rainbow and crashed into the Thunder Vortex Divine Light.
The two held against each other for a breath before the Thunder Vortex Divine Light exploded apart. The small golden sword spun once and shot toward Ning Fa.
With the power of this sword, coupled with Ning Fa's state of having been drained dry once more, there seemed to be no doubt that he would be slain.
Not far away, Xiao Han threw back his head and laughed wildly.
Dan Hongzi stroked his long beard, his gaze flickering.
Ning Daozhen, meanwhile, frowned deeply, his eyes filled with complicated