At the city gate, the [Clearheart Treasure Mirror] hanging dozens of feet overhead seemed to possess a mind of its own.
Sensing a living being approach, its archaic bronze surface instantly rippled like water. A cold, clear beam roughly ten feet across descended, enveloping Chu Bai completely.
"We're done for!" Yan Tieshan closed his eyes in anguish.
He knew better than anyone how terrifying the high-tier resentment Chu Bai had just devoured was.
Under the Clearheart Treasure Mirror's light, the killing intent on Chu Bai would blaze like a torch in the night, inevitably triggering the highest-level red alarm!
The soldiers of the City Guard Army on either side of the gate immediately tightened their grips on their spirit weapons. The moment the alarm sounded, they would activate the Demon-Slaying Grand Formation without hesitation and blast the man before them into dust.
And yet.
One breath passed, then two, then three.
The piercing alarm they had imagined never sounded.
Yan Tieshan opened his eyes in astonishment. Then his pupils contracted sharply, an expression of utter disbelief freezing on his face, as though he had seen a ghost!
Under the Clearheart Treasure Mirror's illumination, Chu Bai still stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm.
The treasure mirror, which normally reacted only to killing intent, not only failed to glow red to indicate contamination, but instead erupted with an unprecedented burst of pure white radiance, so dazzling that no one could look directly at it!
That white radiance was too intense! It was as though a small sun had exploded above the gate, forcing all the nearby soldiers and refugees waiting in line to cover their eyes and howl in pain.
"Crack... crack..."
Amid that extreme brilliance, the surface of the Clearheart Treasure Mirror—which had hung there since Formless