"Excuse me, has a family surnamed Yuan ever lived here?"
Beside a house in the fields, Chuiyunzi stood with Xi Ran, questioning an old woman who had come out the door.
Suddenly, something stirred in his heart. He reached into his robes and took out a mirror.
"Hm?"
He looked down. Light and shadow swirled across its surface like a whirlpool.
At the same time, waves of life energy suddenly rippled from Xi Ran beside him, faintly answering someone inside the farmhouse.
All around them, plants surged into wild growth, and green filled the world!
"Die!"
A blaze of bloodlight, laden with even fiercer killing intent, hurtled toward Chen Cuo like a falling star!
But as Chen Cuo raised his hand, an ancient mirror appeared in it. Its face had turned pitch-black, like the mouth of a cave!
Hum!
Amid a rumble, the black mirror reflected the bloodlight.
The bloodlight in the reflection began to decay!
In answer, the bloodlight hurtling down abruptly shattered. The Black Roc's will within it was laid bare, only to be invaded by a black aura of decay and utterly destroyed!
"The Yin-Yang Mirror!? No!"
Alarm flashed in the Black Roc's eyes. His whole body trembled, and blood streamed from every part of his shrunken form. Flesh and bone contracted further. With a thought, he tried to gather the scattered bloodlight back into himself.
Before it could return, a tremendous suction erupted, drawing the bloodlight from every direction into the Little Gourd!
Chen Cuo then called upon Dream Marsh's clouds and mist to gather and suppress it.
The bloodlight slowly took shape, becoming a Black-Winged Roc that howled and shrieked like a wild beast!
"As I thought. Once this bloodlight was sealed away and stripped of the Roc's will, it became like a pure demon