The Primordial Golden Dou swelled against the wind, countless beams of golden light pouring from its mouth and instantly locking onto Chijingzi's aura.
Chijingzi's expression changed drastically.
He wanted to dodge, but yellow sand churned around him and muddy waves rolled beneath his feet. The space had long since been sealed by the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation.
Forget teleporting out—even turning around had become exceedingly difficult.
"Bixiao, how dare you!"
Chijingzi roared and immediately activated the Yin Yang Mirror.
The mirror flipped, and a white beam shot straight toward the Primordial Golden Dou. Wherever it passed, the yellow sand exploded apart.
This treasure had accompanied him for years. One side reflected life, the other death, and its power far surpassed that of ordinary Innate Spiritual Treasures.
But just as the white light had traveled a hundred yards, the Yellow River within the formation suddenly surged backward.
The muddy waves crashed down, and the white light immediately dimmed.
The Yin Yang Mirror shook violently, fine gray spots unexpectedly appearing across its surface.
"How is this possible?"
A chill ran through Chijingzi's heart.
Not only had the Yin Yang Mirror failed to repel the Primordial Golden Dou, its spirituality had instead been tainted by the Yellow River's muddy waters.
He hurriedly formed a hand seal, trying to retrieve his treasure.
"Trying to take it back now? Too late!"
Bixiao raised a finger, and the Primordial Golden Dou suddenly spun.
A terrifying suction erupted from its mouth, directly enveloping the Yin Yang Mirror and dragging it over together with Chijingzi's protective immortal light.
Chijingzi's feet sank into the yellow sand, but his body kept being pulled forward.
"Hold steady for this Daoist!"
He slapped his chest, forcibly spat out a mouthful of essence blood, and sprayed it onto the Yin Yang Mirror.
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