Suddenly enveloped in Dark Light, Li Hongjiu's vision went black. Once again, he lost his sight and hearing-and, in fact, his sense of smell.
But under normal circumstances, smell was of no use in the Divine Fire Domain, nor did anyone dare use it. He had already cut off his own sense of smell.
This was not his first time suffering an attack from the Three Corpses Mirror. Last time, he had broken through it with his Thunder Sword.
So the instant his vision went black, he knew what had happened.
When he saw Shi Chun take out the bronze mirror earlier, he had already prepared himself. That was also why he had taken the initiative to charge forward so swiftly: to close the distance between them as much as possible. That was his way of countering it.
Shi Chun's real killing move, however, was the Immortal-Strangling Sash. The Three Corpses Mirror itself had little offensive power; the Dark Light was merely a means of blinding him.
How could Li Hongjiu not know that? He was no blind man. Not only did he recognize everything Shi Chun had waved around in his hands, he had tasted them all. Even if Shi Chun's Immortal-Strangling Sash had not attacked him a hundred times before, it had certainly attacked him dozens of times.
The real trouble was losing his hearing and sight within the Dark Light. He would have no way of knowing when the Immortal-Strangling Sash reached him.
But resolving that problem was no great difficulty for a cultivator. All they needed to do was extend their magical power to probe their surroundings.
For Li Hongjiu, it was even less of a problem.
Back when he had cultivated and sought enlightenment in the mountains, he had watched the wind rise from the