Yet perhaps the mirror was already a spent arrow, its oil exhausted and its wick burned dry. Even its self-destruction failed to unleash its full power, and the disciples caught in the blast suffered only superficial scrapes.
Su Jiu landed and looked toward the stone tablet again, only to find that the Mirror Spirit had long since vanished.
Sometimes, being a lucid madman with a heart full of resentment was more painful than being utterly insane.
Hatred gnawed away at its reason and its humanity. Did the Mirror Spirit truly not know? It probably understood better than anyone, but it simply did not want to restrain itself. It wanted to let itself run free. Perhaps it had begun giving up on itself back then.
Or perhaps it had happened even earlier, at the moment it learned that its master had died...
After the changes to the fate stars, divination cultivators losing the ability to perform divination, and the series of events that followed, their standing in the Azure Realm had plummeted. The Heavenly Secret Sect was no exception.
However, because the Heavenly Secret Sect enjoyed the Azure Tide Sect's protection, most people still dared not act openly against it.
Disciples of the Heavenly Secret Sect traveling beyond its gates, however, received no such protection.
The Azure Realm was a place where strength did the talking. Without strength, and having lost their once-proud ability to divine heavenly secrets and read fate stars, they naturally attracted petty villains eager to stomp on them, even when there had never been any grudge between them...
Of course, jealousy was behind most of this. Some people felt that the Heavenly Secret Sect had no real strength, so what right did it have to squeeze into the ranks of the Azure Mist Continent's first-tier sects?