Lan Fang Ziyi smiled. "You aren't a fool, and neither are the souls inside those mirrors. It's simple: they long to be shattered, because they haven't fully fused with the mirrors yet. Only by being shattered can they truly gain their freedom."
"Then why don't they lure cultivators in to gain their freedom, like that mirror did earlier?"
Lan Fang Ziyi felt that perhaps he shouldn't have explained so much to them in the first place. Now he really had become a walking encyclopedia.
"Because of the formation's restrictions. This formation must impose certain restrictions on the mirrors serving as its pillars. The other mirrors can do as they please, but these are different.
"The person who laid the formation also knew how important the pillar mirrors were. So the moment the formation was completed, those mirrors were shackled as well."
"So what do we do now?"
Without a doubt, that was the question the cultivators trapped here truly cared about.
No one answered the person who had raised that question, because the vengeful souls on the previously fairly peaceful fourth level suddenly erupted into a frenzy. The vengeful souls hidden in the black miasma surged toward the cultivators.
As though echoing Lan Fang Ziyi's words, the other mirrors gradually began releasing wave upon wave of negative energy.
Within a dozen breaths, some cultivators could no longer resist and began staggering toward the mirrors, as though drawn by some unseen force.
By now, the spiritual qi in Su Jiu's body had almost fully recovered. At the same time, she drew spirit-cleansing pool water into her meridians, allowing it to blend with her spiritual qi.
At that very instant, both the surrounding black miasma and the vengeful souls became deeply wary of Su Jiu's presence. Some even went straight around her.