After the water-blue aura spread, it actually began turning into clear spring water, constantly canceling out the incoming golden flames.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."
The clash of water and fire instantly produced vast clouds of mist within the Mirror Maze. Sensing the blurred figure taking the opportunity to turn into mist and try to escape the maze, Tang Mo sneered and continued controlling the golden flames to encircle it.
The mirrors within the maze constantly shifted positions according to the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, forming a trapping formation that tightly confined the mist attempting to leave.
Darting left and right within the Mirror Maze, the mist soon discovered that whichever direction it took, it always ended up back where it started. It had no choice but to stop and condense into human form again.
The clash of water and fire continued, and the soul power belonging to the blurred figure and Xiao Bai kept canceling each other out.
As her soul power was consumed, Xiao Bai's expression showed no obvious change. Clearly, this expenditure remained within an acceptable range for her.
For the blurred figure, however, this expenditure was deadly. It was already a wandering ghost that had lost everything, and every bit of soul power it used was gone for good. Once its soul power ran dry, nothing awaited it but being reduced to dust and ashes.
It had thought it could devour Tang Mo's soul and occupy his body, never imagining that it was merely walking right into a trap.
As time ticked by, the blurred figure scurried and leaped about like an ant on a hot pan. Yet however it struggled, it could not escape its fate of being refined.
The water-blue aura was gradually devoured by the golden flames, and the blurred figure vanished like smoke,