Unfortunately, Song Yan could no longer make out the Elder Mirage Dragon's praise at all.
Every sound around him seemed to drift near and far, muddled together, indistinct, as though heard through seawater.
Killing Qu Yi, a fellow Sword Cultivator of a higher realm, had already exhausted all of Song Yan's strength.
Then, as he fled, Xu Ze had caught up with him-a genuine late-stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.
Never mind that his oil had run dry and his lamp was dying; even at his peak, he would have had little chance of winning a head-on clash.
To stay alive, he could only make this dangerous gambit.
Fortunately, he had gambled correctly.
Although Song Yan was not quite sure how Mirage Dragons were related to True Dragons, in any case, as long as he unleashed the Flowers in the Mirror, Moon in the Water Sword Intent, the Elder Mirage Dragon could see him across a thousand miles.
Not only that, the Flowers in the Mirror, Moon in the Water Sword Intent could also connect with the Mirage Dragon's Illusory-Reality Divine Ability.
Since the opportunity was right before him, Song Yan naturally would not pass up the chance to kill his mortal enemy on the spot.
Now, by reversing the Void Realm, he had finally borrowed the Mirage Dragon's power to slay another Nascent Soul cultivator.
Song Yan did not have a shred of strength left.
The sounds beside his ears were muffled, the sky before his eyes slowly spun, and the whole world turned upside down.
A mighty Golden Core True Person could no longer even keep himself aloft.
His body tilted, and he plunged headfirst toward the sea.
Xiao He slipped out of his Daoist robe and took human form, trying to support him, but her own injuries were