Light and shadow shift and change.
No one knows or can interfere with the matching rules of the Heaven-Responding Mirror.
Thirty-two players, sixteen matches.
Three of these matches were internal battles between top-tier seeds.
These three matches are packed with exciting moments.
However, the other matchups also attracted a lot of attention.
Jiang Boyuan's gaze was fixed on the light screen, and after he clearly saw Zhou Yunhe's opponent, he...
My first thought was, thank goodness it's not at the Heavenly level.
His second reaction was to turn his head, and his gaze met that of Hun Qianxue.
"We ran into each other."
The same thought popped into their minds at the same time.
But the feelings were completely different.
Jiang Boyuan is somewhat happy now. Although Han Xuanji's performance in the first two rounds was amazing, a seed of Earth level is still a seed of Earth level, and there is an insurmountable gap between him and a seed of Heaven level.
This one's in the bag.
He desperately wanted to say something to discourage Hun Qianxue.
But as the words were about to come out, he suddenly noticed Wang Chong's slightly furrowed brows not far away.
The powerful figure from the Great Sheng Sacred Dynasty looked somewhat displeased.
Jiang Boyuan felt a chill run down his spine, and swallowed back the words that were about to come out.
Now is not the time for empty talk.
He snorted coldly, turned his head, and his gaze fell on the light screen.
Just because someone doesn't say it doesn't mean they don't think it.
Han Xuanji, you're unlucky to have run into Yunhe.
"I'm having some bad luck."
Hun Qianxue sighed inwardly.
He didn't say anything, but shifted his gaze to another light screen, sensing that something was wrong.
Zhou Lie either; he encountered a Heavenly-level seed, and things looked grim for him.
In the stands.
"Hiss!"
Wang Ping suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open.
"Brother Han has run into a Heavenly-level seed?"
His voice trembled slightly.
"They played so well in the first two rounds, how come they ran into such a tough opponent in the third round?"
Hun Jiuge tugged at his sleeve and lowered her voice:
"Sit down! This is not a good example."
Wang Ping gritted his teeth and sat down, but the expression on his face was even worse than if he were crying.
Hun Qianling took a deep breath to calm herself down.
She looked at the light screen and said softly:
"Trust him."
Hun Jiuge nodded vigorously:
"Yes, I trust Young Master Han."
Li Tiantong didn't speak, but his gaze was more focused than anyone else's, and his fingers trembled slightly, clearly indicating that his inner state was not as calm as his face suggested.
On the other side of the stands, Ling Xuan beamed with joy.
"Haha! That kid got a Heavenly-level seed, what bad luck for him!"
He couldn't help but laugh out loud, and turned to share his joy with Xie Qingqing, only to see Xie Qingqing looking at another screen with a worried expression.
Ling Xuan followed her gaze, and the smile on his face instantly froze.
Ling Cang's opponent was none other than Xun Ye, a Heavenly-level seed, from the powerful sect " Cause and Effect Dao Palace " in Seven Stars Prefecture.
This person's cultivation level is also at the Eternal Dao Master Perfection, and his forte is the Dao of Cause and Effect.
The Dao of Cause and Effect is mysterious and difficult to guard against.
The two men came from different provinces and had never fought each other. No one knew who was stronger.
Damn it!
Ling Xuan cursed under his breath, his earlier gloating vanishing instantly.
His gaze swept back and forth between the light screens of Ling Cang and Han Xuanji. After a moment of internal struggle, he finally focused his attention on Ling Cang.
No matter what, Han Xuanji is an outsider; Ling Cang is his own elder brother.
Even if he wanted to see Han Xuanji make a fool of himself, he couldn't forget who he was.
Xie Qingqing bit her lip and said softly:
"Brother Ling Cang shouldn't lose."
Ling Xuan nodded vigorously, but he was still a little nervous.
Three infights between top-tier seeds, that's pretty unlucky.
Qin Yong didn't look at Ling Cang, but stared intently at Han Xuanji's light screen.
It wasn't that he didn't care about his friend's fight, but rather that he felt that with Ling Cang's strength, victory was only a matter of time.
Qin Yong had witnessed Ling Cang's actions countless times, and he knew that the man's bottom line was far deeper than anyone imagined.
But Han Xuanji was different.
From the first two rounds of battle, Qin Yong realized that his opponent's strength was unfathomable.
Han Xuanji clearly did not display her full strength.
Where are his limits?
It was this unknown that sparked his strong interest in Han Xuanji.
If Ling Cang is one of the strongest known figures, then Han Xuanji is an unknown variable.
Uncertainty is the most terrifying thing.
On the light screen, light swirled and flowed.
Thirty-two figures were cast into sixteen mirror worlds by the Heaven-Responding Mirror.
The third round begins.
Han Xuanji opened his eyes, stretched his limbs, and scanned his surroundings.
I found myself beside a great river.
The Spiritual Qi in this world is greater than in the previous two rounds.
"This world seems to have a stronger suppression of the Dao Principles."
Han Xuanji was slightly surprised, but didn't think much of it.
He closed his eyes, extended his divine sense, and sensed all the auras within a radius of 100,000 miles.
He quickly sensed the other party.
Not one, but two.
One aura was as sharp as a sword, the other as ethereal as the wind.
Han Xuanji opened her eyes, her eyebrows slightly raised.
Two people?
No, the rule of the Heaven-Responding Mirror is one-on-one; it's impossible for two to fight one.
There's only one explanation.
One aura is the true body, and the other is a clone or afterimage.
He looked in the direction of that aura.
Thousands of miles away, a young man dressed in a moon-white robe stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze piercing through the hazy light of the sky, meeting Han Xuanji's eyes.
He had delicate features and a refined, scholarly appearance.
Beside him appeared a burly figure with the same appearance, but a completely different build and demeanor, like a seasoned general.
"Fancy and over-the-top."
Han Xuanji looked at him and quickly figured out which one was the real body.
After a moment, the refined-looking Zhou Yunhe smiled slightly and spoke:
" Thousand Souls City, Han Xuanji, I've heard of you."
His voice wasn't loud, but it reached Han Xuanji's ears clearly.
"Your strength far surpasses that of a Earth-level seed. I think the people from the Great Dao Society are underestimating you."
First courtesy, then force?
Han Xuanji's heart stirred, but he didn't immediately make a move. Instead, he spoke calmly:
"Thank you for the compliment."
Zhou Yunhe shook his head:
"This isn't a compliment, it's a fact: you're very strong, but..."
He changed the subject, his tone still calm, but with a hint of certainty:
You are no match for me.
Han Xuanji didn't speak, she just looked at him quietly.
He thought to himself, "This guy is even more arrogant than him."
If you've already fought him, you're no match for him.
Han Xuanji had initially considered whether to hold back, but now she realized there was no need.