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As soon as he finished speaking, Dongfang Jing's back touched the surface of the full-length mirror that he had placed beforehand.
The mirror did not shatter; instead, it spread out like water, creating ripples that sucked him and the saber-toothed leopard into it.
Hall of a Thousand Mirrors.
Seeing that the saber-toothed leopard had been dragged in, Dongfang Jing immediately used his mind to switch places with his mirror image.
hum~
In a split second, he escaped from the leopard's jaws.
The mirror image can swap positions with the original image at any time and in any place, and can even penetrate terrain.
However, during the period of positional change, Dongfang Jing is not invincible.
The damage you deserve will not be less than what you deserve.
So his arms and shoulders, which originally only had penetrating wounds, now also have lacerations.
The skeletons are already visible.
Quickly tear off a strip of cloth from your clothes and tighten it around the base of your arm to stop the bleeding.
The boy was panting heavily, large drops of sweat dripping down his neck.
Already severely injured, entering the Hall of Ten Thousand Mirrors further depleted his energy, exacerbating his injuries.
His eyelids were drooping wildly.
Dongfang Jing dared not faint; if he fell asleep in the Hall of Ten Thousand Mirrors, he would surely die!
So he could only endure it and test his willpower against that saber-toothed leopard.
At that moment, he looked up to check on the other person's condition.
The saber-toothed leopard was stunned. Its sharp fangs had just been embedded in Dongfang Jing's shoulder, so how could they have suddenly disappeared?
Also, where is this strange place in front of us, where there is no smell and no wind?
roar--?!
It instinctively let out a roar of alarm and anger, but the sound sounded unusually dry in the dead silence of the space. It was reflected back by countless mirrors, turning into a chaotic and blurry echo that buzzed into its own ears, making it even more agitated.
It tries to exert force, but each muscle contraction is extremely difficult.
Gradually, it began to writhe its body frantically, lashing out with its tail and scratching at the surrounding mirror with its claws.
Tsk-!
The claws scraped against the mirror with a harsh sound, but couldn't damage it in the slightest.
Bang! Bang! Heavy impacts rang out repeatedly as the saber-toothed leopard rolled around, letting out painful whimpers.
Fragmented bloodstains have appeared on its body.
The Eastern Mirror was not far away; he felt neither sorrow nor joy.
This Hall of a Thousand Mirrors presents numerous challenges.
But the biggest test is mental strength and perseverance.
If one cannot hold on, one's body will be cut into pieces by tens of thousands of mirror blades.
Soul beasts only develop sentience after living for more than ten thousand years.
The fate of this thousand-year-old saber-toothed leopard that entered this place is easy to imagine.
When the armored saber-toothed leopard was on its last breath...
Dongfang Jing struggled to drag it out.
The armored saber-toothed leopard has no bony plates covering its waist and abdomen, making this its weakest point of protection.
Without the slightest hesitation, it delivered the final blow.
A purple spirit ring slowly rose up.
Chapter 8 Absorbing the Soul Ring
After gazing up at the purple halo for a moment, Dongfang Jing suppressed the surging blood and qi within his body, tried his best to treat the wounds, and attempted to regulate his disordered breathing.
Now, he has no other choice.
Firstly, he was seriously injured and had lost too much blood; it was a miracle that he was still alive.
Secondly, Dongfang Jing was absolutely unwilling to give up this once-in-a-lifetime rare soul ring.
His cultivation in the Hall of Ten Thousand Mirrors these past few days had given him a vague feeling that something was wrong with his body.
Dongfang Jing couldn't explain what this strange phenomenon was; it was as if his body had been cut open with cracks and turned into pieces.
Eventually, these fragments were reassembled.
Split, recombine. And so it goes.
He always had a premonition that his body was far beyond what it used to be.
Dongfang Jing focused his attention again.
To gain power that surpasses others, simply absorbing a hundred-year-old yellow spirit ring in a conventional manner is far from enough.
He must break with convention and push the limits!
Thinking of his younger sister, Dongfang Yao, the young man's resolve grew even stronger!
He sat cross-legged, focused his mind on his martial spirit, and used his soul power to guide the purple soul ring that had been floating for a long time.
The moment the absorption began, the boundless and violent energy of the soul ring surged into Dongfang Jing's body like a burst dam.
The boy's entire body suddenly turned crimson, with every blood vessel and vein bulging out.
It looks like it could explode at any moment.
At first, Dongfang Jing was able to grit her teeth and endure it.
But later on, even maintaining a sitting posture became extremely difficult for him.
He curled up, trying his best to suppress the urge to roar, afraid of attracting other soul beasts.
At this moment, he looked extremely terrifying.
Dark red blood flowed from its seven orifices, its eyes became two blood spheres, its body was covered in cracks, and countless blood streams gushed out.
He had become a 'blood-soaked person'.
Even so, the unwavering flame in Dongfang Jing's eyes never went out.
"I promised Yao'er that I would definitely, absolutely have to go back to see her!"
"I...I absolutely cannot fall here!!!"
Dongfang Jing did not notice.
The energy of the millennium-old soul ring surged into his body.
At this moment, the skin on his body was covered with cracks.
Strangely, the cracks were not random, but rather resembled regular polygonal cracks, like a shattered mirror.
The energy of the millennium-old soul ring flows, compresses, and recombines within these "cracks"...
His body is transforming in a constant cycle of "shattering - rebuilding - shattering - rebuilding".
With each reorganization, the physical body becomes stronger and the soul power becomes more solid.
Night, Winchester, Seven Treasures Inn
Inside the room, Dongfang Yao's heart suddenly tightened without warning.
"elder brother."
She crawled into bed and curled up uneasily.
Outside the window, a shooting star silently streaked across the sky.
The sky was just beginning to lighten, signaling the start of a new day.
The outskirts of the Sunset Forest.
The large splatter of blood on the ground had long since dried.
A brown squirrel with bulging cheeks is munching on an acorn.
They're happily munching on it.
But the boy's sudden acceleration almost caused the squirrel standing on his shoulder to lose its footing and fall.
The boy smiled slightly but said nothing more.
They increased their speed again and sped towards the city.
"Have you heard? Something terrible happened in Lingfeng City last night!"
"I've not only heard about it, the scale of the event is terrifying! It's said that even Chrysanthemum Douluo from the Spirit Hall has personally come!"
"No way, I heard that Elder Ghost did it himself?"
"So, what exactly happened? Is it worth sending a Title Douluo to investigate?"
"Hey, I'm not sure, it seems to be something like... a riot of soul beasts in the Soul Hunting Forest?"
"Nonsense! The soul beasts in the Soul Hunting Forest are only a thousand years old at most. Is it really necessary to get a Title Douluo to take action?"
"Guys, I have some exclusive news. It's said to be a damned, fallen Soul Master."
Upon entering Winchester, the sun hadn't fully risen yet, but the streets were already packed with people discussing the matter.
They had all heard about the changes in Linfeng City, so they got up early to buy newspapers.
"Uncle, a newspaper, please." A youthful yet mature voice rang out.
The person buying the newspaper was a silver-haired boy.
"Alright, one copper soul coin."
After paying, I carefully read the contents of the newspaper.