Master of Monster Synthesis-Chapter 609 - 323: Come Over Here, Lost Heavenly Eye Master (5000 Words)
Qin Shou transformed into a Demon Sect disciple, strolling leisurely through the valleys where the sect was located.
"Quick, the Sword Saint has escaped, chase him!"
A massive group of Demon Sect disciples shouted as they surged past Qin Shou. The dense flashes of light in the Mirror Space were all Demon Sect disciples disguised as Mirror Planet People without exception.
Suddenly, the last person in the group stopped, turned back sharply to look at Qin Shou, and cursed, "Old Wang, what the hell are you doing? The Sword Saint escaped, and you’re still standing around? Get with us and chase him!"
Qin Shou froze for a moment. The Mirror Planet has surnames too?
"What’s the rush? With the strength of the Sword Saint, we little nobodies would just be throwing away our lives. Besides, a Holy Artifact Master can merge into the Void; we can’t catch up to him." Qin Shou said casually, waving his hand.
The other looked at Qin Shou as if he were an idiot and retorted, "Everyone knows that, but the Demigod Realm masters are tracking him down. If we want to move up the ranks, we’ve got to show our faces and make connections. Anyway, we don’t need to fight, just yell slogans!"
Qin Shou’s face lit up with admiration, "Not bad, not bad, kid — you’ve got some brains. Come on, let’s have a good chat."
"Chat my ass, hurry—"
"Boom—"
With a punch, that person’s entire body immediately filled with countless fine cracks, then, as though etched onto a mirror’s surface, shattered and disappeared without a trace.
Qin Shou smiled as he picked up the Mirror Core, recalling the scene of impersonating the Sword Saint to wipe out the Mirror Planet People earlier, secretly pleased.
Now, it’s time for my performance!
...
South of Ten Thousand Demon Valley, across the desert dunes hundreds of miles away.
Ten or so smooth mirror surfaces flashed briefly, space within hundreds of miles trembled violently, and moments later, ripples appeared in the Void above the desert. The Sword Saint and Lin Ke emerged, their forms disheveled.
"Buzz—"
In an instant, layers upon layers of Mirror Space enveloped the two, trapping them within.
As he scanned the eerie mirror surfaces around them, the Sword Saint’s old face grew even graver.
Lin Ke’s eyes flickered with confusion and uncertainty. "Master, what is this?"
The Sword Saint slowly replied, "I don’t know either. Earlier, these Demon Sect disciples ambushed me without any warning, using the same means to trap me.
But compared to the methods used before, the binding technique we face now is far more formidable."
"Buzz—"
Just as the Sword Saint finished speaking, the smooth mirror surfaces blurred, and dozens of figures slowly emerged. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂
The one leading them was none other than the Demon Sect Master, Mo Yuanxiu!
"Master Mo, what is the meaning of this?" The Sword Saint concealed his unease, calmly asking.
Mo Yuanxiu stared at the Sword Saint, gestured grandly, and immediately, the people behind him began manipulating the Mirror Space. Each split into Mirror Avatars, nearly a hundred of them levitating in the air, emitting terrifying auras. The Sword Saint and Lin Ke’s faces changed color at the sight.
"This... What kind of cultivation technique is this?" the Sword Saint exclaimed in shock.
The Illusion Sect’s technique?
Absolutely not. He could tell that these avatars were solid and genuinely strong Holy Artifact Masters; there was no way they were mere illusions!
When did the Demon Sect develop such a horrifying technique?
Mo Yuanxiu shook his head and said indifferently, "Sword Saint, there’s no need for pretense. Since you’ve uncovered our secrets, one way or another, neither you nor your disciple will leave here alive today."
The Sword Saint sheltered Lin Ke behind him, his aged face solemn.
"Master Mo, I swear upon the Heavenly Weapon Supreme that I will not reveal the Demon Sect’s newly created technique to the world. Would that satisfy you?"
Mo Yuanxiu sneered, "Sword Saint, you old fox, still trying to bluff your way out? Do you think I—"
Before he could finish, an overwhelming Sword Qi surged forth, the sheer force splitting the entire Mirror Space, before condensing into an ancient, unadorned longsword that tore through the spatial fissures like a dragon, charging straight at Mo Yuanxiu.
"You wily old codger, how dare you trick me!"
Mo Yuanxiu’s face darkened. Without him lifting a finger, the hundred Mirror Avatars simultaneously unleashed endless Holy Artifact Radiance. Wave after wave of terrifying spiritual power amplified the Holy Artifact’s might; the devastating light easily engulfed the ancient longsword.
"Clang!!"
At that moment, the Mirror Space trembled violently. Somehow, the Sword Saint had stealthily taken Lin Ke to a corner of the Mirror Space, aiming to shatter it and escape.
Looking at two dazed figures on the opposite end, Mo Yuanxiu laughed heartily. "As expected of the Sword Sect’s Sword Saint — you nearly succeeded."
But now, the Sword Saint’s face was grim, a sinking feeling growing as he observed the seemingly endless layers of smooth mirror surfaces before him.
"Just what is this..."
Seeing her master’s first display of such an expression, Lin Ke grew increasingly uneasy.
"Master, can it be that even you cannot break through these peculiar mirrors?" Her voice trembled.
The Sword Saint shook his head. "This appears to be a domain created by over ten Holy Artifact Masters working together. With my strength alone, it’d be difficult to shatter this quickly."
He raised his sword fingers, releasing several longsword phantoms that shot outwards, spinning around Lin Ke protectively.
"My good disciple, today I can only give it my all. Whether we survive or not, even I am unsure."
The Sword Saint turned to face the rapidly approaching hundred Mirror Avatars, his gaze fierce, brimming with Sword Intent so sharp it seemed to pierce the heavens.
Lin Ke bit her lip and said resolutely, "Master, fight without hesitation! Your disciple will never be a burden!"
To die is to die! What is there to fear!
"Resound!!"
In the next instant, the Sword Saint pointed his sword to the heavens. A torrential river of Sword Qi erupted from spatial fissures, accompanied by the emergence of an unassuming ancient longsword.
"Holy Sword! Descend!"
The Sword Saint roared, and the vast river of Sword Qi surged violently, spinning rapidly around the ancient longsword. As it gathered, a pure white, holy Sword Radiance formed.
"Slash!"
"Resound!!"
Echoing like a divine decree, the holy Sword Radiance expanded hundreds of times over, resembling a heavenly punishment sword as it cleaved downward. The Mirror Space trembled violently under unbearable strain; amidst the deafening buzz, cracks rapidly spread throughout the boundless Mirror Space.
