The Heavenly Gate, which represented the "lake" sword intent, was still being constructed.
But the image's expression became extremely terrifying, as if it had encountered something uncontrollable.
The ivory white robe on his body suddenly shattered, revealing his well-proportioned immortal body.
Then, his immortal body suddenly expanded several times, swelling to the extreme.
Cracks spread on his immortal body, and divine blood began to sprinkle.
Jian Wushuang stepped back, frowning as he sensed that something was wrong.
"Could it be that he can't withstand the power of the" lake "sword intent?"
As if to confirm his thoughts, the image began to roar in pain.
The dark red blood light began to drill out of his immortal body and dissipate.
After nearly ten breaths of time, the image shattered and shattered under Jian Wushuang's gaze.
And as the strongest sword of the Unparalleled Sword Dao, it also disappeared with the wind, not even condensing the Heavenly Gate.
"… Damn, he actually stuffed himself to death."
Jian Wushuang pondered, but soon became vigilant again. This mirror world was far more treacherous than he had imagined, and he had to be careful.
Qin Tuo was definitely not dead, and was hiding somewhere here. What he had to do now was to catch him.
After the collision of the "river" sword intent, the mirror world in the eye chakra had completely collapsed, but it was still recovering.
As far as the eye could see, there was only emptiness and dead silence.
Jian Wushuang tried to call the names of Chen Qing, Chun Qiu, and the others, but there was no response.
Stepping on the mirror surface that reflected his shadow, he walked forward slowly.
Everything was dead silent to the extreme, and only the shadow followed him.
After walking a thousand steps, Jian Wushuang stopped and suddenly said, "Have you followed me enough?"
The next moment, he suddenly stomped his foot, and the mirror surface shattered, and a dark red blood light rose.
Qin Tuo's expression was cold, and he soared into the void, staring at Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and after a seven-star system lit up between his brows, he directly raised his hand to call out the immortal technique.
A little bit of mountain river.
The divine mountain suddenly rose from the ground, turning into a cage, and the heavenly river swept out, turning into chains that directly wrapped around Qin Tuo.
Heavenly flames immediately descended, burning everything.
This was the first time Jian Wushuang used the Immortal Technique after coming out of the Boundless Ocean.
He was growing, the Immortal Technique was also growing, long incomparable to before.
Qin Tuo was imprisoned deep in the mountains and bound by the Celestial River. However, he was trapped deep within and was unable to free himself.
Jian Wushuang slowly walked to him, waved his hand to disperse the Heaven Fire, and calmly looked at him.
"Where are they?"
Qin Tuo clenched his teeth. The great terror between life and death had forced him to bow his head.
Seeing that he was still hesitating, Jian Wushuang did not press him any further. Instead, he flicked his finger and forced a strand of pure sword intent into his immortal body.
"Ahhh!!"
Qin Tuo howled in pain. That strand of Sword Intent entered his body and madly shuttled through his meridians. Every time it passed, it would completely mince his meridians, and the pain was something that even a Grand Expansion Immortal would be unable to endure.
Jian Wushuang didn't say anything. Instead, he forced one sword intent after another into his immortal body.
Divine blood spurted out. Qin Tuo could not hold on any longer. "They, they are all here!!"
When he heard that, he raised his eyebrows slightly. Then, he looked at the world formed by the prism mirror and pondered whether Qin Tuo's words were true or false.
After a moment, Jian Wushuang opened his five fingers and released Derivation Force onto the prism mirror ground beneath his feet.
"Boom boom —"
The ground quickly shattered, and strands of dark red blood rushed out from the shattered ground.
"If I tear this place apart and don't see them, you will definitely suffer a fate worse than death," Jian Wushuang said coldly. Then, he completely released his Derivation Force and minced the space!
The extremely violent Derivation Force erupted, and even Qin Tuo trembled.
The entire prism mirror world was on the verge of shattering, but in the next moment, a huge dark red eye chakra appeared in the void.
The bewitching and intimidating aura dissipated as it stared straight at Jian Wushuang.
Disgust arose in his heart. Suddenly, a million sword intents appeared behind him and swept toward the eye chakra.
This time, the eye chakra did not devour or absorb. Instead, it allowed the sword intents to mince it until it finally shattered into dust.
Seeing this, Qin Tuo was shocked and could not believe it.
With the destruction of the eye chakra, the world that was rapidly repairing stopped repairing and entered the final stage of collapse.
Qin Tuo's aura was also rapidly weakening.
The independent world in the eye chakra had completely collapsed, and they had returned to the real Sky Region Plane.
On the ruins of the Shang Jun Sect, Chen Qing, Chun Qiu, and Gu Ting were shocked. "Back, back?"
Then, another bull-like figure fell from the sky and smashed into the ruins.
With two more "plop" sounds, two figures also fell and smashed into the back of the bull-like figure.
"Cui, Cui Jing, and Liu Jia?!" Chen Qing was shocked at first, and then he was ecstatic. "Good, they are all back!"
Chun Qiu hurried forward and pulled them up from the ruins. After checking that they were all sleeping soundly and were not seriously injured, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Where is Brother Jian?" Chen Qing turned his head and hurriedly looked around.
Gu Ting stretched out his hand and pointed to the front. He swallowed hard.
Looking in the direction of his finger, Jian Wushuang stood in the ruins and held Qin Tuo's neck with one hand with a calm face.
Divine blood spilled, and he was almost covered in blood. He was already on the verge of death.
"Let go of my son …"
A weak voice sounded. The Shang Jun Sect's Sect Master, Qin Zun, staggered out from the ruins and rushed toward Jian Wushuang.
But then, his path was blocked. A narrow and long short sword pierced his Immortal Source.
Chun Qiu withdrew the short sword, and Qin Zun fell into the ruins and turned into powder.
Jian Wushuang did not pay attention to the situation on the other side. All his attention was focused on Qin Tuo.
Then, Qin Tuo smiled. "I really did not expect that after becoming a Grand Expansion Immortal, I would still fall in the hands of a Expansion Immortal. How ironic."
After saying this, he directly died, and his immortal body turned into dust.
At this moment, Jian Wushuang was surprised to find that Qin Tuo did not have any Immortal Source!
In other words, his Immortal Source had shrunk to a certain extent and had almost disappeared. It did not seem like the Immortal Source of a Grand Expansion Immortal at all!
Before Jian Wushuang could investigate further, a crystal as transparent as a mirror hovered in the air and slowly rotated after Qin Tuo's Immortal Body was shattered.
Jian Wushuang immediately thought of the Prism Mirror World and the Chakra of the Eye with the Bewitching Power.
"Could it be that there is some connection between them?"
He was puzzled and reached out to take the prism crystal.
Under the sunlight, each of the six faces of the prism crystal reflected Jian Wushuang's face.
He did not know why, but after seeing this prism crystal, the vague sense of familiarity in his heart suddenly became stronger.
However, Jian Wushuang was almost certain that he had never seen this prism crystal before.
"No way, could this prism crystal be the Heaven-Patterned Bone Armor that carries Master's information?"
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