"These people of the Lei Family, their sense of superiority is really overwhelming..."
Listening to the thunderous discussions of the clan members below, Ye Yun shook his head and smiled. He watched the impending lightning whirlpool devouring the Imitation Mirror, and said calmly, "Unless this formation reaches the Ninth Turn, I imagine certain individuals wouldn't be satisfied."
"Return!"
Ye Yun sent out a divine thought.
"Yes, master!" With a howl, the Imitation Mirror swiftly flew back and settled above Ye Yun's head.
It shrunk rapidly, becoming only three zhang in size. As it rotated, a column of black and white light descended.
Just at that moment.
The lightning whirlpool of the Nine Turn Thunder Pond Formation instantly submerged Ye Yun.
The blue lightning whirlpool washed over the black and white light column and vanished anomalously with a series of muffled sounds.
