"Is this the Thunderbolt Fist?"
Ye Yun watched the vast thunderlight with an impassive smile.
In his eyes, the Thunderbolt was slow as a snail.
"Imitation Mirror!"
Ye Yun smiled softly.
"Master, I'm here!"
The Imitation Mirror, understanding the command, swayed on his shoulder, then appeared in Ye Yun's palm.
It knew that its master was going to use it to smash someone again.
Whoosh!
Ye Yun tossed the Imitation Mirror out.
"Smashing people, that's my specialty!"
In mid-air, the Imitation Mirror laughed arrogantly, its surface rapidly expanding, becoming incomparably huge, enough to block that vast thunderlight and the terrifying shadows of fist marks.
"What kind of treasure is this?
Why can it speak?
Could it have developed an artifact spirit?"
Lei Renjie, amidst the thunderlight, narrowed his eyes slightly.
This peculiar mirror, though not terrifying in aura, for some reason, gave him an indescribable sense of horror.
Rumble...
