Chapter 1457: Mirror Image Law

Chapter 1457: Chapter 1457: Mirror Image Law

Yang Yan sat on the Stellar Battleship, lost in thought, trying to pass the tedious time.

Meanwhile, he had to maintain a level of vigilance during starry travels, splitting a thread of Divine Sense to cover the surrounding route, to avoid unexpected incidents.

At this moment, Wandering Dragon Star was no longer the spiritually prosperous, paradise-like place it was before.

It was covered by endless black fog, revealing the earth occasionally, all barren and devastated.

Whenever the black fog swept through, it immediately turned into a wasteland.

In the black fog, strange cries occasionally echoed, invoking a sense of dread.

Vaguely, one could see the terrifying and hideous forms of creatures within the black fog.

Some were mere bones, engulfed by a corpse aura, rampaging and destroying everything...

Also, demons with horns exposed their repulsive bodies, wielding curved blades, incessantly slaughtering...

At this moment, Wandering Dragon Star resembled Purgatory, shrouded in bloodshed.

Yang Yan gazed at the situation on Wandering Dragon Star from the flying boat, his furrowed brows seemingly capable of squeezing out water.

Lin An and the others, who knows how they are...

Yang Yan’s heart burned with anxiety, about to steer the flying boat down when suddenly, a bang sounded, as if the flying boat collided with something, causing a loud crash.

Yang Yan’s body slightly swayed, his eyes suddenly flashed sternly, focusing on the targeted area.

Just as he was about to further investigate the situation, a dangerous signal flashed through Yang Yan’s heart.

Without hesitation, he immediately unleashed the Power of Space, allowing himself to leave the flying boat at the fastest speed.

Yang Yan observed the flying boat from outside, his brows forming a Sichuan shape.

At that moment, the flying boat somehow ignited, finally exploding before Yang Yan!

That was Nie Suyuan’s item, someone actually destroyed it directly...

Yang Yan couldn’t help but feel a wave of shock in his heart.

"Didn’t expect you to hide quite fast," a voice rang in Yang Yan’s ears, every syllable seemingly knocking at his divine mind.

Yang Yan’s face grew increasingly grim.

"As my lord predicted, you indeed returned," a withered old man descended from the sky, looking disdainfully at Yang Yan.

Yang Yan watched the person before him with great vigilance.

This individual could effortlessly destroy the flying boat, with formidable power, certainly not to be underestimated.

Yet, the person seemed very ordinary, like a typical old man.

This person had already reached a state of sheer simplicity, Yang Yan immediately heightened his alertness.

He must take the initiative.

Yang Yan had no intention to let the opponent strike first, and with no words, suddenly expanded the Power of Space, trembled slightly, and vanished on the spot, leaving just an illusory afterimage.

The old man looked at Yang Yan with some surprise, coldly said, "Power of Space, interesting."

Then, he raised his hand, a layer of black qi rapidly swirled around his fingertips, and then he swung it out.

Bang!

Yang Yan’s World-Ending Demon Spear suddenly appeared, and collided with his hand.

"Nice weapon! Unfortunately, your attack power is too weak," the mysterious old man smiled with a hint of mockery.

How could there be no effect at all?!

Yang Yan stared at the opponent in amazement. ℴℴ𝘮

Knowing that since the World-Ending Demon Spear was imbued with Immortal Power, it could fully unleash the battle strength of the Demon Soldier.

Even though his current cultivation was low, even a master like Nie Suyuan would avoid its sharp edge.

Yet this old man before him casually blocked it with a fist?!

The old man coughed once, then said slowly, "Kid, watch closely, it’s time for this old man to make a move."

Though his words seemed understated, his actions were deliberate.

"Mad Python Swallowing the Heavens!"

Accompanied by a resounding shout, the surrounding black fog churned.

In the blink of an eye, all the black fog turned into a black giant serpent spewing venom, its form over a hundred yards, astonishingly possessing massive flesh wings, extremely menacing in appearance.

It was enveloped in black lightning, opening its bloody maw towards Yang Yan.

Whoosh!

Black fog spewed from its mouth, Yang Yan unable to evade, was instantly swallowed.

The old man shook his head, showing a remorseful expression: "Alas! A good seedling gone wasted. Otherwise, if implanted with a Demon Seed, the prospects would be limitless... The pity, the pity!"

After speaking, he turned to leave.

However, he suddenly froze, his gaze slowly turning downward.

Unbeknownst to him, his body was pierced by a spear, dazzling golden light yet dripping with an eerie blood.

"Mirror Image Law!"

The old man vehemently spat out four words, his eyes showed a trace of unwillingness, then his form rapidly transformed into a wisp of black fog, disappearing without a trace.

Once the old man vanished, the serpent formed by the black fog roared once again, flapping its massive flesh wings, rushing toward Yang Yan.

Yang Yan grinned, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, not only did he not dodge, he thrust the World-Ending Demon Spear directly at the serpent’s bloody maw.

Roar—

A piercing howl echoed once more, the huge body constantly thrashing, black blood incessantly seeped, then dissipated into strands of black fog.

With the dispersion of these black fog, the immense body also withered away, finally dissolving into void.

Yet Yang Yan’s form gradually faded, reappearing at the place where the flying boat exploded.

Only his face looked slightly pale, obviously suffering significant internal injuries.

Earlier, when he was swallowed by the serpent, black fog immediately infiltrated his body.

Despite having Immortal Power blessing, this black fog dealt immense damage to him at once.

It was during this brief moment that Yang Yan forcibly employed the Mirror Image Law, completing a critical strike.

Though he took great risk, faced with such formidable adversaries, he had little chance of victory aside from relying on the unexpected Mirror Image Law, and the World-Ending Demon Spear.

Hence, despite sustaining considerable harm, he felt it was worth it.

But at the moment, his brows did not relax, rather became even more vigilant.

"A clone, perhaps?"

Yang Yan looked into the distance, murmuring to himself.

Then his form flashed, swiftly heading towards the direction of the Ancient Abyss Sect.

In this sunless, wasteland-like world, there was a place continuously bathed in sunlight.

It was the beacon within this entire darkness, the last bastion for the cultivators of Wandering Dragon Star.

Within this glowing place, the figures of Lin An and Guo Guoguo, along with the Three Dragon Sons, became visible from within.

At this moment, Lin An was gasping heavily, his hair in disarray, most of his beard singed, looking extremely miserable.

His body bore dozens of wounds of varying sizes, bleeding continuously.

Some were even tainted with malicious poison, currently oozing black blood.

He was now in critical condition, his body slightly trembling, still standing only by holding onto a breath with his will.

"Surrender the Star Core of Wandering Dragon Star, and I’ll spare your life. Otherwise, you’ll all be ground to dust, your Divine Soul utterly annihilated!"

A hoarse voice echoed from the black fog like it emerged from deep within the depths of hell.