17: The Mirror of Souls Travels Ten Thousand Miles, the Divine Mountain Separates Heavenly Secrets!

The Blazing Fire Sect was built upon the Angry Flame Volcano.

The entire mountain gate was a massive, active volcano, spewing scorching sulfurous aura outward all year round.

At this moment, the volcano's roar was even more intense than usual.

On the mountaintop plaza, thousands of Blazing Fire Sect Disciples, dressed in red robes, stood in battle Formations with solemn expressions.

All the Elders were gathered here.

In front of them stood a giant obsidian mirror, ten zhang high.

The mirror surface was smooth but did not reflect light; instead, it was like a pool of stagnant water, swallowing all the light around it.

This was one of the Blazing Fire Sect's treasures, the Myriad-Mile Soul-Chasing Mirror.

Lie Shan, wearing a red-gold dragon-patterned robe, stood before the mirror. His face was as dark as water, and the rage burning in his eyes was enough to ignite the air.

"Sect Master, activating this mirror requires consuming the Earth Fire Essence of a Medium Grade Spiritual Vein."

A Grand Elder stood behind him, his tone carrying a hint of hesitation.

"Is the price too high just to find a murderer?"

Lie Shan did not turn back; his voice was as cold as ten-thousand-year black ice.

"An Elder of my Blazing Fire Sect died outside in such an unclear manner. If this gets out, where will my sect's face remain?"

He turned abruptly, his gaze sweeping over all the Elders like a blade.

"Today, not only will I find the murderer, but I will also let the entire Eastern Wasteland know what happens to those who touch the people of my Blazing Fire Sect!"

No one dared to advise him further.

Lie Shan stepped forward and forced out a mouthful of his heart's essence blood.

That drop of blood was as crimson as fire, radiating the terrifying pressure of a Void Refining Cultivator.

"Pfft!"

He sprayed the essence blood onto the obsidian mirror surface.

Hum—

The dead-silent mirror surface seemed like cold water into which boiling oil had been dripped, instantly boiling over.

Blood-colored patterns spread wildly across the mirror, and the entire mirror emitted a teeth-aching hum.

"Rise!"

Lie Shan formed hand seals, and together with dozens of Elders, poured massive amounts of Qi into the mirror.

The mirror's brilliance flowed, and blurry images began to flash.

The image finally settled on a churning river surface.

They saw the burning tall ship, the sword light that soared into the sky.

They also saw that solitary figure standing with a sword, who had killed the Third Elder.

Lie Shan's pupils contracted sharply. He stared fixedly at the young face of Ye Chenfeng in the mirror.

"Good! A truly good youthful Nascent Soul!"

He laughed out of extreme anger, the killing intent in his voice raising the temperature around them by several degrees.

"Where the mirror light reaches, lock onto his Soul!"

He activated the technique again.

The image in the mirror began to move rapidly, as if an invisible eye were chasing after the residual aura of Ye Chenfeng, crossing thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

The image crossed plains and passed over cities.

The hearts of everyone in the Blazing Fire Sect were in their throats.

Myriad Dao Divine Mountain, Hall of Inheriting Skills.

The light of the giant dao conveying jade wall dimmed.

Three figures were sent out by a gentle force, stumbling onto the jade floor.

Ye Chenfeng stabilized his figure first. He stood quietly, his aura completely restrained.

Su Linger followed closely; her face was still a bit pale, but those ice-blue eyes were shockingly bright.

Wang Duojin sat on the ground with a thud, gasping for air, his whole body soaked in cold sweat as if he had just been fished out of water.

"Alive... survived..."

He muttered to himself, but his face wore a kind of wild joy of surviving a disaster.

"Senior Brother, you... you actually defeated yourself!" He looked up at Ye Chenfeng, his eyes full of admiration.

Ye Chenfeng did not speak, only nodded slightly.

Su Linger also looked at Ye Chenfeng and said softly, "Senior Brother's sword has become even purer."

"You two aren't bad either." Ye Chenfeng spoke, his voice calm.

Hearing this, Wang Duojin immediately jumped up from the ground, patting his chest.

"That's right! Revered Master is right, calculate! There is no Formation that cannot be calculated! Give me enough time, and I will calculate even an Immortal Formation to pieces!"

Just as he was speaking excitedly, Chu Xuanjin's voice came faintly from the front.

"Is that so?"

The three of them felt a chill in their hearts and immediately restrained their expressions, bowing in salute.

"Disciple greets Revered Master."

Chu Xuanjin's gaze swept over them.

"Divine Soul is floating, Qi is insufficient, Realm is unstable."

He shook his head.

"The test within the jade wall, you have only just entered the door."

Hearing this, the three of them felt somewhat ashamed.

They had thought their progress was rapid, but in their Revered Master's eyes, it was still not worth mentioning.

Just then, Chu Xuanjin's movements paused slightly.

He raised his head, his gaze seeming to pierce through the dome of the Hall of Inheriting Skills, looking toward the endless Void Realm outside the Divine Mountain.

"There is a fly outside trying to peep."

His tone was as if he were speaking of a trivial matter.

"A fly?" Wang Duojin was stunned, subconsciously looking around.

"Revered Master, where is the fly?"

Ye Chenfeng and Su Linger also looked confused.

Blazing Fire Sect.

The image on the Myriad-Mile Soul-Chasing Mirror had locked onto a rolling, desolate mountain range.

The aura belonging to Ye Chenfeng finally disappeared here.

"Found him!"

Lie Shan let out a roar, terrifying brilliance erupting from his eyes.

"He is in this mountain range!"

"Mirror light, penetrate! Drag him out for me!"

He poured the Qi in his body into the mirror without reservation.

On the obsidian mirror surface, the blood light flourished.

The image in the mirror began to zoom in frantically, attempting to pierce through the mist of that mountain range and peek at the secrets within.

However, no matter how hard the mirror light tried, the mountain range remained shrouded in a layer of gray mist.

That mist seemed to be the strongest barrier in the world, swallowing all attempts at peeping.

"What is going on!"

An Elder exclaimed.

"The power of the Soul-Chasing Mirror cannot penetrate this mountain range!"

Lie Shan's expression also became serious; he felt that something was wrong.

"Increase the Qi! I don't believe that a mere barren mountain can block my Blazing Fire Sect's treasure!"

He shouted sternly.

All the Elders once again activated their Qi, and the humming sound emitted by the Soul-Chasing Mirror became even sharper and more piercing.

Inside the Myriad Dao Divine Mountain, Hall of Inheriting Skills.

Chu Xuanjin was still looking up at the dome.

He extended a finger and flicked it lightly toward the void.

The movement was casual, just like flicking a speck of dust off his sleeve.

There was no sound, no brilliance.

Blazing Fire Sect, mountaintop plaza.

The Myriad-Mile Soul-Chasing Mirror, which was operating crazily with blood light soaring into the sky, suddenly had its sharp humming sound stop abruptly at this moment.

Time seemed to freeze.

Crack—

A sound of shattering, extremely faint but clearly heard by everyone, came from the mirror.

A spiderweb-like crack appeared out of thin air in the center of the obsidian mirror.

"Not good!"

Lie Shan's expression changed drastically, and a feeling of extreme danger surged from the bottom of his heart.

"Stop quickly!"

However, it was too late.

The moment the crack appeared, it spread wildly to the entire mirror at an unstoppable speed.

Bang!!!

A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering loud noise.

The Myriad-Mile Soul-Chasing Mirror, which had been passed down for thousands of years and was refined with countless Heaven And Earth Treasures, exploded right before the eyes of everyone in the Blazing Fire Sect!

It turned into billions of black fragments, mixed with a destructive energy storm, sweeping wildly in all directions!

"Pfft—!"

Lie Shan, who bore the brunt, was hit as if by a heavy hammer. He spat out a mouthful of blood, flying backward and slamming heavily onto the plaza a hundred zhang away.

The other dozens of Elders were not spared either.

Each of them spat blood, their auras withered, and those with weaker cultivation even passed out on the spot.

The entire mountaintop plaza was a mess, with wails echoing everywhere.

Lie Shan struggled to climb up from the ground. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking at the fragments all over the ground in disbelief.

"Shattered... the Soul-Chasing Mirror... actually shattered..."

He muttered to himself, his eyes no longer filled with anger, but replaced by an unprecedented fear.

Backlash!

This was the most terrifying heavenly secret backlash!

The other party not only blocked the peeping but could even shatter the Soul-Chasing Mirror and severely injure all of them from ten thousand miles away, following the line of Karma!

What kind of terrifying means was this!

What exactly was hidden in that barren mountain?!

"Void Refining... no... definitely not just Void Refining!"

Lie Shan's whole body was cold, and a thought that made his Soul tremble emerged in his mind.

"Inside there... lives a true old monster!"

Myriad Dao Divine Mountain, still quiet and peaceful.

Inside the Hall of Inheriting Skills, Wang Duojin was still stretching his neck, asking curiously.

"Revered Master, the fly you mentioned, has it been dealt with?"

Chu Xuanjin retracted his gaze, falling back onto him, his expression indifferent.

"Hmm."

"A fly that didn't know whether it was living or dying smashed into the window."

He waved his hand.

"These trivial matters, no need to care."