"belch……"
Cao Kun let out a burp. It was the first time he had eaten so many Yin spirits, and he felt invigorated. He was so excited that he could hardly contain himself.
At the same time, a tremendous power surged within his body, rapidly being refined and absorbed by the evil pill.
Splash...
The moment these spirits vanished, the blood-red wilderness before them shattered like fragments, restoring the normal world.
With no further obstacles in his path, Cao Kun strode into Little Li's collection room and stood before the antique mirror.
Cao Kun's figure was reflected in the mirror.
Before Cao Kun could speak, a line of bloody words suddenly appeared on the mirror: "Master, spare my life!"
Cao Kun was stunned. This mirror had begged for mercy and even directly recognized him as its master?
He hasn't even made a move yet.
What surprised him even more was that the mirror could actually communicate, and in this way at that.
Cao Kun: "So spineless? Aren't you going to put up a fight?"
The blood-red words on the mirror shifted, revealing several lines: "Wise and mighty master, my power is so insignificant before you."
If you resist again, I will be reduced to pieces. Please give me a chance to serve you.
I am willing to give you everything I have.
What a flattering mirror, what nauseating praise!
Cao Kun was stunned for a moment.
He had a feeling that he was seeing a mirror image of Ryan Reynolds.
No, this guy seems to have even less of a bottom line than Ryan Reynolds.
After thinking for a moment, Cao Kun asked, "What are your abilities?"
The words on the mirror changed again: "As you can see, my greatest ability is to create illusions."
To create an illusion for a person from various aspects.
But Master, your power is too great. I cannot give you any other profound influence. I can only present you with images and sounds.
My abilities are ineffective against you.
Cao Kun felt that, strictly speaking, the illusions of the Ghost Mirror were not ineffective against him, but rather that he won purely through his level of skill.
If this mirror were several levels stronger, he would also fall victim to it without even realizing it.
Cao Kun: "What about other abilities?"
The mirror text changed again: "I can also imprison the souls of those I have killed and absorb power from them to make myself stronger."
Especially for undead souls of the same attribute as me, the boost is even greater.
Cao Kun: "So, you're a special magical artifact that can grow and possess its own independent thoughts?"
Mirror: "That's one way to put it, but I'd prefer that my master treat me as an independent soul, just in a different way."
Cao Kun: "So, are you a mirror or a spirit?"
The mirror said, "I was originally a person, but after I died, I merged with this mirror. Now I am both the mirror itself and a spirit."
"If I break this mirror, I will die."
"Oh?" Cao Kun looked at the mirror in front of him.
In the movie, the female lead wanted to smash this mirror.
The mirror also tried everything to save itself, and in the end killed the female protagonist to avoid its own destruction.
Mirror: "It's true, Master. I was born at the end of the 16th century, originally..."
Before the text could be fully displayed, Cao Kun interrupted, "Alright, I'm not interested in your background."
The mirror said, "Master, I am saddened to hear you say this. But your will is my pursuit, and I will obey your commands."
Cao Kun: "Are there any other wandering souls in your mirror?"
Mirror: "There are still some."
Cao Kun: "Release them all."
"Yes, Master."
Just as the words appeared on the mirror, more figures appeared in front of Cao Kun.
These figures were packed tightly together, filling the room to the brim, with more than a hundred rows of them.
Cao Kun scanned them with his spiritual sense and, finding no problem, opened his mouth and swallowed them all.
Feeling that powerful force once again, Cao Kun asked, "Is there any more?"
Mirror: "No, Master."
Cao Kun: "I don't like being deceived."
The mirror said, "I will never deceive my master."
"Is that so?" Cao Kun sneered. "Are you not deliberately showing weakness now?"
"Once I take you under my wing, you will seek an opportunity to kill me, imprison my soul, and draw power from it to make yourself stronger."
The mirror fell silent for a moment, then the words reappeared: "Of course not, Master. My loyalty to you is as clear as day."
Cao Kun calmly said, "What you think is not important."
because……"
Cao Kun flicked his wrist, and three Yin Talismans swiftly stuck to the mirror.
The next moment, the mirror's spirit seemed to be imprisoned, and the mirror itself became somewhat ordinary.
Cao Kun bit his finger, used his blood as ink, and began drawing runes on the mirror.
Before long, the entire mirror was covered in blood talismans.
Cao Kun formed a hand seal: "Use the spirit to bind the soul, use the soul to imprison the spirit. Imprison!"
boom!
The three Yin talismans spontaneously combusted without fire, their powerful energy disappearing into the mirror.
At the same time, the blood talismans disappeared on their own, as if they had merged into the ghost mirror.
Snap!
Cao Kun seemed to hear the sound of glass shattering.
Then, another scream rang out.
However, the voice did not appear in reality, but was emitted by the soul, so Cao Kun could only sense it, but did not actually hear it.
The mirror seemed to have suddenly become much darker, losing its previous luster.
After a while, the blood-red text reappeared on it: "Master".
The writing this time was not as neat as before; it was crooked and somewhat dim, as if the mirror had become very tired.
Cao Kun: "Now, your spirituality is under my control. In the blink of an eye, I can make you lose all your spirituality."
If you don't want to die, you'd better put away your restless thoughts.
"Yes, Master." The mirror seemed listless, yet it also conveyed a sense of resentment and resignation at having its thoughts exposed.
Cao Kun: "I'll ask you one more time, do you still have any imprisoned souls left?"
Mirror: "Yes, Master."
Cao Kun: "I'll spill everything out. I don't want to say it again."
"Yes, Master."
More figures appeared in the room, bringing the total number to over a hundred.
Cao Kun opened his mouth and took a deep breath, a satisfied look appearing on his face.
He now feels a swelling in his lower abdomen.
It will take some time for the evil pill to fully refine the more than three hundred souls that have perished.
Suddenly, Cao Kun's expression turned cold, and he once again formed a hand seal: "Soul Split".
The mirror suddenly shook violently, as if it were enduring immense pain.
On the mirror, a blood-red word covered in cracks appeared: "Ah..."
Cao Kun coldly asked, "Hand over all your dead souls."
"No more, Master. There really aren't any more this time. I'm not lying to you."
A line of blood-red words slowly appeared, shaking along with the mirror.
Cao Kun not only didn't stop, but changed his spell again: "Soul Devouring!"
The mirror shook even more violently, as if the pain were intensifying.
"Spare me, master, spare me! I really have no more souls left, master, spare me!"
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