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Chapter 27 Brute Force to Crack the Magic Mirror's Killer Move

Wu Yi's sword strike produced a flame twice as thick as the previous one!

Within the crimson dragon's body, a faint white-gold light emanated, a sign that the flames had reached their extreme temperature.

But that's not all!

Inside the fire dragon, a cold, icy blue light flowed deep within its body, appearing and disappearing intermittently, like an ice dragon hidden inside the fire dragon's belly.

The two forces merged perfectly, yet retained their individual characteristics, like two intertwined dragons.

The magic mirror lit up again, its dark purple surface writhing wildly, forcibly pulling the fire dragon into its reflection.

But this time, the absorption process was clearly not as smooth as last time.

The speed at which the magic mirror swallowed the flames slowed significantly, the mirror surface trembled violently, the dark purple light flickered erratically, and it emitted a piercing wail.

Immediately afterwards, all the magic mirrors simultaneously emitted a humming sound, as if they were overwhelmed.

They desperately tried to absorb the flames, only to discover that the flames also contained the power of frost.

The magic mirror tried to suppress the flames, but frost took advantage of the situation and froze the mirror's surface, creating fine cracks from which white, cold air seeped out.

The magic mirror turned to defend against the frost, and the flames seized the opportunity to enter, burning the mirror surface red-hot.

The forces of ice and fire seemed to be consciously pulling and alternating within the magic mirror.

The mirror trembled violently between these two extreme forces, and a faint clicking sound gradually emerged.

That was the sound of glass shattering.

When the minute details accumulate to the extreme, a crack appears on the surface of the magic mirror and then rapidly expands!

The first magic mirror shattered.

The lens exploded into countless dark purple fragments, which scattered and danced in the firelight and icy mist, like a bizarre fireworks display.

The dark penguin, now without the magic mirror, stood frozen in place, its eyes vacant, the empty mirror frame on its head crooked, like a tattered hat.

Click.

Click.

Click.

The cracking sounds came one after another, as dense as popping beans.

A torrent of ice and fire swept across the entire Dark Penguin Formation, shattering the magic mirrors one after another in its path.

Dark purple debris formed an eerie nebula in mid-air, enveloped by ice crystals and flames, refracting a few last faint rays of light in the twilight.

Some debris fell onto the snow, making a hissing sound and scorching small holes in the snow.

All four magic mirrors shattered.

The entire Dark Penguin team has completely lost its fighting ability.

A penguin turned to run away, but was pinned to the spot by a bolt of lightning from behind. It convulsed and fell to the ground, its feathers standing on end and emitting blue smoke.

Wu Yi sheathed his sword, and the crimson patterns on the Tianjing Sword slowly disappeared into the blade, leaving only an icy blue light flowing quietly along the edge.

The azure blade has returned to its original color, with only the crimson gem at the hilt still pulsating slightly, and the fine crimson line on the spine of the blade faintly visible.

That was the mark of the Flame Courage Crystal's awakening.

The intense heat of the flames did not disappear; it merely lay dormant deep within the sword, ready to be awakened at any moment.

Frost protects people, flames kill enemies.

The ability to freely switch between two powers with a single sword strike, and to use them simultaneously, is the true advantage of a soul contract.

Deep in the canyon, Jue Tianji stared wide-eyed.

The Dark Penguin's magic mirror is impervious to water and fire and can receive all things. This is his proudest trump card, as well as his greatest asset and reliance.

Now, Wu Yi has brute-forced his way out of this ace.

Instead of using the Radiant Crystal to subdue the Magic Mirror, or using the power of purification to weaken its magic, two completely opposite forces were simultaneously infused, causing the Magic Mirror to tear repeatedly between extreme cold and extreme heat.

The alternation of ice and fire meant that no magic mirror could withstand such an extreme energy shock.

Of course, the most important factor is Wu Yi's sufficient strength.

With the enhancement of his powerful internal energy and swordsmanship, the Heavenly Crystal Sword received a significant boost in both its ice and fire attributes.

This means that even if it's just a single type, the Dark Penguin needs to go all out to deal with it.

Using both methods simultaneously now, there is no possibility other than defeat.

Only now did Jue Tianji realize that every step of his elaborate scheme had been broken by Wu Yi in the most direct way.

Attacking villagers?

With a single sword strike, hundreds of people were frozen in ice, with precision applied to every single villager.

Warcraft army?

Frost protects the user, flames slay the enemy; the two powers can be switched at will and used simultaneously with a single sword strike.

From beginning to end, he didn't reveal a single flaw.

"Amazing." Wu Yi withdrew his gaze.

Jingxie, who had been lazily lying in the back, opened its half-closed eyes. A flash of silvery-white lightning appeared on its body, and its figure disappeared from the spot.

The next second, a scream came from the depths of the canyon.

Jingxie strolled back slowly, dragging Jue Tianji, who was locked by lightning, on its huge pincers, like it was dragging a bag of potatoes.

Jue Tianji's long, thin beard curled up from the electric shock, his bald head was emitting blue smoke, his white robe was tattered and covered in snow and mud, and his face had an expression of disbelief.

"He ran pretty fast." Jingxie yawned. "I had to chase him a couple more steps, and he almost ran into a snow cave. I even saw the entrance; it was pitch black, who knows where it leads."

Shenwu landed on a cedar branch and couldn't help but laugh out loud; her golden feathers trembled gently in the twilight.

Wu Yi looked down at Jue Tianji, who had been dragged back, and said, "Your scheme was well-planned."

"But unfortunately, in this world, strength ultimately prevails."

"Intrigue and trickery are not acceptable in public."

Jue Tianji stared intently at Wu Yi, his lips trembling as he couldn't utter a word.

In those slender eyes, fear, resentment, disbelief, and other emotions intertwined, finally turning into an empty void.

"Divine Dance." Wu Yi withdrew his gaze.

The goddess spreads her wings and raises her head to sing.

Golden light of purification emanated from her, spreading like ripples on water and enveloping the entire snow valley.

Demonic energy continuously emanated from the several demonic beasts and was absorbed by the Red Dust Panel.

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The dark purple demonic aura on the Ice Fang Seal quickly faded away amidst the melodious song, and the frost on its fangs dissipated, restoring it to its original appearance.

It blinked blankly, and the pair of fangs at the corners of its mouth shrank a bit, no longer ferocious, and even looked somewhat cute.

Then she lay on the ground and whimpered softly, as if she were complaining.

The snow bear returned to its adorable appearance, looking down at its paws, seemingly not understanding why it was there.

The bear-man general slumped to the ground, the ferocity on his face long gone, replaced only by respect.

Although he was purified, Wu Yi's terrifying strength still left an indelible impression on him.

General Ice Cream fared even worse.

His ice cream had melted all over the floor, leaving him with only the cone stick in his hand, his face contorted with despair.

The dark penguins, who had lost their magic mirror, regained their clear eyes, bowed their heads in unison towards the direction of the divine dance, and spread their wings slightly, making an awkward bowing gesture.

The demonic energy on Jue Tianji's body also dissipated continuously during the Purification Song, and his eyes gradually changed from fear and resentment to clarity.

As the last wisp of demonic energy drifted out of his body, the thin old man seemed to have all his strength drained away, collapsing onto the snow, his long, thin beard hanging limply in front of his chest like two withered vines.

Bei Minglei stood aside, quietly watching all of this.