Chapter 95

When the Heaven-Burning Mirror stopped splitting, Lin Haoming clearly saw a beam of light shoot out from the initial mirror. This beam of light refracted between the many mirrors, instantly forming a web of light. Upon closer inspection, it seemed that each part of the light was an individual, and when viewed separately, they appeared to be strange yet profound runes. Unfortunately, this scene only lasted for a moment, and Lin Haoming didn't have time to see clearly. He only had a vague feeling before the light disappeared, and what appeared next was a cloud of fire. This fire cloud seemed to be spewed out from the Heaven-Burning Mirror, but Lin Haoming felt that it wasn't actually the case. The fire cloud appeared because of the strange runes formed by the light. However, Lin Haoming knew too little about these things and couldn't be certain about many aspects.

At this moment, he clearly saw the fire cloud instantly condense into a ball, forming a fireball that, though not very large, exuded a terrifying aura. This fireball hovered in the air not far from his head, and just as Lin Haoming marveled at its terrifying power, countless small fireballs suddenly split from the large fireball, raining down like meteor showers around him. The stone array also produced fireballs to attack him, but although there were many, their power was not great. With the浑天伞 (Hun Tian Umbrella) in his hand, he could almost block them all. However, the small fireballs that split from the large fireball were far more terrifying. Each one that fell almost shattered the ground or the rocks nearby into pieces.

Lin Haoming felt a bit startled, comparing himself and wondering if the Hun Tian Umbrella could withstand a hit. In the end, he thought that even if it could, the umbrella would be severely damaged and would likely be completely destroyed after two or three hits.

Under this intense fire rain, the entire ground, except for a three-zhang square area where Lin Haoming stood, was thoroughly cleansed by the fire rain. As the fire rain became denser, all he could hear was the rumbling sound, and he felt nothing else.

When the last fireball fell, the entire world seemed to suddenly shift from one extreme to another, and everything became calm. Lin Haoming looked around and saw only a scene of devastation. The pile of乱石 (chaotic rocks) in front of him was completely gone, and the dust from the broken stones was scattered everywhere.

But amidst the ruins, a water jar emitted a faint, fluctuating blue light, appearing particularly striking. When the blue light dissipated, Lin Haoming saw a talisman directly dissolve into nothingness in a ball of flame, and below the water jar was a man with a mustache.

The man looked to be in his early thirties, but at this moment, he seemed extremely weak, as if he had expended a great deal of magical power. Lin Haoming, observing his condition, knew that the man must have exhausted his magical power and even his vital essence to activate the talisman in the water jar, and his condition was probably no better than his own.

As Lin Haoming sized him up, the man did the same, his eyes filled with caution.

"Who are you? Where are Shao Youhe and Lin Feiyang?" Lin Haoming asked.

"Do you think those two idiots could survive in this situation? They dared to ambush without even knowing the enemy's strength!" The man, upon hearing Lin Haoming's words, seemed to have no particular enmity towards him but was extremely resentful of the other two.

"Are you any different?" Lin Haoming retorted sarcastically.

"Yes! I was truly foolish, thinking that the woman's blood oath meant there was nothing to worry about. I almost perished here!" The mustachioed man was angry, but his anger was directed at himself.

"Was the formation you set up? It was quite powerful!" Lin Haoming said, while holding a spirit stone to quickly replenish his magical power.

The man did the same, but Lin Haoming didn't believe he had a high-quality spirit stone, so his magical power would definitely recover faster. As for taking a spirit recovery pill, given his current severe injuries, the strong medicinal power might damage his meridians, which would be suicidal.

"Who are you? You're so powerful, you can't be unknown in the inner sect!" The longer the time dragged on, the more advantageous it was for Lin Haoming, so he deliberately asked.

The man sneered, "You don't have the right to know who I am!"

"Are you being too arrogant?" Lin Haoming said disdainfully.

"Arrogant? You, a Blood Cultivation Sect disciple, know nothing!" The mustachioed man said with equal disdain.

Lin Haoming was startled by his words, "You're wearing the Blood Cultivation Sect disciple's uniform, but your tone doesn't sound like you're from the Blood Cultivation Sect. Could you be a spy?"

"You're the spy! The Blood Cultivation Sect is nothing but a bunch of scoundrels, occupying the Demon Gate's Demon Abyss. One day, the Demon Gate will rise again, and today, I'll send you on your way!" The man shouted, then slapped his storage bag, and four iron pillars, each a zhang tall and a chi thick, suddenly flew out and landed around him.

Lin Haoming had seen this man's formation and knew he was skilled in this area. He didn't hesitate and charged at him, drawing the Mother and Son Swords, ready to fight to the death. At this point, even a high-quality magical weapon couldn't be controlled due to the depletion of magical power.

Lin Haoming estimated that the man was in the same situation, but given his unusual methods, he didn't know what the outcome would be.

When the man saw Lin Haoming charging at him, a mocking smile appeared on his lips. Just as Lin Haoming approached, he pointed at the four iron pillars, and countless black arrows shot out from them.

Lin Haoming didn't expect this outcome. He didn't have time to think and immediately used his last bit of magical power to activate the Divine Bone Technique. His bones crackled as they shifted to protect his most vital areas, and he thrust his sword fiercely at the mustachioed man.

The man clearly didn't expect that, even after being turned into a pincushion by the arrows, his opponent could still attack. In the completely unexpected situation, he felt a pain in his neck and then lost all consciousness.

Lin Haoming watched the man fall and, unable to hold himself up, sat down on the ground. At this moment, his body was pierced by at least thirty to forty arrows, making him look like a hedgehog.

Lin Haoming pulled out the arrows one by one and noticed that the arrowheads were either red or black, indicating different colors.

Seeing this, Lin Haoming realized that the arrows were actually poisoned. This realization startled him, and he immediately checked his body. He was horrified to find that the places where the poisoned arrows had hit were either red, black, swollen, or even rotting.

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