Xiong Zhuangzhuang's words startled everyone.
His statement undoubtedly indicated that a life-or-death battle was about to unfold here.
And only one side could emerge victorious.
Bei Xinghan slowly drew the Frost Sword from his waist, its chilling blade becoming increasingly conspicuous in the dim space.
His action first stunned everyone, and then their fighting spirit ignited.
Did a mere imposter think they could defeat the true self?
What a colossal joke.
Everyone rubbed their fists and prepared their magical treasures, their gazes towards the opposite side filled with anger and disdain.
Then, without anyone knowing who made the first move, the scene immediately descended into chaos.
All of them, with tacit understanding, chose the monsters that impersonated them. Several pairs of identical figures became entangled, creating a dazzling, dizzying spectacle.
This was Xu Yi's first time fighting a monster. After a few probing exchanges, her expression became so grim it seemed water would drip from it.
Her guess was correct; the monster created by the mirror not only looked identical to her but also shared remarkably similar thoughts.
Whether it was the sequence of attacks or the movements, they were perfectly matched.
"As expected of an eighth-level magical treasure."
Xu Yi praised inwardly, yet also felt a sense of regret.
If this treasure had not been tainted by demonic energy, it would undoubtedly be an immensely powerful top-tier magical treasure, and its owner must have been a renowned great power.
After a moment of wandering thoughts, Xu Yi quickly refocused. This was not a time for her to be distracted.
She flicked her wrist, and the Admonishment Ruler appeared in her hand.
"Slash!"
Xu Yi swung it downwards with her backhand. The black ruler-light, in the dim space, almost merged with the darkness. Only the deafening roar announced the might of this strike.
When Xu Yi took out the Admonishment Ruler, the monster also produced a magical treasure identical to it.
With magic surging, a similarly inconspicuous ruler-light swept out, colliding with Xu Yi's attack.
In an instant, an even more violent roar reverberated throughout the Avici Hell, shaking the ground.
Even Shangguan Yuquan and Wanyan Xue, who were miles away, heard the commotion from that direction.
Wanyan Xue's appearance was already somewhat disheveled. Her originally pristine white dress bore several scorched stains, and her flowing hair was damp with sweat.
However, these did not detract from her beauty; rather, they gave her a sort of ethereal allure.
While fending off the attacks of the blood-red long dragons, her mind raced, contemplating a way to escape.
She finally realized that she was no longer Shangguan Yuquan's match.
Shangguan Yuquan's strength had soared after his demonic transformation. If she continued to entangle with him, she would be the one to lose.
Therefore, she needed to escape this place as quickly as possible.
Furthermore, she had a suspicion: Shangguan Yuquan was able to gain the upper hand over her precisely because he was borrowing the power of this blood pool.
As long as she left a certain range of this blood pool, Shangguan Yuquan's strength would undoubtedly be weakened, and then she could counterattack.
Wanyan Xue was decisive. Once she made up her mind, she immediately surveyed her surroundings, searching for a way to break through.
However, the nine blood dragons blocked almost every opening. No matter which direction she tried to break through, she was easily intercepted.
"I can only use the Samsara Eyes."
As long as she could plunge Shangguan Yuquan's consciousness into temporary chaos, she would be able to shake him off.
"Shangguan Yuquan!"
Wanyan Xue cried out, her pair of Samsara Eyes fixed directly on Shangguan Yuquan, the power of Samsara slowly beginning to turn.
Whether Shangguan Yuquan was being overly confident or simply did not expect Wanyan Xue to still have the strength to resist, the moment their eyes met, his mind went completely blank.
"Now!"
Wanyan Xue's eyes flashed. She summoned two azure long dragons with her hands and detonated them with a roar.
The intense surge of spiritual energy quickly created a breakthrough for her.
She lightly tapped her toes, her figure flitting and shifting like a nimble swallow in the narrow gap, passing through the defenses of the blood-red dragons in the blink of an eye.
At that very moment, Shangguan Yuquan suddenly regained his senses. Seeing Wanyan Xue's retreating back, he laughed furiously and waved his palm forward.
As he moved, a blood-red dragon instantly dissolved into a pool of blood in the air, and then, in an extremely short time, coalesced into a palm print, which fiercely slammed towards Wanyan Xue's back.
Wanyan Xue sensed the sharp whistling sound behind her, bit down lightly on her lower lip, and a fierce glint flashed in her eyes.
She did not turn back to resist. Instead, she enveloped her entire body with spiritual power and simultaneously summoned her defensive magical treasure to block behind her.
*Bang!*
The blood-red palm print descended abruptly!
*Crackling—*
The defensive magical treasure, on which Wanyan Xue had pinned her hopes, did not last a moment under the palm print.
The palm print, like a destructive force, shattered the protective shield and then landed on Wanyan Xue's back.
Wanyan Xue's body shook violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted from her mouth, yet her body shot forward by a considerable distance.
She endured the searing pain in her body and pushed her speed to the limit.
It was precisely at times like this that she could not afford to be careless.
Her gaze was fixed straight ahead, and a figure that displeased her flashed rapidly in her eyes. A hint of malice, undetected even by herself, subtly spread in her heart.
As long as she persisted a little longer, she would reunite with those people.
Just a little longer…
Shangguan Yuquan watched Wanyan Xue's battered escape, laughing up at the sky, his blood-red eyes filled with twisted pleasure.
The feeling of possessing power was so intoxicating.
He smiled, standing above the blood pool, sensing Wanyan Xue's figure receding further and further away from him.
Only when a certain distance separated them did he smile and say, "That's about enough."
After uttering these words, his figure suddenly vanished above the blood pool.
...
*"Sizzle—"*
The sound of tearing fabric echoed.
A flicker of joy crossed Xu Yi's face, but it vanished in an instant.
That strike had carved a deep, bone-revealing wound in the monster's waist. However, before Xu Yi could react, the wound healed at a visible speed.
Xu Yi tried a few more times, but the result was the same.
Xu Yi's brow furrowed. In this case, wouldn't this monster be invincible?
Xiong Zhuangzhuang and the others were also perplexed. In their previous encounters, these monsters had not been this troublesome.
Xu Yi's gaze remained fixed on the monster, scanning it up and down, finally resting on the wound.
"I understand!"
An astonishing light erupted in Xu Yi's eyes, and the arm holding the Admonishment Ruler trembled uncontrollably with excitement.
On the monster opposite her, there were already several wounds, from which gray mist was continuously drifting outward.
"Everyone, do your best to cut wounds onto those monsters! I have a way to destroy them!"
Xu Yi's words invigorated the already slightly fatigued crowd.
Although they couldn't completely kill the monsters in a short time, creating wounds on them was not a problem.
The spiritual power within everyone surged instantly, and the radiant light of their magical treasures flashed non-stop.
The sudden onslaught from everyone was clearly difficult for the monsters to withstand. Before long, almost every monster bore wounds of varying sizes.
As for the monsters fighting Bei Xinghan and Lu Zaiye, their limbs were severed by the two of them.
In Xu Yi's eyes, a few tiny but bright points of light had appeared at some point. Those gray mists were nowhere to hide from her gaze.
Xu Yi smiled faintly and took out the Spirit Demon Pearl.