Chapter 113: Mirror

The Golden Crow used her body to block the attacks of the two Demon Kings, her feathers scattering.

Li Qi clearly witnessed this scene.

As expected, someone had blocked a fatal blow for him.

But if that were the case, the Golden Crow would inevitably lose her ability to resist, and the time she could hold on was greatly shortened.

The White Snake Mountain God was still trying to attract the attention of Shaman God Mountain, and Li Qi had to maintain the ritual so that he could attract the Grand Diviner's gaze, otherwise, his actions might be ignored.

It's just... how could Bear Kill Great King witness all of this happening?

Seeing Yang Ning use her body as a shield, temporarily preventing a Breakthrough, he looked again and found that the Invoker had not yet reached a Grade.

In that case, there was no need to even attack.

"Roar!" Bear Kill Great King roared, his killing intent erupting as he lunged at Li Qi!

This was not an attack, even the sound waves were isolated by Yang Ning.

But, Bear Kill Great King knew that a mere wisp of leaked killing intent was enough to terrify this Invoker to death.

At the same time, on Li Qi's side.

Killing intent surged.

Li Qi only felt his soul and body being tightly gripped by extreme pain!

"Ugh—" He groaned, bleeding from all seven orifices, his heart almost bursting!

Blood was almost forming a gush, nosebleeds were spurting out!

A buzzing low hum filled his ears, intense fear and endless pressure converged in his mind!

He could feel cockroaches, lice, and rats growing inside his body, as if they had lived there for a long time, gnawing at his already decaying internal organs!

His Spirit Soul was pulled out!

The surrounding chill tightly clutched his heart, everything screamed silently, and Li Qi felt a shiver, even his mind was frozen.

Vicious flames burned Li Qi's soul.

Li Qi could feel a behemoth, he was enraged, he was enraged at himself!

That incomparably massive will was staring at him with terrifying focus.

Not carelessly.

But with extremely focused and violent anger!

Li Qi trembled all over, almost collapsing under the pressure.

At this moment, Li Qi felt him staring at himself, and this gaze was filled with fury.

This gaze, full of rage, carried curses and words.

He didn't say a word, but Li Qi had already understood everything through this gaze.

The killing intent of a Sixth Grade Demon King covered his heart like the heavens.

There seemed to be something inside him! Something suffocating! Pain was devouring his spirit and destroying his will.

Mad pain, like a surging flood, filled Li Qi's entire Spirit Soul with curses.

In his Spirit Soul, a fierce fire ignited, and his consciousness, memory, and even his personality were all forced to burn!

However, Li Qi still stood, maintaining the ritual.

The main attack had already been blocked by someone risking their life for him; it was merely pure killing intent, could he not even block this?

Admittedly, a Sixth Grade was like an immortal to him, but even an immortal could not make him yield, kneel, and give up with just killing intent.

Unfortunately, some things cannot be resisted by will alone.

A few seconds later, Li Qi spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed.

Endless nightmares, everything changed, forced to the extreme of madness, like having one's head submerged in water, unable to breathe, only able to drown!

Submerged in an endless tide of blood, in a deep, dark nightmare, Li Qi felt something in his mind!

Next to his ears, there was a faint, hazy sound, like the clamor of a marketplace, as if a million ducks were all rising up and squawking.

His mind became increasingly difficult to control, helpless and powerless, as if falling into the Mortal World, drifting aimlessly.

His hands and feet were out of control.

His body was forced to kneel on the ground.

His fingers dug into the ground, drawing blood, his fingernails even flipped over from the excessive force, but all of this was futile, Li Qi could not resist.

A First Grade difference was already a world apart.

Let alone an unranked Invoker trying to withstand the killing intent of a Sixth Grade Great Demon; it was simply wishful thinking.

The power projection of the White Snake Mountain God weakened slightly.

The ritual could tolerate some errors, but not prolonged errors; if it continued to be interrupted, the ritual would fail, and it would not be able to attract the Grand Diviner's attention.

Li Qi also knew this.

"Come!" He roared, actually pulling out a willow branch and giving himself a whip!

A part of his Spirit Soul was directly scattered, and the intense pain made all the veins on his body tense, his body rigid and upright.

He was in too much pain to even make a sound, only a low groan of 'Ho... ho.' escaped his throat.

The severe pain of his Spirit Soul being injured had already deprived him of the ability to move.

But at the same time, such pain also allowed him to temporarily suppress the killing intent; after all, killing intent was merely ethereal, and it was still inferior in the face of genuine suicidal behavior.

"Rabbit, help me up..." He gritted his teeth, mumbling indistinctly through them.

Shen Shuibi quickly stepped forward and helped him up.

Li Qi stood upright again, but then softened, barely able to lean on Shen Shuibi, ensuring he was standing to maintain the ritual.

"If I can't hold on, push me up." Li Qi stood precariously, murmuring to Shen Shuibi.

"Mm!" Shen Shuibi looked worriedly at Li Qi, then glanced at Yang Ning not far away, who was struggling to hold on against the two Demon Kings.

Even she herself had lost all her cultivation, and her Pure Body was damaged.

Don't let all this effort go to waste...

She looked at the shaking White Snake Mountain, her heart tense.

However, after more than ten seconds, the Golden Crow couldn't hold on.

The golden-red great bird wailed as it fell from the sky; one more final blow, and she would truly perish, body and soul.

But the two Demon Kings had no time to finish her off; what they needed to do was destroy the ritual to avoid attracting the Grand Diviner's attention!

"Die!" Curse Demon Great King shouted loudly, directly using twelve parts of his power to strike at Li Qi.

Purple curse power surged.

Li Qi stood still, continuing to maintain the ritual.

Moving was useless; it was better to face the Demon King and die standing.

He held his head high, watching the purple curse power spread over his body.

In an instant, his body turned bluish-purple, and even the blood he spat out was bluish-purple.

But the Grand Diviner had not yet made a move.

This was bad.

This was completely messed up now.

Li Qi closed his eyes, waiting for death.

However, after closing them for a few seconds, he found that his consciousness was still there.

That's impossible, right?

Not an instant kill? And no pain?

Li Qi was puzzled, opening his eyes to look.

He found that the previous valley, the demon soldiers and generals, the two Demon Kings, and numerous strange phenomena had all disappeared.

In front of him, there was only a 'mirror'.

A hundred li of land, flat as a mirror, so much so that one might slip walking on it.

What was going on?