Mirrorless Desert

With a muffled thud.

Su Lingyan's battered and bruised delicate body was thrown violently onto the cold, damp stalactite floor.

The massive impact forced a heavily suppressed cry of pain from her already severely injured body.

Her tattered fairy dress slipped down completely, exposing large expanses of cold, jade-white skin covered in bloodstains to the dim light.

With great difficulty, she curled up her long, straight legs. On her fragile neck, the glaring red marks from where Gu Yang had just violently choked her still remained.

She tilted up her breathtaking face, the tip of her nose covered in cold sweat heaving rapidly.

Yet, in those eyes, there was not the slightest hint of humiliation.

There was only a gaze of extreme longing, looking up as if gazing at a god.

Lan Caidie, on the other hand, was like a boneless water snake, sliding down smoothly against Gu Yang's calf to sit on the ground.

Her short purple skirt was already soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her extremely voluptuous and alluring curves.

Gu Yang stood with his hands behind his back between the two stunning bodies that exuded completely different, yet ultimate temptations.

His abyssal black eyes didn't spare even the slightest downward glance in charity.

He casually turned his palm over.

A storage ring radiating the archaic luster of the Supreme Sword Sect lay quietly in his palm, which was covered in rough calluses.

Xue Jianming's relic.

The corners of Gu Yang's thin lips curled into a bone-chilling arc.

A strand of extremely domineering dark gold flowing flame surged from his fingertips and poured violently into the ring.

Crack.

The residual divine sense mark left on it by Xue Jianming could not even hold on for half a breath before it was tyrannically burned into nothingness by the Great Sun True Fire.

An extremely pure aura of spiritual items rippled slowly through the gloomy cave from the erased seal.

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Passing through the dark, damp underground rock cave, a blindingly intense light suddenly smashed against their retinas.

There was no wind in the air, only a suffocating dead silence and absolute dryness.

Gu Yang casually tossed Su Lingyan onto the ground like a ragged sack.

When his large cloth boots stepped on the ground, they didn't make a rustling sound, but rather an extremely crisp click.

This was not sand.

Unfolding before the three of them was a vast, boundless, and bizarrely flat plain without the slightest undulation.

The ground was paved with countless extremely tiny, absolutely smooth glass mirrors.

The scorching sun and clouds in the sky were perfectly reflected on the surface by this endless giant mirror.

Standing here, heaven and earth merged into one, completely losing any sense of boundaries.

It made it entirely impossible to tell whether one was stepping on the ground or hanging upside down in the firmament.

What... what is this hellish place?

Lan Caidie poked her alluring face out from behind Gu Yang with great difficulty, a trace of instinctive tremor in her voice.

Gu Yang decisively used the intelligence expansion function.

A pale blue light screen rapidly unfurled in the shadowy void.

[Purple Intelligence: Dao One Sect's Dao Child Ye Chen has gone deep into the hinterland of the Mirror Shadowless Desert. He is currently using the natal essence blood of five accompanying righteous disciples as a catalyst to cruelly force the maturation of a century-rare Hundred-Step Mirror Shadow Inner Demon.

He intends to kill the inner demon at the very moment it is most satiated from devouring the disciples' flesh and blood, seizing the extremely rare top-tier spiritual item Flawless Glazed Heart to rebuild his own Righteous Sword Bone.

The only fatal reverse scale of this hundred-step inner demon is the glazed core located three inches below its left rib. Click to view coordinates]

The corners of Gu Yang's thin lips curled into a bone-chilling mockery.

Ye Chen, the righteous paragon who eats people without spitting out their bones.

The absolute law of this Mirror Shadowless Desert was exceedingly domineering.

As long as even the slightest trace of spiritual power was used here, the glazed mirror surface beneath their feet would instantly come alive.

It would greedily devour the cultivator's shadow.

Then, a Mirror Shadow Inner Demon possessing the same cultivation realm as you, and even perfectly replicating the flaws in your techniques, would crawl out of the mirror and tear you to shreds.

Seal your dantian.

Gu Yang did not turn his head; his rough, large hand pressed tyrannically against Lan Caidie's abdomen.

He gave her absolutely no time to react.

An extremely overbearing aura of the Great Sun True Fire violently surged into her meridians, instantly sealing that restless golden core dead away.

Ugh!

Lan Caidie's delicate body trembled violently, and the weakness of having her spiritual power instantly drained made her legs go soft.

However, the rough hand pressing on her lower abdomen transmitted an intensely scorching heat through the thin purple fabric.

Not only did she not panic in the slightest, she instead narrowed her soul-stealing eyes in deep enjoyment.

That tattered tube top skirt clung tightly to her breathtakingly voluptuous curves.

On the other side.

Su Lingyan, who had slumped onto the smooth glazed mirror surface, stiffly bit her pale lower lip.

Without needing Gu Yang to act, she closed her eyes in utter despair and actively severed the raging Nine Yin Sword Meridian within her body.

Without the protection of spiritual power, the blinding sunlight and the high temperatures reflected off the mirror instantly engulfed her.

The tattered plain snow fairy dress could no longer cover the large expanses of her cold, jade-white skin.

Fine sweat slid down the fragile lines of her neck, moving excruciatingly slowly into that unfathomable, breathtaking cleavage.

Let's go.

Gu Yang showed no tenderness toward women.

With one hand, he wrapped around Lan Caidie's soft, slender waist, locking her firmly in his embrace.

With his other hand, he roughly grabbed the tattered collar at the back of Su Lingyan's neck, as if carrying a worthless sack.

In the next breath.

A boom resounded without any fluctuation of spiritual power.

Gu Yang's body, like an ancient fierce beast that had lain dormant for ten thousand years, explosively erupted!

Bang!!!

On the absolutely smooth glazed ground that lacked any friction whatsoever.

His large foot, clad in cheap cloth boots, forcefully stomped out a terrifying spiderweb-like crater.

The Desolate Ancient Supreme Yang Physique, fully activated!

Pure physical strength was compressed to an unimaginable extreme.

Gu Yang's figure instantly transformed into a terrifying hurricane that even divine sense could not capture.

With an extremely violent and tyrannical straight-line sprint, he tore open an ear-piercing sonic boom cloud across this frictionless, deadly mirror surface!

Su Lingyan was suspended in midair by him.

The intense feeling of weightlessness and the terrifying acceleration caused her stunningly cold, white face to instantly flush red.

The fierce wind cut into her battered body like knives.

The bone-deep wound at the root of her thigh continuously tore open amid the violent jolts, and scalding blood dripped down her cold, white calf onto the rapidly retreating glazed mirror surface below.

Just as Gu Yang had dashed forward a mere dozen miles.

An extremely shrill scream suddenly echoed from the mirror plain ahead.

Two reckless rogue cultivators, fighting over a withered spiritual herb, had foolishly summoned their flying swords.

The moment their spiritual power rippled outward.

The glazed mirror surface beneath their feet melted with a crash.