Xu Qing was about to launch an attack when a familiar shadowy form suddenly appeared behind the two attacking Mirrorlings. The figure raised both hands and slapped each of the Mirrorlings.6

When facing deadly power like this, the Mirrorling cultivators weren’t even able to dodge the blow. They screamed and then exploded, their flesh, blood, and nascent souls converging together just like the last time this old human man had launched an attack. But this time, masks didn’t form. Instead, they turned into two mirrors that the old man took. Then he blurred into motion toward the Gold Core Mirrorlings. They were even less qualified to fight back, and died screaming. The old man collected the resulting mirrors. Having accomplished these things, the old man turned and glared angrily at Xu Qing.8

Xu Qing frowned as he looked back, taking note that the man was now wearing a reflective glove so his skin didn’t touch the items.1

“Why are you so careless, boy?” he snapped. “If it weren’t for the fact you’re human, I wouldn’t bother wasting time on you! You’re obviously an out-of-region human. Did you come here from the human Imperial Region? Are you royalty or something? You obviously have talent, plus you have a full set of life lamps. So what, you think...3