Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 843 - 0843 Yata Mirror! (Third Release)

Chapter 843: 0843 Yata Mirror! (Third Release)

If it hadn’t been for this copper mirror, that strike of mine just now would have surely caused him serious injury.

Ye Qiu inwardly sighed with regret; things had come to this point, and all he could do was to look for another opportunity to activate the magic eye illusion again.

Earlier, the middle-aged man had already fallen into an illusion without realizing it when he threatened to disarm Ye Qiu—allowing for the opportune moment when Ye Qiu severed his opponent’s arm. It was just unfortunate that the second strike landed on the copper mirror; one could only say that the middle-aged man was extremely lucky.

"Everything that just happened was an illusion, how exactly did he do that?" Having regained his senses, the middle-aged man held the Yata Mirror in his hand, and as he prepared to attack Ye Qiu, he pondered how he had been tricked just now.

After much thought, he couldn’t find any clues. The illusion had been seamless, ensnaring him effortlessly. If not for the pain of his injury rousing him, he would have remained ensnared within it.

"This kid is too strange, I can’t drag this out any longer, it’s time to end this," declared the middle-aged man, his expression turning grave and anger still burning in his heart. With that, he rapidly closed the distance with a swift leap.

Here it comes.

Seeing the speed at which his opponent was moving, Ye Qiu tensed up. Being outmatched in speed was a weakness of his, but this time, Ye Qiu unfolded the Kusanagi Sword and without even looking, he swung it, sending a cascade of sword blossoms raining down from the blade.

Burst!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Cluster after cluster of black lotuses exploded around Ye Qiu. Regardless of in which direction the middle-aged man appeared, everything in the vicinity was engulfed in the explosive blooms of sword blossoms.

This was an indiscriminate attack aimed at halting the opponent’s speed, a crude but effective method.

Indeed, it worked quite well. Other than Ye Qiu himself, everything around was within the range of the exploding sword flowers. The middle-aged man swiftly changed directions to avoid them, but with the relentless cascade of sword blossoms and constant explosions, it was impossible to approach Ye Qiu unless he was willing to take a hit.

With a glint in his eye, the middle-aged man sneered, "Let’s see how much power you have to stop me." He circled around Ye Qiu, searching for an opening to strike in an instant.

Ye Qiu mobilized his spiritual power to weave between the sword flowers, spreading it around him to sense the middle-aged man’s position.

The Kusanagi Sword in his hand abruptly shifted as Ye Qiu swiftly executed a horizontal slash, unleashing an unrivaled sword Qi that surged seven feet forward.

The astonishing Sword Qi burst forth like a volcanic eruption, piercing through everything and locking onto the middle-aged man.

In response, the middle-aged man’s expression shifted slightly, but he was undaunted. He lifted the copper mirror to block the attack.

The formidable Sword Qi, relentless and piercing, shattered the void, splitting the air like a beam of light shooting straight into the heavens.

In the blink of an eye, it engulfed the middle-aged man.

Boom...

Fierce waves of energy churned in the air, as an invisible force instantly spread outwards. The surrounding vegetation was buffeted by this power, with branches shaking wildly and grass flattened as if crushed by a powerful gust of wind before a storm.

Ye Qiu’s brows were still furrowed because he could sense that the middle-aged man’s presence hadn’t weakened at all. "Not a scratch?"

A moment later, Ye Qiu saw it. The middle-aged man’s copper mirror had completely blocked his attack.

"What an impressive copper mirror," Ye Qiu exclaimed with a slight shock.

Holding the copper mirror between two fingers, the middle-aged man’s gaze wandered along its engraved patterns as he said indifferently, "No matter how powerful your attack is, it can’t touch me under the protection of this copper mirror."

Ye Qiu’s gaze sharpened as he fixed it on the bronze mirror, his brows furrowed, not recognizing what treasure it might be.

Weapons are mostly sharp objects, like swords, knives, axes, forks, and so on. He had never seen anyone use a mirror as a weapon before.

However, it was clear that this mirror was different; it could even withstand his Sword Qi, which was truly extraordinary.

The middle-aged man gave Ye Qiu a glance, took in his expression, and said proudly, "Surprised by its defensive power? This bronze mirror is no less powerful than the Kusanagi Sword in your hand. In the land of Japan, it too is one of the Divine Artifacts."

Ye Qiu’s heart stirred. A Divine Artifact from Japan that was a mirror—could it be...the Yata Mirror!

Ye Qiu quickly thought of the answer. His gaze intensified on the bronze mirror in the middle-aged man’s hand. If the Kusanagi Sword could appear, then it wasn’t too far-fetched for the Yata Mirror to do the same.

"You severed my arm, cutting off my path to cultivation. Today, I will eradicate you with this Yata Mirror."

Holding the Yata Mirror, the middle-aged man instantly charged at him.

Ye Qiu raised his longsword; the Kusanagi Sword sang as the two clashed together once again.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The collision of the two great Divine Artifacts emitted a crisp sound. The aftermath of their mutual attacks spread outwards. Ye Qiu’s Kusanagi Sword sent out countless sword shadows, each as swift as a startled swan, while the middle-aged man’s Yata Mirror moved in his hands as if alive, several times spinning and flying out, aiming to viciously crash onto Ye Qiu, yet always swiftly returning to his hand.

This sword and this mirror were like a spear and a shield—one primarily for slaughter, the other for defense.

In their respective roles, both were exceedingly powerful, neither superior to the other.

It seemed that this was no longer a simple bout between Ye Qiu and the middle-aged man; the two Divine Artifacts were also vying for supremacy.

The two battled fiercely for over a hundred exchanges, Ye Qiu gasping for breath. His strength was mostly spent, whereas the middle-aged man was significantly stronger. After all, his realm was higher, his power more profound. However, his severed arm greatly impacted him; otherwise, it would be very difficult for Ye Qiu.

"This bronze mirror can’t kill you either?" The middle-aged man was surprised at Ye Qiu’s strength to be able to continue clashing with him for so many rounds. Apart from other martial artists of the same realm, no one else could manage this.

And yet, this young man was holding his own, fighting on par with him despite being a lower realm.

"Since that is the case, I will need to bring out my true strength." The middle-aged man put away the bronze mirror. Using an external object to fight was just a whim of his, but since he was intent on killing this young man, he didn’t want to waste time. Especially with the loss of an arm making it inconvenient for him to fight, he wanted to dispatch Ye Qiu as soon as possible and then find a way to reattach his arm, which was his main concern.

With his mind set, the middle-aged man was enveloped in a strange aura, which quickly turned terrifying.

Ye Qiu sensed the danger—this man was finally drawing on his true skills. Leaving aside evil forces, the feeling now was like facing a slowly awakening male lion.

Boom!

Everything around the middle-aged man was swept away by a series of ripples.

His hair flew about, and cyclones of wind gathered around him, showing a faint pale white, continuously swirling.

Ye Qiu was alarmed. This feeling was familiar to him—it was the aura of Rule Power.

The middle-aged man was wielding the Rule Power of wind!

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