The villain, caught in a chaotic situation, only wants to boost his popularity.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the suspended mirrored halo.

Xuehua clenched her fists, staring intently at the man and woman in the mirror.

[Tower of Echoes], third floor [Blind Floor].

The scorching sun pierced through the gray sky, and gusts of strong wind brought with them layers of thin sand and mist.

At that moment, two tiny figures, a man and a woman, were trekking along the ridge of the sand dunes.

They held hands, their fingers intertwined.

"Everyone who comes here will lose their sight; this is the gate authority of the Blindfold."

A thin rope was tied around the man's wrist, and the other end of the rope was attached to a white-haired woman.

"Is this what it feels like to lose your sight?" Xue Li's silver hair was ruffled by the wind. She tilted her head slightly, feeling the rough texture of the sand in the wind brushing against her cheek.

From the moment she stepped onto this floor, her vision was completely taken away.

The world was shrouded in darkness, but the whispers of the flowing sand in his ear, the warmth from Mu Jing's palm, and the steady, powerful heartbeat in his chest became exceptionally clear, clear enough to distinguish every rise and fall of his heartbeat.

"Do you remember what I just told you?"

Xue Li nodded subconsciously, then realized that the other person couldn't see her, so she pursed her lips and replied in a slightly nasal voice, "Yes, I remember what you said... I trust you and will cooperate with you."

This was almost impossible for Xue Li, who used to be a loner—to entrust her safety entirely to others was tantamount to exposing her vulnerability to a knife.

But at this moment, holding Mu Jing's hand, all those thoughts about "loneliness" and "defense" in her mind vanished without a trace, like grains of sand swept away by the wind.

Just then, the rustling sound of the sand suddenly became more intense.

First, a strange tremor came from the quicksand ahead.

Immediately afterwards, a hissing sound emerged from the ground, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, carrying a chilling aura of death.

Mu Jing stopped abruptly, his grip on Xue Li's hand tightening slightly.

Xue Li's heart also jumped. She could feel an invisible force gathering in front of her, and the sand grains were being frantically swept up and spun around, as if being kneaded and shaped by an unseen giant hand.

Soon, that power solidified into a human-shaped outline.

The outline is surrounded by quicksand and floats in the air.

He was clad in golden eagle armor and wore a feathered pheasant crown.

It was bound together by four golden chains.

He held a golden spear, with quicksand swirling around the shaft, emitting a buzzing sound.

The [real-world comment section] instantly erupted in excitement:

"Holy crap, that yellow chicken!"

Shurimar, your emperor has returned!

"Brothers, this boss is got some serious clout! Mu Jing's probably going to have to send it directly."

The audience's teasing voices rose and fell, clearly recognizing the prototype of this character.

Holy Spirit Bureau, Director's Office.

"This is!" Xuehua exclaimed in surprise, pointing to the golden image within the halo.

Sui Jiu nodded solemnly, a hint of shock barely perceptible in his voice: "It's the paladin Zezir who disappeared fifty years ago."

"Hmm, 'Hmm? How come he's here? Has he been resurrected?'" Qiong Ren tilted his head and asked in confusion.

"It's neither resurrection nor an undead." Sui Jiu's gaze was fixed on the golden figure in the halo. "It should be the same as the rules of the Blind Layer, a body formed from his resentment in his previous life."

"And what's more!" she said, gazing worriedly at the halo. "What's even more troublesome is that Zezier's 'Stigmata' ability, combined with the Blindfold's 'Sight Deprivation' authority, means that even if he only possesses half of his former strength, the two of them might not be able to defeat him!!"

Xuehua placed her hands on her chest, closed her eyes, as if in silent prayer.

Meanwhile, in the [Real-world Bullet Comment Section]:

"The oppressive aura emanating from that yellow chicken is making me panic even through the screen."

"Goodness gracious, the production team isn't actually going to create a real sand soldier, are they?!"

"Pass this down: the entire production team of Night of Destiny is made of sand soldiers!"

"Ascended vs. Superhumans! The creators are amazing!"

"Liu Jing is probably in grave danger!"

Looking into the depths of his mind at the pessimistic comments from the audience, Mu Jing knew that even though he couldn't see the figures in front of him, they were incredibly sophisticated.

However, he did not panic. After all, a fake is still a fake, and it was merely a vengeful spirit of a fake.

Just as Mu Jing was thinking this, the buzzing suddenly disappeared!

The quicksand surrounding Zezier suddenly stopped, and even the slightest rise and fall of his breath disappeared.

It was like a lifeless golden sculpture, yet it burst forth with astonishing speed in an instant!

It darted behind the two like a ghost, raising its golden spear high above its head. The spear resembled the open jaws of a ferocious beast, casting a shadow over the two.

The two remained motionless, like lambs that had strayed into a pack of wolves, about to be slowly swallowed up.

Suddenly.

The golden spear thrust down.

"Buzz~ Buzz~!"

The air was filled with the lingering vibrations and low hum of the gun barrel.

It immediately drew its golden spear!

but!

However, the expected "splatter" sound of flesh being torn apart did not occur.

Even the golden spear couldn't be pulled out at this moment!

It looked closely and saw that the golden spear was covered with frost that exuded a chilling aura!

Meanwhile, the enemies—a gray-haired man and a white-haired woman—had already hidden to the left of the golden spear, and had actually dodged the spear's attack with remarkable precision.

At that moment, Mu Jing's voice rang out: "Right side! Ice Lotus - Frostthorn!"

Fang was forcibly pulled to the left by Mu Jing and turned around to face the demon. Xue Li immediately understood Mu Jing's meaning!

"Ice Lotus • Frost Thorns -"

A cold, emotionless voice rang out!

The golden figure wore a look of surprise on its face, seemingly not understanding why the two "ants" it regarded would suddenly make such a move.

But the next moment, a blinding blue light flashed from the white-haired woman's chest, and six circular halos appeared.

It let go and no longer drew its golden spear.

Just as he was about to disappear into the quicksand once again!

Six circular halos emerged, revealing hundreds of needle-like, fine ice hairs!

"Roar!!!" It seemed to realize something and let out an angry roar!

The next moment, thousands of ice hairs poured out from within the aperture like rain.

"Crack...Sizzle!!!"

Then a thousand thorns arrived, transforming into a resonant chamber of trembling ice needles.

"Zheng—Whoosh—"

The golden eagle armor screeched as it rubbed against the ice!

"Roar!!!" It roared angrily, its voice deep and muffled like thunder!

"Mu Jing, it's done!" Xue Li held Mu Jing's hand tightly, her voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible joy.

At this moment, she began to understand why Xuehua, who had once been so lonely, would trust such a man so much.

—He's different from everyone else!

"No, the second phase is coming!" Mu Jing's voice did not relax at all; instead, it became even more solemn.

Mu Jing knew that the first phase of Zezir was not difficult to break—it would make a sound and emit magic when it appeared, but it would immediately hide its sound and magic the next moment, and then appear behind the enemy like a ghost to launch a sneak attack.

So all you need to do is dodge this sneak attack, then use the freeze ability to control it, and then unleash a powerful attack to eliminate it.

However, the difficulty of the second stage will increase by an order of magnitude.

"What?!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a rustling sound rang out all around.

It was as if something had been disintegrated and turned into grains of sand.

Viewers can see this clearly in the footage.

The golden figure shattered into a golden-brown sandstorm, and the golden spear turned into grains of sand.

Its trunk collapsed, slowly drying dust swirling and dispersing in the wind.

"How is that possible?!"

The next moment, Xue Li exclaimed in disbelief!

Meanwhile, in the [real-world bullet comment section]

"Is that the move?"

"Just as I suspected, it was that move!"

"They're all sand soldiers!"

"Keng——唔!!!"

In the distance, the high-pitched screeching of metal colliding with rock strata echoed.

In Xue Li's perception, a magical force rippled outwards in a ring.

…………