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"Is that all you've got?"

The Mirage Lord walked up to Chu Nan and looked down at him.

Chu Nan didn't spit out the metallic taste in his throat; instead, he swallowed it directly.

He looked up and met the landlord's gaze. Those two gray-white, swirling eyes were so close, like two bottomless, icy pools.

"Do you already feel like you've won?"

The owner of the Mirage Tower narrowed his eyes and retorted disdainfully, "Isn't that right?"

"Your current state is the result of you using Mist Devour to absorb all the remaining mist from the back mountain."

Chu Nan said calmly, "The foundation of the mist array on the back mountain has been destroyed by Xiao Hei, and with your complete absorption just now, the supply of moisture from the outside world is starting to run out."

"If you force your way out, you'll only deplete your resources faster. If you can stall for time, you could be killed by me at any moment."

"drag?"

The Mirage Lord laughed, his voice shaking the mountain walls, causing rocks to fall from the heights. "What are you going to use to drag me? With your body, if you take three more of my blows, not even bones will be left."

Chu Nan laughed too, "Who said we were going to take it head-on?"

The next second, the Lotus Step reappeared. Chu Nan, like a golden fish, retreated swiftly along the ground, circling the platform in a large arc, widening the distance between himself and the Mirage Lord.

Each step he took was extremely light, and the moment his true energy touched the ground, a small golden lotus shadow burst forth, propelling him to change direction at an incredible speed.

He circled to the left and then to the right, leaving behind seven or eight lingering golden footprints before retreating to the other side of the platform.

The Mirage Lord thought he was going to run away, sneered, and chased after him.

The power brought by the mist made him much faster than before. Wherever his foot landed, the bluestone slabs were crushed into powder as if by a heavy hammer.

The distance between him and Chu Nan was rapidly shrinking.

Thirty zhang...

Twenty zhang...

Ten zhang...

But just as the Mirage Lord caught up to where Chu Nan had been standing, the ground suddenly lit up.

During the previous battle, Chu Nan had been causing extensive damage to the ground.

No one could have imagined that while he was causing destruction, he was also secretly burying a portion of his own true energy.

Not many, exactly three lotus seeds.

As he dodged the short spears and the mist puppets, each time he crushed a stone slab, a tiny, fine strand of golden true energy would seep from the sole of his foot into the crack and hide there.

The gray mist fluctuations of the fog array concealed these faint true energy reactions, and the host's attention was entirely focused on the frontal battlefield, so he was completely unaware that something had been buried beneath his feet.

"boom!"

The first lotus seed exploded.

The ground felt as if it had been punched from below; the stone slabs shattered, and fragments, enveloped in golden shockwaves, shot up to a height of more than a person.

The Mirage Lord reacted incredibly quickly, shifting his body half a foot to the left, and the shockwave only grazed his shoulder.

The gray mist protective shield deployed almost simultaneously, blocking all the shockwaves.

But the second one was waiting for him right where he landed after his sideways movement.

The second explosion was muffled and deeper than the first.

The poster's body was thrown upwards by the golden shockwave rising from below, and most of the gray mist protective shield shattered.

Using this force, he leaped upwards, reaching a height of three zhang (approximately 10 meters), his grey and white crane cloak billowing in the air.

The third lotus seed shot out from the ground at that moment.

A very thin golden beam of light, only as thick as a little finger, like a red-hot needle, shot upwards, chasing after the Yongquan acupoint on the sole of the protagonist's foot!

"Innocent!"

While the owner of the building was in the air, the jade bracelet on his wrist suddenly lit up.

The light was extremely deep and profound, condensing on the surface of the bracelet into a liquid state that was neither mist nor fog.

Then, with a soft "hum," a gray phantom emerged from the bracelet, like a torn veil, and reformed in mid-air.

It was a shield.

It is only one foot square, small and exquisite, with extremely fine lines on the edges, and is translucent grayish-white all over.

It appeared extremely quickly, almost as if it grew out of thin air.

The golden beam of light struck the small shield, and the moment they touched, a faint golden ripple appeared on the surface of the shield.

Then, with a "pop," it vanished along with the beam of light.

Chu Nan frowned very slightly.

That lotus seed was formed by his finger strength using the "Intercepting Meridians Finger" technique. It had been buried in the ground for a long time, waiting for the moment when the Mirage Tower Master would jump up.

He was confident in the speed and power of that beam of light; even the Mirage Lord's gray mist protection couldn't stop it.

But that little shield...

"Do you think my Nine Illusions Realm is just an empty title?"

The owner of the Mirage Pavilion descended from the sky, his robes billowing, like a white crane with its wings folded.

He landed steadily, and the moment his toes touched the ground, the black light on the jade bracelet shone again. "Those who can become the master of the pavilion never rely on desperate methods like Mist Devouring. You haven't seen my trump card yet."

Before the words were even finished, the jade bracelet changed its appearance once more.

This time, what was pulled out of the bracelet was a long sword.

The sword is three feet long and two fingers wide. Its blade is forged from solidified gray mist and has a dark metallic luster on its surface. At first glance, it looks like a silver sword covered in gray.

The Mirage Lord gripped the sword hilt with his right hand, flicked his wrist, and the tip of the sword drew an extremely thin gray line in the air.

"Let me show you why I'm the strongest in the Mirage!"

After finishing speaking, the owner of the Mirage Tower made his move.

His sword did not slash or thrust, but rather moved like a snake swimming in the mist, its tip trailing a gray tail as it attacked Chu Nan from an extremely tricky angle.

Where the sword passed, the moisture in the air was split in two, condensing into two thin, cicada-wing-like mist blades that flew out along with the sword.

Chu Nan dodged to the side and unleashed a Shattering Fist, attempting to deflect the sword with the force of his fist.

But the sword seemed to have no physical form. The moment it was struck by the fist's force, the sword broke into a cloud of gray mist, which bypassed the fist's force on both sides and then reformed into a sword behind Chu Nan.

This separation and reunion happens in the blink of an eye, like a sword hidden in the mist, and mist hidden in the sword.

Chu Nan felt a chill run down his back.

He reacted extremely quickly, changing direction with a lotus-like step, and shifting his body three feet to the side.

The sword tip grazed his back, the gray-white blade cutting through his clothes and leaving a faint red mark on his skin.

If he hadn't dodged quickly enough, the sword would have pierced his heart.

"That's interesting. I wonder if you can handle the second illusion?"

The voice of the Mirage Lord followed immediately.

The sword has changed.

The dark metallic sheen on the sword suddenly began to flow, like liquid mercury surging from the hilt to the tip, and the shape of the sword began to change wherever it passed.

The blade lengthened section by section, the tip forked, and the body softened and hardened, transforming in the blink of an eye into a gray whip over ten feet long.

The long whip flicked in the air, making a crisp "snap" sound. The whip's tail swept across the ground, directly carving a half-foot-deep crack in the stone slab.

With just a slight flick of his wrist, the Mirage Lord sent the whip twirling around as if it were alive.

The whip's shadow spread across the sky, from top to bottom and from left to right, like a large gray net covering Chu Nan.

Each whip shadow was formed from solid gray mist, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound; it would definitely break bones and injure anyone who struck it.

Chu Nan retreated four steps, each step leaving a golden lotus-shaped footprint.

The long whip lashed out, whipping his afterimage and shattering the still-visible golden footprints into pieces.

In an instant, Chu Nan was forced to the edge of the platform, with a stone wall behind him, leaving him with nowhere to retreat!