บท 182: 119, Senior brother, your hand is so small.

"Impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

The scholar's previously elegant demeanor had vanished completely, replaced by shock and anger.

He raised his shaking finger, pointing at the contents displayed in the Water Mirror.

Within it, the situation that should have been overwhelmingly one-sided had suddenly changed.

Xu Yuan, covered in blood, stood calmly; but around him, not a single living corpse remained.

On the Thunderfire Sword he held, the Thunder Dragon and Fire Phoenix intertwined, emitting a relentless chant.

Just in that instant, he had used his sword to directly slay the surrounding corpses.

Yet strangely, the arrows tracking the flow of Spiritual Power remained completely still.

"You must have given him a backdoor," he accused.

In response to his outburst, Jing Lixue remained very calm, "I didn't."

"How could you not have!"