"It won’t be that easy to kill me.”

With a wave of his hand, a smooth mirror suddenly appeared before Dongyang Yun. It expanded, and their attacks landed on the mirror instead.

"The Cyclic Mirror is indeed in his hands!”

Before they could react, Dongyang Yun instantly soared into the sky, flying out of the heavenly pattern formation. If it weren't for the Cyclic Mirror, he would have died.

"Kill him!”

This was a once in a lifetime opportunity. The people from the Decimo Dao Palace followed Dongyang Yun into the sky. Tianming immediately broke through the formation once more so that the elders could catch up.

Weisheng Yunxi’s strength was instantly revealed. As an empyrean saint, she was much faster than Dongyang Yun. Even if he managed to escape a certain distance, all she needed was a few minutes to catch him. Behind Weisheng Yunxi, Ye Yi, Bai Mo, and Li Wudi followed closely. As soon as Weisheng Yunxi managed to entangle Dongyang Yun in a fight, they would arrive immediately.

"He’s dead meat!” shouted the South Hall King, Qin Jiufu.

"The palace lord has almost caught up to him! ”

"Tonight we’ll...