Chapter 465 - The Dark Mirror (1/2)

Chapter 465: The Dark Mirror

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wang Baole paid no attention to the escaping square-faced cultivator as it didn’tBaole’s face reed as he spoke the tords quietly Corpse Face!

As soon as those words fell out of wang Baole’sthe entire world suddenly rolled and rued outward in all directions, revealing the land that had been enveloped in er the sarounds It had becoes of the ht up with and went past the fleeing square-faced cultivator Waves of terror surged within the square-faced cultivator’s heart as an intense feeling of dread turned his already red eyes even redder—to the color of blood

His gut told hiot trapped within the mirror, then… he would definitely be killed!

In his panic, his eyes greild He didn’t hesitate and instead decided immediately to self-destruct his scales

A series of ru sound, one of his scales would explode and burst into a blood-red h his eyes, nose, ears, andin vitality, and his speed quickly increased

He was using everything he had at thislike a madman, but it was of no use!

If one were to look from an elevated spot, one would see clearly that this part of the underground world had completely transformed It had becoround a side of the mirror, but the entire world had become a side of the same mirror Both the sky and the earth were faces of the mirror, and the distance between the sky and the earth was the thickness of thesquare-faced cultivator was racing inside theto escape That hy, no et out Because he was already trapped… inside theBaole could wield, the incomplete powers of the Dark Artifact After he branded his Artifact Spirits and fused it with his array formation, it transformed the world into aBaole had practiced painting Corpse Faces on in his Dark Dreaht hand and pointed towards the abyss A black light shot out froer and seemed to pierce the abyss It landed on the ht stroke!

It was like his Dark Dream, when he had drawn the faces that the souls would have in their next lives The brush stroke landed on the square-faced cultivator, causing him to shudder and his eyes to widen He felt an invisible yet immense power, one that seemed to represent fate and the laws of this heaven and earth, descend upon hiht back

With a sudden ruust of wind pass hione as well!

“Senior, please, spare my life Please, listen to me I can explain…” The man let loose a terrified cry He was filled with terror, and now his vision was black Everything that was happening made him instinctively feel that this was an attack from some indescribable presence within the Dark Artifact, so he hurriedly begged for his life

However, no matter how hard he cried for mercy, it couldn’t stop the descent of this incredible poang Baole drew another experienced stroke The man’s nose, his ears, even his mouth, vanished instantly His voice was silenced, and only his body re violently

At the saony surfaced in theBaole drew his third stroke He couldn’t shout He could only remain silent as his body was pulled by an i what had been thin and weak into a fat and rotund body!

This was indeed the case wang Baole had mastered the Corpse Face Mystic Art With a few strokes, he had changed the appearance of the man completely His body was like a mountain of flesh, and his face was blank with no facial features—it was like a blank board

However, a set of chubby features appeared on this blank board as wang Baole continued to paint As they surfaced, the ain He could finally see as going on around him

The man soon knew that his pain had just started, with the end nowhere in sight He heard a dissatisfied snort Then, his features iped clean again He was given another look

wang Baole remained dissatisfied He felt that he had drawn the man too handsome With a wave of his hand, he continued to wipe the man’s face clean and paint anew It took a few rounds, and theindescribable pain every ti In his weakness, bewilderment and despair shone in his eyes