The Xuanyuan Mirror emerges, a desolate roar resounds.
A figure burst out from the mirror, an infinite and vast palm strike directly attacking Mo Shouhe from behind with overwhelming momentum.
"Xuanyuan Ya!!!" The colossal demon beast on the ground let out an incredulous cry, its massive body seemed to tremble.
Mo Shouhe was equally shocked, never expecting Xuanyuan Ya to still be alive and even hidden within the Xuanyuan Mirror.
At this moment, Mo Shouhe was caught in a dilemma; he could either exert all his strength to stop Hou Yi's final arrow or turn to deal with the fierce assault from Xuanyuan Ya, with no other options.
Without the slightest hesitation, Mo Shouhe chose to intercept Hou Yi's last arrow, ignoring the overwhelming palm strike coming aggressively from Xuanyuan Ya.
