Staring at the colorful mirror shards floating in the air, Feng Yuan snorted coldly, pulled out a pitch-black ancient book, and threw it forward, letting it flip through the air on its own as he quickly recited incantations.
Perhaps sensing the threat, a strange tentacle extended from the mirror, its slimy, octopus-like form wriggling. Compared to a normal octopus tentacle, this fat appendage not only differed in color, but was also embedded with numerous hemispherical protrusions along its highly elastic surface.
A deep purple base shimmered with a kaleidoscope of colors, making the tentacle appear incredibly eerie, while bronze-like hemispheres, resembling tumors, were embedded along it, rotating occasionally.
"Xiao Ji! Prepare to retreat! Fluffy Fire Wolfhound! Fall back to my side!"
After chanting the final incantation, Feng Yuan shouted orders. Liao Yu and Huo Feng, though unsure why Feng Yuan would issue such a command, instinctively had their beasts withdraw.
