Jiang Wan's movements were too fast, giving no time for others to react.
By the time everyone realized what had happened, Jiang Yi's head had already separated from her neck.
Blood spurted everywhere, quickly soaking the ground, forming a large, shocking bloodstain.
Ran Qingchen stood petrified, as if she had turned to stone.
Only Jiang Shouzhong understood the purpose behind Jiang Yi's actions, cursing the crazy woman under his breath, quickly pulling the flying sword from the Asura Bone in the copper lantern, and stabbing it into Ran Qingchen's calf.
The pain jolted Ran Qingchen awake, and she instinctively kicked Jiang Shouzhong away.
She looked down at the blood seeping from her calf, her gaze slowly rising to Jiang Yi's corpse, a flash of realization in her eyes: "The Mirror World, I should have thought of it, I've been deluded..."
She suddenly punched the sky.
The tranquil sky rippled like water, transforming into an immense, boundless mirror.
