Chapter 84 Three Water Mirrors Jiang Yu probably knew what the words "beginning" meant, but she still didn't take the whisper in her ear too seriously. Finally, she glanced at the corpse at her feet and continued to follow the bloodstain. The sun was blazing high in the sky, and the strong smell of blood followed the heat from the ground and rushed straight towards Jiang Yu. Every time Jiang Yu walked a distance, he would stop to look at the corpses on the roadside, and then continue walking forward. In her illusion, among the corpses lying on the roadside, in addition to the monks with cultivation and people from the demon world, there are also many ordinary people without spiritual power. All of them were determined to die and died miserably. Considering the situation when she heard the word "beginning", Jiang Yu snorted. If someone told her that this illusion had nothing to do with the way of heaven, she would swallow all the one hundred or eighty handkerchiefs in the storage necklace. Jiang Yu continued to move forward. Perhaps because she knew she was in an illusion, she was no longer as anxious as before. While observing her own inner demon world, she slowly walked forward along the bloodstains on the ground. She kept walking forward in the direction of the blood, and finally realized that she was at the battlefield when a feather arrow flew straight towards her face. She dodged the arrow by leaning sideways, but when she raised her eyes, the sky and the earth had changed color. Darkness enveloped the earth, and above the layers of black fog, there seemed to be a huge army. Jiang Yu looked carefully and saw the person in the front. He had a cold expression and looked down upon the world. He was wearing simple black clothes and no armor. However, Jiang Yu's intuition told her that even if he did not have any magic weapons, her sword energy might not be able to break through the simple black cloth on him. Under the black fog, it was dark and winds were blowing wildly. The stones that were blown up hit people's faces and almost cut their cheeks, but no one wondered why the world suddenly changed.
Above the black fog, the person that Jiang Yu had mentioned in her mind thousands of times seemed to notice her and cast a condescending glance down at her. Although they were clearly one above and one below, with a distance of more than a little, Jiang Yu still instantly felt the oppression from the evil demon that had been passed down by word of mouth and had brought great disasters to the Three Realms. "It's really Jing Mo." Someone outside the water mirror recognized the person above the black fog in the illusion and exclaimed, and many eyes gathered here. Someone shook his head slowly. They didn't expect that after twenty years of peace and quiet, they remembered Jing Mo's appearance again in the illusion of a little girl who was only in her twenties and had never even seen Jing Mo. "From my perspective, Miss Jiang's illusion—" an old man who had been silent for a long time spoke up, "It doesn't seem like she is just afraid of Jing Mo." His companions also smiled, not thinking too much about the illusion of a junior: "Yes, judging from her performance, at least so far, what she is afraid of seems to be the harm that Jing Mo will cause to the world." In the mental illusion of a young man who had just come down the mountain, there actually appeared the tragic situation of war and the sacrifice of ordinary people. Some people smiled and became more interested in the thin figure in the illusion who was looking up at Jing Mo. Song Lian was immediately startled and had to retract his attention which was scattered on the three water mirrors. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Song Hui beside him, whose expression did not change. Of course, they could not imagine that Jiang Yu in the illusion had been almost "forced" to care about the world before this. She even had to list several reasons every day to convince herself to accept her predetermined fate. Watching this group of powerful men from the immortal sect, the best one was the unfathomable Song Hui, while the worst one had cultivation level of the twelfth level which was out of reach for the group of little disciples below. Everyone present here is a child of destiny, with outstanding talents since childhood and a place in the immortal world. No one would have thought that the savior sent by heaven would be a girl with only fifth-level cultivation. Moreover, at this moment, compared to observing what appears in Jiang Yu's water mirror, some of her other things seem to be quite eye-catching. "I didn't expect that." Su Jie, who appeared out of nowhere, stood behind Song Hui, "I can actually see my junior sister in three water mirrors at the same time." (End of this chapter)