Nie Xiaoqian suddenly realized, but then asked in confusion, "The Mirror of Retribution only reveals the true form of evil people, so why is this ugly ghost taking it out?"
"Hahaha...you bunch of ignorant fools, you only know one side of the story and not the other!"
"This Mirror of Karma has already been refined by me and has become an unparalleled magic weapon!"
"I will show you the power of the Mirror of Retribution!"
The Painted Skin Demon King burst into triumphant laughter.
He lightly touched the ground with both feet, leaped into the air, and flew to the front of the Mirror of Retribution.
Immediately, a reflection of the Painted Skin Demon King appeared in the huge bronze mirror.
But then, something amazing happened.
Suddenly, the image of the Painted Skin Demon King in the bronze mirror stepped out of the mirror and transformed into two Painted Skin Demon Kings.
That wasn't the end of it; two more reflections of the Painted Skin Demon King appeared in the bronze mirror.
The next moment, the two mirror images also stepped out of the bronze mirror and turned into four painted-skin demon kings.
This was repeated several times.
Soon, one hundred and twenty-eight painted-skin demon kings appeared, densely packed, filling the square in front of King Qin Guang's palace.
"This...this is unbelievable!"
Yan Chixia was dumbfounded. He had never seen such a magical artifact before, which completely overturned his worldview.
If it could be replicated indefinitely, wouldn't it be invincible?
However, judging from the current situation, this Mirror of Retribution cannot be replicated indefinitely.
Even so, it's still terrifying.
One Painted Skin Demon King was already difficult to deal with, but now there are suddenly 127 more Painted Skin Demon Kings!
How can this battle continue?
"Brother Li, what should we do? There are suddenly over a hundred ugly ghosts, how can we deal with them?"
"Yeah, this mirror can actually conjure up so many ugly ghosts, it's terrifying!"
"..."
Nie Xiaoqian and the other female ghosts were terrified, their faces pale and their bodies trembling.
Xiao Bai quickly walked to Li Yao's side, glanced at Nie Xiaoqian and the other female ghosts, and whispered, "Young master, should we...?"
"Need not!"
Li Yao interrupted Xiao Bai.
He understood what Xiaobai meant; Xiaobai wanted Li Yao to send Nie Xiaoqian and the other female ghosts into the space to temporarily avoid danger.
He didn't want too many people to know about his space.
He would not easily send Nie Xiaoqian and the others into the space unless absolutely necessary.
"Alright, you can rest assured and deal with this ugly ghost. I will definitely protect Xiaoqian and the others!"
Xiao Bai nodded slightly.
"Hehehe...Are you already frightened by me!"
The Painted Skin Demon King cackled wickedly, looking extremely smug.
Immediately, his face darkened, and he shouted, "Kill this brat for me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of painted-skin ghost kings behind him roared in unison and surged towards Li Yao, their aura extremely terrifying.
"Brother Li, I'm here to lend you a hand!"
Yan Chixia drew his Xuanyuan Divine Sword and prepared to charge forward.
Li Yao quickly stopped Yan Chixia, shook his head slightly, and chuckled softly, "Brother Yan, you don't need to make a move for now. Watch how I deal with these ugly ghosts!"
As he spoke, he calmly extended his right hand, the ring on his right hand facing the surging group of painted-skin demon kings.
The true form of the Painted Skin Demon King sneered, saying, "You dare use a mere ring to deal with..."
Unfortunately, he was only halfway through his sentence when something unexpected happened.
A dazzling white light flashed from the ring and shot towards a painted-skin ghost king.
Before the painted-skin demon king could react, he vanished into thin air.
The next moment, another white light shot towards a painted-skin ghost king.
Similarly, the painted-skin demon king also disappeared immediately.
A burst of white light shot out rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, all 127 of the Painted Skin Ghost Kings he had copied disappeared.
Chapter 437 The Battle of Zhulong Against the Ghosts (Revised)
"What...what's going on?"
The Painted Skin Demon King was stunned to see all of his more than one hundred clones created using the Mirror of Karma vanish into thin air.
What kind of magic is this?
It's unbelievable that so many clones could disappear into thin air right under his nose!
Most importantly, although these clones were copied through the Mirror of Retribution, they were all connected to his original body by soul.
In other words, even if these clones appear thousands of miles away, they can still communicate with him through their souls.
However, he can no longer sense any information transmitted by his clone.
In other words, these clones are either dead or trapped in a powerful barrier, unable to transmit information to him.
If it's the first scenario, then it can only mean that Li Yao's strength is terrifying, that he was able to kill more than a hundred of his clones in the blink of an eye!
This is not just ordinary horror, it's extreme horror!
If it's the second scenario, then it also shows that Li Yao's strength is unfathomable, as he was able to set up a powerful barrier to isolate his divine sense.
At this moment, the Painted Skin Demon King would never have imagined that his more than one hundred clones were suffering unspeakable torment in Li Yao's ring space.
Li Yao used the ring to send these clones directly into the Forgotten Lake in the space.
This Wangchuan Lake was created by Li Yao by absorbing a large amount of water from the Wangchuan River.
A group of clones of the Painted Skin Demon King were looking around at their surroundings with blank expressions.
A faint, blood-yellow mist enveloped the surroundings, within which many vengeful ghosts appeared and disappeared, each with a blue face and fangs, ferocious and violent, their howls and wails echoing around them.
These vengeful ghosts were originally the vengeful spirits and vengeful ghosts from the River of Oblivion.
They have lived in the River of Oblivion for countless years, and most of their consciousness has been eroded away by the river water, leaving only slaughter and resentment.
"What happened?"
Where are we?
"Why does this place seem to have the aura of the River of Oblivion?"
"..."
The group of the Painted Skin Demon King's clones were all stunned by this turn of events, and they couldn't help but scream.
Before they could figure out what was going on, a sudden change occurred.
Suddenly, from within the crimson mist, numerous blood claws lunged forward.
Sizzle, sizzle...
Numerous blood claws lashed out at the bodies of a group of the Painted Skin Demon King's clones, tearing off bloody flesh and limbs.
At the same time, more blood claws continued to extend, grabbing at a group of the Painted Skin Demon King's clones.
From the lake, from the mist, from the front, from behind, from above, from below, from all directions, the overwhelming blood claws made it impossible for the group of painted-skin demon king clones to defend themselves.
"hateful……"
The group of clones of the Painted Skin Demon King panicked and hurriedly tried to escape from the lake, but they were horrified to find that their bodies were incredibly heavy, as if they were frozen in the lake, and they could not fly at all.
They could only wave their hands and claws wildly, scratching at their surroundings without any rhyme or reason.
Despite the chaos, they managed to kill quite a few vengeful spirits.
However, there were simply too many of these ghostly claws. As soon as they killed one vengeful ghost, another would immediately follow and grab them.
Soon, these clones of the Painted Skin Demon King were unable to withstand the onslaught.
Numerous ghostly claws relentlessly clawed at their bodies, tearing their arms, chests, heads, and many other parts of their bodies to shreds, leaving them bloodied and mangled—a truly gruesome sight.
The stench of blood filled the air, making these vengeful ghosts even more excited and bloodthirsty, their eyes gleaming with greed as they frantically lunged at the Painted Skin Ghost King's clone.
There were even quite a few vengeful ghosts who opened their blood-red mouths and began to devour the painted skin ghost king's clone.
However, these clones of the Painted Skin Demon King are also incredibly strong. Despite being covered in wounds, they still possess formidable fighting power.
"Hmph, these brats think they can deal with us!"
The group of clones of the Painted Skin Demon King gradually calmed down and began to join forces to calmly deal with these omnipresent evil spirits.
Soon, many vengeful ghosts died under their combined powerful magic.
"Is that so? I'd like to see just how long you can hold out!"
Li Yao smiled gently.
His divine sense could perceive any situation in the space, and he knew everything about the actions of the group of painted-skin ghost kings.
I didn't expect these clones to be so powerful.
However, this is his territory, and he has a hundred ways to eliminate these clones.
He immediately used his divine sense to instantly bring Zhulong, who was located in the western mountainous region of the space, here.
Because he is the master of space, he can make anything in space appear anywhere in space at any time.
Zhulong, who was dozing off, suddenly found himself in another place, and his eyes widened in confusion.