Chapter 591: Mysterious Child! Replica Divine Artifact Kunlun Mirror Fragment! Who Exactly Are You?!

Everything seemed to move backward, as if trying to restore the city to the state it was in when they first entered.

Even the consciousness of the cultivators within the city was somewhat blurred. It was as if a powerful force was forcibly reversing time, dragging them helplessly in the torrent.

A few top-tier cultivators, relying on the strength of their mighty primordial spirits, sensed this change and were utterly shocked. What exactly was going on in Shituo City?

Among them was Minghe, who possessed her family’s inherited techniques. But she was completely unable to influence the situation. She could only watch herself drift along in this constantly reversing scene.

At this moment, the only being in Shituo City unaffected by this phenomenon was that golden-armored divine figure.

The golden armor exuded the aura of the Dao, and the pure yang divine path power it carried was immensely heavy. It truly was like a deity from the Celestial Court descending to the mortal world, utterly impervious to the chaos of the human realm.

Li Yanchuinitially looked at the ever-changing Shituo Mountain beneath his feet, which shifted like a tide.

He keenly noticed that the deceased Green Lion Crown Prince had reappeared. And even the demons that he had slain in Shituo City were back.

Could it be a reversal of time?!

The thought flashed through Li Yan’s mind. He took a deep breath, somewhat astonished.

However, he was not skilled in schemes or plotting; what he excelled at was simple and straightforward.

The golden mace fell heavily.

Boom!

This time it was heavier than ever before. The ever-reversing, water-like scene abruptly came to a halt. Everyone was frozen within it!

Li Yan’s expression remained unchanged. Activating the Deity Summoning Art also indirectly amplified the power of the Spirit Officer Summoning Talisman.

In the void, the heavy divine power of the Spirit Officer Wang kept descending relentlessly.

A dense, radiant divine light appeared around Li Yanchu. It was majestic and awe-inspiring, as if the very leader of the five hundred Spirit Officers had descended to the mortal world.

His eyes turned a pale golden color, and as the golden mace in his hand fell, it seemed like a pillar holding up heaven and earth.

Boom!

Everything around him became illusory and shattered, like countless broken mirrors reflecting fragments of the scene.

When the cultivators who had entered Shituo City regained their clarity, they were shocked to discover that there was no sign of a resurrected Shituo City at all. All along, they had been wandering within the ruins of Shituo City. The city that had suddenly come to life seemed to vanish once more.

Above the sky, a child sat cross-legged, immense, divine, and coldly detached. A golden crown hovered above his head, golden feathers fanning out behind him. He appeared to be only seven or eight years old, yet seemed to be in deep meditation.

An ancient, simple mirror floated before him, but now it had cracks.

That aura!?

The divine child slowly opened his eyes. Seeing the mirror broken and shattered, his face twisted with anger, and pain and frustration surged in his heart.

He glared coldly at the golden-armored divine being.

“Mortal cultivator, how dare you touch my formation.” His voice rolled like thunder across the heavens.

Li Yanchu looked at the child without fear.

He withdrew his Heaven-Earth Titan Form, transforming into a six-meter-tall golden-armored divine being, and approached the child, giving him a single glance.

He didn’t care what kind of ancient monster or forbidden existence this was.

If you try to cause trouble, first I’ll smash you up, then talk.

The child had not expected Li Yanchu to act without hesitation. Yet although he possessed supreme divine ability, he was not comparable to Green Lion Crown Prince, who had just attained Yang Spirit Realm within Shituo City. He merely looked up at Li Yanchu once.

In that instant, the golden mace in Li Yanchu’s hand could not descend. The immense, mountain-weighted divine power was frozen in place by a single gaze from the child.

The child’s strength was nearly comparable to the old incarnation of Jia Chuanfang. Only now, Li Yanchu was even stronger than when he had faced Jia Chuanfang’s former self in a magical duel.

With Spirit Officer Wang’s divine power descending from the radiant void, Li Yanchu broke free from the child’s control.

A golden mace swept horizontally across the void. Yet the child still did not move, simply casting another gaze at Li Yanchu.

An invisible taboo instantly bound him once more. But this time, Li Yanchu, relying on divine authority, quickly broke through the restraint.

With a mighty crash, he smashed forward again.

Shriek.

A sound pierced the air like gold splitting stone. Behind the child, the shadow of a Golden-Winged Roc emerged, forcibly blocking the golden mace in Li Yanchu’s hand.

This scene made Li Yanchu and the cultivators in the city wonder, could this child

actually be the Golden-Winged Roc itself

?!

Though suspicion lingered, Li Yanchu did not hesitate. His figure darted directly behind the child.

Daoist art: Godspeed.

The golden mace slammed down.

The weapon in his hand, a hundred-thousand-merit-points Jiaoslayer manifested as a golden mace, was not only heavy but utterly unstoppable in its sharpness.

Yet the child was protected by the shadow of the Golden-Winged Roc. Even after several consecutive strikes, Li Yanchu could not breach the child’s defense.

The child’s anger surged, and he was about to activate his divine ability.

At that moment, the ancient, simple mirror suddenly shattered before it gradually dispersed into the void.

A look of regret crossed the child’s face. Though this treasured artifact was only a replica of the Kunlun Mirror, it remained a powerful treasure, retaining a fragment of Kunlun Mirror’s divine power. To see it shattered was truly painful.

From the broken Kunlun Mirror[1] replica, a ray of divine light shot upward; it was a shard which carried the remaining divine power of the Kunlun Mirror.

A smile appeared in the child’s eyes. As long as this divine power remained, he could expend effort to recreate another replica of the Kunlun Mirror.

He reached out to seize it, and the scattering golden light suddenly flew into his hand. The shard was about to appear in the child’s grasp when...

Swoosh!

A beam of divine light from the Radiant Gem Ruler struck, knocking the shard down.

Li Yanchu used Telekinetic Retrieval, catching the shard in his hand.

The child’s fury erupted.

“A mere mortal dares covet my treasure.”

He spread his hands, and a colossal claw as sharp as a divine blade shot toward Li Yanchu.

It was the claw of the Golden-Winged Roc. Since the enemy always desired the best treasures, Li Yanchu had no intention of giving it back.

Seeing the colossal claw strike, Li Yanchu did not flinch in the slightest.

From the golden-armored divine being erupted dazzling golden light, forming a breathtaking spectacle.

The golden radiance in his eyes thickened, almost solidifying, and a reflection of the overwhelming divine power surged through him.

Boom!

The golden mace collided with the colossal claw, erupting a blinding flash of divine light. Like a miniature sun, it was impossible to look at directly.

The entire sky above Shituo City was bathed in golden brilliance.

Li Yanchu’s figure did not move at all; relying on his immense physical strength and divine power, he held the colossal claw in place.

Even the child’s eyes widened in astonishment. A mere mortal had actually blocked his attack and, under his very gaze, stolen a fragment of the Kunlun Mirror replica?!

The shadow of the Golden-Winged Roc behind the child flapped its wings, generating a massive divine wind. This divine wind could instantly tear any cultivator’s body to pieces.

Even someone with a body as strong as Li Yanchu’s would be unable to maintain their stance in such a gale. The child was confident of this.

Yet Li Yanchu’s figure remained completely unmoved. He then stepped forward, closing the distance and appearing directly in front of the child.

“A mere mortal?” Li Yanchu let out a cold, mocking smile.

Divine power erupted in an instant.

Boom!

He struck, sending the child hurtling through the air.

The child’s figure streaked across the void so fast that the surrounding air seemed to ignite. It was a testament to the sheer strength Li Yanchu had just unleashed.

The child’s eyes widened in shock. He looked at this young man in disbelief.

“Who... are you?!” the child asked in a deep, serious voice.

Li Yanchu had more than earned the right to be asked for his name.

But though the child’s aura was impressive, Li Yanchu had no intention of giving him face.

“I am your father,” Li Yanchu shouted coldly, and in the child’s murderous gaze, he vanished without a trace.

1. The Kunlun or Kunlun Shan is a mountain or mountain range in Chinese mythology, an important symbol representing the axis mundi and divinity. ☜