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In a quiet forest, Xiaotian and Shifang and their team sat around the campfire, discussing the recent slaying of a low-level Necromancer. The small octagonal mirror in their hands became the topic of their conversation, with some people half-believingly discussing its ability to reveal supernatural beings, joking that it only worked on low-level monsters.
Someone in the team suggested testing the mirror's effectiveness, so they took turns looking at themselves in it, laughing and not noticing anything unusual. Suddenly, an unusual sound came from the trees near the campfire, and a chilling presence quickly approached.
Xiaotian tightly held the gossip mirror in his hand, vigilantly looking towards the source of the sound, while Shifang drew her long sword, on guard. The other members of the team also took their positions, preparing for battle.
Suddenly, a tall Necromancer emerged from the shadows, not the familiar low-level Necromancer, but a mid-level Necromancer with stronger power and cunning attack methods.
A swift battle erupted as Xiaotian and Shifang took the lead in confronting the Necromancer. Xiaotian brandished his long sword, unleashing the "Wind Sweeping Clouds" technique, with sword winds resembling a raging tornado, sweeping towards the Necromancer. Shifang, on the other hand, used her "Meteor Shower" move, with countless sword energies densely shooting towards the Necromancer.
Unwilling to show weakness, the Necromancer swung its massive claws in retaliation, releasing the "Black Mist Strangulation," attempting to crush all life force within the battle area. In the intense and tense confrontation, both sides exchanged deadly moves.
The battle entered a white-hot stage, and Xiaotian and Shifang discovered that although the Necromancer was powerful, its movements were slightly slowed under the reflection of the gossip mirror, apparently affected by the mirror. Xiaotian took the opportunity to shout loudly and used the "Thunderous Judgment" technique, with lightning swirling around the tip of his sword, fiercely stabbing towards the Necromancer.
Shifang also did not fall behind, gathering all her strength to perform the "Frozen Peak" and firmly trapping the Necromancer in ice. Under the dual impact of lightning and frost, the Necromancer finally could not resist and collapsed with a tragic scream.
After the war, everyone in the team was amazed by the power of the Small Eight Mirror. It turned out that this mirror could not only reflect the true form of the demon, but also weaken the demon's power to some extent.
Xiaotian and Shifang realized that this battle was not only a test of their martial arts, but also a challenge to their mental strength and teamwork. The clever use of the Small Eight Mirror made them admire Yunyi's wisdom and leadership even more, while also deepening their belief in the mission of the Cloud Alliance.
In another dense forest, a team dispatched by Cloud Alliance is carrying out a mission.
This team is composed of more than ten members. Like Xiaotian and Shifang's team, they have just received the Little Eight Gossip Mirror, and they still have doubts about the true value of this item. The atmosphere within the team is relaxed, and everyone is full of confidence about the upcoming mission.
One of the members, named Liu Qingshan, is quiet and reserved. When other team members jokingly asked him to use the Little Eight Gossip Mirror, he just smiled faintly, seemingly indifferent.
A cheerful disciple of the Cloud Alliance playfully waved to Liu Qingshan and said, "Brother Liu, come take a look in the mirror, don't be so boring!"
Liu Qingshan walked over helplessly, took the mirror, and looked expressionlessly. But when the distorted image in the mirror turned into the face of the Necromancer, it revealed the true nature of the Necromancer. This sudden revelation shocked everyone.
Suddenly, the whole atmosphere froze in an instant.
Liu Qingshan's smile gradually turned sinister, and he said in a gloomy tone, "Oh dear, we've been found out, so there's no choice. The original plan was to act after the mission was completed and then kill you, but now it seems we have to do it ahead of schedule."
When the team members had not yet reacted, Liu Qingshan quickly launched an attack. His power was unleashed in the exposure of the mirror, revealing the truly terrifying strength of the Necromancer.
The battle quickly and brutally unfolded, with Liu Qingshan swiftly pouncing on the members of the team like a cheetah, and each attack was extremely deadly.
The members of the team, although resisting with all their might, appeared powerless in the face of this sudden betrayal and the formidable power of the Necromancer.
Liu Qingshan brandished his minions, unleashing "Vanishing Shadows," each strike carrying the chill of death, knocking down the team members one by one. His movements were eerie, his attacks fierce, and the team members found it difficult to track his trajectory, unable to react before being swiftly eliminated.
The warriors in the team fought bravely against Liu Qingshan, but their moves seemed powerless against the Necromancer. Liu Qingshan's Necromancer powers appeared even stronger in the night, as if he was enjoying the thrill of the slaughter.
In the end, the team was completely wiped out by Liu Qingshan's Necromancer powers, leaving only the silence of the forest and scattered broken mirrors reflecting the cold moonlight and corpses.
After the brutal massacre in the forest, Liu Qingshan quietly resumed his human appearance, with a cold smile on his face. He held the blood-stained hand mirror in his hand, gazing at it with a hint of contemplation in his eyes.
"This mirror not only reveals true selves, but also has the ability to suppress the power of the Necromancer. It's really a troublesome thing," Liu Qingshan muttered to himself, his voice carrying an imperceptible fear.
He quickly checked around to ensure there were no survivors or lurking witnesses, then swiftly disappeared into the darkness of the dense forest, preparing to report the failure and the mysterious power of the gossip mirror to Min Len.
Liu Qingshan returned to the underground palace of underground, where Min Len was sitting on the throne, her eyes shining with inquisitive light.
"Report to the master, the Cloud Alliance has begun using a mirror that can reveal the true form of the Necromancer, and this mirror seems to be able to suppress our powers," Liu Qingshan knelt and reported the details of the situation and his findings to Min Len.
Min Len's eyes narrowed slightly as she took the blood-stained small mirror, and after a moment of contemplation, she said, "This looks like the artifact of the Xuantian Emperor. I didn't expect Yunyi to have such a treasure hidden. However, this also exposes their ignorance and panic."
She lightly touched the mirror's surface and sneered, "In that case, don't blame us for revealing our cards early. Further utilize the people infiltrating Cloud Alliance to cause trouble, confuse the situation, and create even greater panic and chaos in The world of owls. Liu Qingshan, your mission is not over yet. You need to return to Cloud Alliance and continue our plan."
Liu Qingshan nodded, a hint of cunning in his eyes. He knew that even in the face of the formidable methods of the Cloud Alliance, they still had a chance to overturn the situation.
Min Len suddenly remembered something: "Liu Qingshan, go change your appearance and then come back. We have plenty of skins of Cloud Alliance disciples. The skins of cultivators can better conceal their identities than those of ordinary people, not to mention the use of suppressing and concealing demonic energy."
Liu Qingshan was ordered by Min Len to enter a hidden secret chamber.
There, various types of human skin were piled up, each one belonging to a deceased disciple of the Cloud Alliance. After special treatment, the skins retained their original features and contained the spiritual energy of cultivation, allowing them to perfectly conceal the identity of a Necromancer.
He chose a mask that matched his identity but was not too conspicuous. This was the face of a mid-level disciple of the Cloud Alliance, possessing the cultivation of the Golden Core stage, enough to allow him to move freely within the Cloud Alliance without attracting attention.
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