On the real-time monitoring screen, Xin Jie and the others saw a large area of filamentary signal interference. The image was very blurry, and it seemed to be spinning. Ding Meng seemed to have been knocked back.
In fact, their guess was right. The explosion was extremely powerful. Ding Meng was knocked back more than ten meters, and the mirror image was in the same situation. However, the light on the mirror image was much dimmer.
"What's going on?" Little Rascal was puzzled. "Didn't they say there were more than seventy floors in this underground world?
Why is there such a powerful thing on the tenth floor? "
Xiao Ai's tone became serious. "Pay attention. His battle index is still rising."
Ding Meng also noticed it. The mirror image's light only dimmed for a second or two before returning to normal. This time, the aura it emitted was even stronger.
Xiao Ai said, "He actually broke through 100 million in an instant. He's an elementary Combat Monarch."
Ding Meng began to operate the ninth origin, and the fluctuations grew stronger.
The mirror image's hands grabbed at the air. This time, two identical sabers miraculously condensed into form. The mirror image raised its hands and threw the two sabers in the same way. The sabers of light whistled and spun in the air, leaving behind afterimages of light. They were like two balls of light.
This scene could not be seen by Xin Jie and the others because everything was white.
Ding Meng did not move. This was because two orange sabers suddenly appeared in the air. He had already unleashed the Blazing Sun Battle Pattern.
"Boom! Boom!" Another two loud sounds rang out.
The four sabers collided, causing the gaseous flames in the surroundings to burst out rapidly. A spherical vacuum was created in the area of impact.
In the vacuum, Ding Meng leaped into the air like a fish leaping through the dragon's gate. His hand saber drew a beautiful arc in the air, aiming straight for the mirror image's temple. I don't care if you're a human or light. If you have the guts, try taking it head-on.
The mirror image's reaction was not slow either. It actually dared to take the attack head-on. It pushed its palms to the side, but unfortunately, it could not push it away.
With a muffled bang, Ding Meng directly cut off both of his wrists. His hand chopped down on his temples like a warhammer, and the mirror image immediately fell down.
Of course, it was impossible for Ding Meng to let him fall to the ground. The moment his karate chop hit, he used a spinning kick. This was the most standard spinning kick from Qu Xiaoqing's Nine Forms of Sparrow Strike.
The power of this kick was no small matter. The mirror image's chest seemed to have been swept out of shape, and its whole body was kicked away on the spot. Its back hit something in the thick fog, and then it fell to the ground, motionless.
Everyone in the command center was dumbfounded. Although they could not sense the scene, the data reflected by their low-light glasses would not lie. Ding Meng's current Origin Ability Index was 200 million points, which was close to that of an intermediate Battle-Monarch.
Using the God Wars Starfield's ranking system, Ding Meng was now a second-stage Martial Sage. A Martial Sage was a supreme existence in the God Wars Starfield. A few big shots had cultivated for hundreds of years before breaking through to Martial Sage. Ding Meng, who was not even 30 years old, was already a Martial Sage. This was not as simple as simply defying the heavens; it was simply like an immortal.
Kadiga could not help but turn his head to look at Lu Qing, who had a dazed expression on her face. He finally understood why this beauty, who could captivate all living beings in the Alliance, was so obsessed with Ding Meng. If one did not know Ding Meng's true strength, Ding Meng was the kind of person who would not have anything to do with Lu Qing. No matter how one looked at it, these two people did not match.
But now, even Kadiga was a little envious of Lu Qing. If Lu Qing really became Ding Meng's woman, it would be simply amazing.
While he was still imagining things, the scene changed again. The mirror image, which had clearly been beaten up by Ding Meng, actually stood up again. It casually waved its arms, and the broken wrists were actually as good as new. Then, it twisted its body, and the deformed chest also returned to normal.
Ding Meng was also a little dumbfounded. Damn, this can't be, right? It can be restored like this?
He saw the mirror image floating in the middle of the quenching pool. Its entire body was shining faintly, as if it was absorbing the energy in the quenching pool.
Xiao Ai was also shocked. "His Battle Ability Index is still increasing rapidly. It has already broken through 300 million points."
What kind of immortal mirror image was this?
It was so strong that it was frightening.
This time, the mirror image did not summon its saber. Instead, it suddenly squatted down and got down on one knee. It opened its arms wide and raised them in front of it. A fierce wave of energy surged out. This was the most standard and most primitive form of releasing source power. Actually, Ding Meng also liked to use this move.
This attack was the simplest and most violent. If it could not block it, it would be destroyed instantly. If it could block it, it would not be able to withstand the impact for a long time. It was like a leaf being swept away by a flood.
This forced Ding Meng to use the first nine points to the limit. Similarly, he pushed his palms forward and released source power. The two waves of energy violently collided with each other.
The real-time image was cut off with a "whoosh". It was filled with bits and pieces of interference signals.
At the same time, Fang Ming's voice rang out in the public comms channel. "What's going on? There's a very strong wave coming from underground very close to us. Which team is fighting with whom?"
He was not the only one who could sense a battle between Battle Monarchs. Even Bai Jinlai was alarmed. "It should be about 820 kilometers away from us. This aura is very strong …"
Sheng Tianfeng's voice rang out as well. "Does the command center know what's going on?"
Xin Jie definitely did not know either. At this moment, Ding Meng and his mirror image were competing with each other for source power. This scene was a bit like two martial arts experts competing with their internal strength. Both of them were trapped in the current and could not move at all. Whoever could not withstand it first would be swept away or even smashed to pieces.
In this kind of fierce battle, Ding Meng's low-light glasses, the communicator in his ear, and the wristwatch on his wrist had all been melted to ashes. It would be strange if he could still contact the command center.
The mirror image's Origin Energy Index continued to rise. It started at 300 million and rose by 10 million every ten seconds on average. It did not seem like it would stop at all. Ding Meng only felt his raised arms gradually become heavier. This was the other party's current gradually increasing. He estimated that he could only hold on for one or two more minutes at most before he could no longer hold on.
You can go to hell for me!
Ding Meng did not care about anything else. He quickly activated his tenth Origin, and the Origin Energy in his palm swallowed up the other party's current, drowning the mirror image in an instant.
This time, Ding Meng did not dare to be careless. The orange Origin Energy surged forward for a full minute before stopping. He was confident that the mirror image would definitely be smashed to smithereens. Even a spaceship would be smashed to smithereens under this kind of attack, let alone a small mirror image like this.
Sure enough, after a minute, everything returned to normal. The mirror image seemed to have disappeared without a trace.
"No, it's still there!" Little Rascal said in a low voice.
Ding Meng spread out his telekinesis vision and discovered that the mirror image above the quenching pool was indeed no longer there. However, that ball of white energy had appeared once again. The mirror image had simply been beaten back to its original form.
The white light once again turned into a spiral of stars, which slowly expanded and turned back into light … It seemed that the mirror image of Mou Xing was being restored.
"This motherf * cker …" Ding Meng couldn't help but curse. Wasn't this energy a little too abnormal?
Little Rascal decisively issued an order. "Use your Divine Light weapon and destroy it in one go. If you can't, absorb it."
"Clang!" The Divine Light Gauntlet left Ding Meng's wrist and flew into the air, transforming into a shining white sword of light. Then, with a "Xiu!", it wrapped itself around Ding Meng's arm, turning Ding Meng's entire arm into an arm of light.
The destructive power of this weapon was extraordinarily ferocious. It didn't matter what kind of lifeform or energy form you were in, they would all be taken away.
Xiao Ai said in a low voice, "Pay attention. His combat index has broken through eight hundred million. He's now neck and neck with you."
Ding Meng nodded. This time, he decided not to play around with this mirror image. He would take it out with a single attack.
Just as Ding Meng was about to take the initiative to attack, the mirror image that had already taken form suddenly spoke in human language. "You actually have a Divine Light weapon. Are you a Mou Xing cultivator?"
Ding Meng was stunned. "You … what exactly are you?"
The mirror image said, "I am the Ifrit Guardian."
Ding Meng frowned. What was a Guardian?
There was no record of this in Xiao Ai's database.
At this moment, Little Rascal suddenly left Ding Meng's body and appeared in the cavern in the form of light.
The Guardian exclaimed in surprise, "You really are a Mou Xing cultivator!"
Little Rascal asked sternly, "Let me ask you, where did your pearl origin come from?"
The Guardian was also stunned. "What pearl? What origin?"
Little Rascal said, "It's the energy you used to restore yourself. This energy has already weakened a lot."
The Guardian was shocked. "How did you know?"
Little Rascal suddenly waved his hand, and a white light was drawn out from the Guardian's body. The tiny bit of energy flew directly into Little Rascal's hand, then disappeared into his palm.
The Guardian's appearance immediately changed from a pure white Mou Xing general to a fiery red stone giant.
The caretaker was shocked. "How did you do it?"
Little Rascal snorted disdainfully. "This is something that belongs to me in the first place. It's easy for me to take it back."
The Guardian suddenly knelt on one knee and respectfully said to Little Rascal, "My master ordered me to guard the entrance and wait for the Mou Xing cultivator. Once I see the real Mou Xing cultivator, I am to let him pass."
Little Rascal said, "How long have you been guarding here?"
The Guardian said, "This year is the 58th year."
Little Rascal said, "Where is your master?"
The Guardian said, "He's still down there. If my lord wishes to go, please take a look at this."
As soon as he finished speaking, many tiny flames suddenly appeared in front of him. They looked like red threads that formed a huge map of the underground maze. The map was displayed for only five seconds before the flames burned out and the map disappeared without a trace.
However, with Ding Meng's memory, he instantly memorized the map and found many problems with it.
Ding Meng frowned. "Why are there so many twists and turns?"
The Guardian replied, "The Flame Tribe is also divided into tribes. Our tribe can only go down this way. If you recklessly enter another tribe's quenching pool, I'm afraid it will be disadvantageous to you."
Little Rascal said, "Is your master at the bottom?"
The Guardian said, "I'm not sure. However, my master said that if the Mou Xing cultivator came, he would naturally be able to find him."
Little Rascal said, "Your master is that confident?"
The Guardian said, "My master also said that with the Mou Xing cultivator's strength, it will be very easy to find him."
In other words, Ding Meng's strength was not enough. If even the Guardian was so strong, then their master was definitely an even stronger existence. However, since they were already here, they had to go deeper.
Ding Meng nodded. "Let's go down!"