"Ahhhh!"
Incredibly tragic and piercing screams capable of rendering people unconscious echoed within the villa.
With one hit, Tang Luo's palm strike shattered the four human figures that hadn't fully manifested yet.
They broke into countless fragments and rained down on the floor. The fragments seemed like flesh and blood, yet they were as sharp as mirror shards and left several scratches on the floor.
Tang Luo's upward impetus carried on, and he grabbed the mirror, yanking it down.
The mirror vibrated continuously and struggled in Tang Luo's grip.
Fluxes of Yin energy burst from the mirror and invaded Tang Luo's body.
His fingers closed together forcefully.
Cracks appeared on the mirror surface, and the shrill shrieking became even more piercing. Yet it echoed only inside the villa, coming across as incredibly strange.
