Lu Li was not terrified, of course. He was not so stupid that he would stand there and wait for his death, wasting Ming Yu, Yu Huashen and Han Family's sacrifice.
Neither was he giving up just because he knew he could not run. He was not a quitter. He would try to fight back at the most desperate times.
Actually, he had been standing here… to fight to the bitter end.
He seemed to be inspired by seeing Song He's Body Art of producing so many phantoms. He had tried to learn the Image Profound Meaning for some time now and he had made some achievements, but there were still key points that he could not figure out.
Maybe the critical time of life and death had inspired him, or maybe it was Song He's Body Art that enlightened him. Lu Li seemed to have tumbled to the final fact, like he could finally see the mountain through the thick fog.
He made up his mind that he wanted to work with all his might to learn the Mirror Image Profound Meaning and see if he could finally master it.
