In the sky, three meteors fell in a "品" shape, trailing white tails like fireworks, hurtling towards Ni Mu.
By Ni Mu's side, seven or eight giant butterflies, each half the height of a man, were flapping their wings, and the fine dust fell like fragments, swirling in the wind that sealed off Ni Mu's retreat and pressed straight towards his face.
Faced with the predicament, Ni Mu appeared calm as still water, not overly flustered.
His fingers moved swiftly through the air, and the Bronze Treasure Mirror floating next to him spun, instantly emitting over a dozen beams of blue light, aiming at the meteors and the enveloping winds.
After coming in contact with the blue light, the meteors and the winds rapidly diminished, quickly shrinking to a quarter or fifth of their original size, and the once-frightening dust and light now became faint and dim.
