The Spiritual Light Treasure Mirror in his hands was fiercely thrown towards Feng Yueya!
If he couldn't have it, then no one else should think of having it!
"Clang—" The Black Iron Sword struck the Spiritual Light Treasure Mirror, shattering the mirror's surface and bursting forth with intense light.
Tiny, shining fragments scattered like brilliant diamonds, cascading down to the ground like flowing water.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and Feng Yueya simply had no time to react...
She stood there, stunned, feeling as if a hole had been torn in her heart, aching intensely.
The Spiritual Light Treasure Mirror was broken, gone...
The hope for Yun Shangyuan to awaken was also gone...
A wave of despair washed over Feng Yueya, a conglomerate of stifled emotions trapped in her chest, extremely uncomfortable.
A murderous aura emerged suddenly, like a volcano on the verge of eruption, its force overwhelming.
