Dual Sword God

Chapter 367 The Death Brigade

At the summits of the skies, a fierce battle had unfolded between a ferocious legion of the Death Brigade and Feng Yu's party. Dai Lin and the others had their attention fully locked on the battle. In an instant, light rays showered across the clouds, shrouding arrows fired by some of the Death Brigade bandits.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, the first person to respond to the attackers was He Xiu. She clasped her palms together, causing her white aura to erupt as strands of thin threads emerged from her body. Her eyes shone in an icy light as her lips parted and spoke, "Sea of Threads!"

A pile of threads spread out everywhere from her body, hindering most of the arrows hurling towards them. In fact, those who wielded blades had cut out a variety of blade qi attacks, but even their sharp energies found it challenging to cut through the strings.

The resulting scene caused a few of the bandits to look surprised, but as if it wasn't new to them, they only continued their attacks.

"This is the unique ability of the Thread Weaving Clan, don't get entangled with it and eliminate that girl!" The Death Brigade Leader commanded with fierce eyes that glared at He Xiu. He decided that she must be the first to perish in his head.

"Yes, leader!"

The elites among the bandits quickly responded to his command. They maneuvered their Desert Eagles with skillful actions, narrowly avoiding the spiderweb-like threads.

He Xiu frowned at this, she wanted to perform another move, but before she could act, the others had already made a counterattack.

"Mirror World..." Miren Fei's voice sounded.

It was a sound that seemed almost soothing as if it could charm the soul of any who heard it. A few bandits noticed it the instant it occurred, but sadly, they could change nothing.

Instantly, those affected had awoken in a word of jade, a space of nothingness with an irregularly refractive surface below them. They looked around in confusion, but it didn't take long for their expressions to change entirely, turning into one of fear.

"It's a mental illusion! We must hurry and—!" A bandit was about to say something, but suddenly, Miren's Fei icy voice sounded through the world.

"May you find peace in anguish — Mirroring Soul Breaker."

Without warning, the surface below everyone's feet started to shine brilliantly, revealing itself to be a massive mirror. It shone in an odd light that entranced its captive's souls, soon after causing them to lose all signs of liveliness as their faces became one of dullness.

Back within the scene outside, the bandits who charged at He Xiu suddenly became stiff on the back of their mounts. The Desert Eagles cried out in surprise as they could sense the state of their masters. One after the other, they fell from their eagles, falling through the clouds as they descended into the sandy dunes below.

"Damn! What happened to them?" An unaffected bandit cursed out angrily. His body emanated the power of the peak Low-Level Early-Stage Warrior realm.

"I don't know the details, but it's likely a mental technique. Everyone be careful!" Another Early-Stage Warrior realm bandit said with stern eyes.

"Right!" The bandits replied as they rallied together and charged at the party that flew onward.

"Useless, must I do everything myself?" The Death Brigade Leader said as he glared at Feng Yu's party. Suddenly, his body erupted with his dense Peak High-Level Warrior realm cultivation base. Sensing his intent, his Desert Eagle cried out savagely as it flapped its wings, soaring towards the carpet. He was moments from arriving, but paused as he sensed a danger in his surroundings.