Chapter 112: The First Appearance of a Magic Treasure — Sunflame Mirror 1
"You arrogant junior! Let me discipline you on behalf of your elders!"
The city lord's dignified face turned as dark as water. This was the first time a junior had dared to show off right in front of him.
As the lord of a city, he naturally felt his authority had been challenged.
"Heh! Come on! Let me see what the lord of Luoying City is capable of!"
Zhou Han focused his gaze and clearly saw the opponent's attributes.
[Luoying City Lord]
Level: 95
HP: 1,500,000
Attack: 31,000
Defense: 32,000
Weapon: Shadow Rampage Blade
Equipment: Luoying Set
Accessory: Snow Sakura Earrings
Cultivation Technique: Aotian Blade Art
His HP had reached 1.5 million, and both attack and defense had exceeded 30,000—completely crushing Jiang Xiong.
"No wonder he doesn't take me seriously even after knowing I defeated Jiang Xiong."
"This is the confidence his strength gives him!"
Indeed, the Luoying City Lord's equipment and cultivation technique were extremely powerful.
Zhou Han's current attack power was less than 15,000. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't be able to break the opponent's defense.
Although he had equipment that could ignore defense, it only triggered by chance—it wasn't guaranteed.
So this battle would be somewhat difficult, but Zhou Han wasn't afraid. Instead, he felt eager to fight.
This was his first time facing such a powerful expert, and it excited him.
"Unyielding War Soul!"
"Falling Thunder Technique!"
Zhou Han activated Unyielding War Soul, boosting his attack and defense first.
Then he directly unleashed Falling Thunder Technique, bombarding the Luoying City Lord relentlessly.
Lightning arcs filled the sky, shooting toward him as the entire space was enveloped in purple.
"Shadow Rampage Slash! Break it for me!"
With a roar, a black great blade appeared in the city lord's hands.
Gripping it with both hands, he casually slashed downward. Countless blade energies, carrying a dark glow, surged toward the thunder.
The moment lightning and blade energy collided, a booming sound erupted, and both dissipated instantly.
The city lord easily neutralized Zhou Han's Falling Thunder Technique!
"Kid, is this all you've got? Who gave you the courage to trespass into my residence?"
A mocking smile appeared on the city lord's face. He had effortlessly resolved the opponent's powerful attack, proving that Zhou Han was nothing to fear.
At best, he could only bully trash like Jiang Xiong.
The number one genius of the Sword God Hall? That's all?
"No response? Now you're scared? Too late!"
"My blade is unstoppable! Aotian—No Trace!"
With another roar, a massive blade aura suddenly expanded.
This was the ultimate secret of the Aotian Blade Art—Aotian No Trace. Proud above heaven and earth, annihilating enemies without leaving a trace.
The dozens-of-meters-long blade energy carried a heaven-splitting force, slashing toward Zhou Han at lightning speed.
Space itself was cut into two. The overwhelming blade energy could shake one's soul, locking onto the target completely.
Movement became extremely slow—dodging was nearly impossible.
"Once this strike is unleashed, you cannot escape. Arrogant junior, endure my endless fury!"
Sure enough, he saw Zhou Han standing still without moving.
The city lord sneered. He knew the powerful aura had locked onto him.
At that moment, Zhou Han suddenly moved.
At this level, the speed wasn't particularly fast in front of him, who controlled the wind element. If he wanted to dodge, it would be effortless.
But he didn't dodge—instead, he continuously closed the distance with the city lord.
"Heaven-Shaking Blood! My blood shakes the world; my blood defies the heavens!"
At the same time, Zhou Han activated his divine-level skill.
At this moment, it was as if he had entered a berserk blood state. His blood surged and burned wildly.
His eyes turned crimson, like a demon god awakening.
He charged forward rapidly, just to reflect as much damage as possible.
"Boom!"
An explosive sound rang out as the violent blade energy continuously slammed into Zhou Han's sturdy body.
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A series of damage numbers floated above Zhou Han. By the time the blade light dissipated, he had lost over 80,000 HP.
He was now heavily injured, but with the Life-Saving Blade and the Substitute Puppet, Zhou Han wasn't worried.
Even with 90% damage reduction, plus additional reductions and defense from equipment, he still lost over 80,000 HP.
This showed just how terrifying the power of the city lord's move was.
"What? You…?"
"You're completely unharmed? How is that possible?"
The city lord's expression changed drastically. He knew exactly how powerful his signature move was.
Yet a mere junior had tanked it head-on with his body.
This completely overturned his understanding of reality.
"What's going on? My body…"
As the city lord prepared to continue his attack, he suddenly realized he had suffered injuries—and they weren't light.
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A massive damage number floated above his head.
More than 920,000 damage had been reflected instantly, wiping out over half of his HP and sending a wave of panic through him.
"Could it be… a special cultivation technique?"
As someone in a high position, the city lord knew of certain secret techniques—ones beyond the imperial grade—that possessed mysterious and powerful effects.
When used, they could easily allow one to fight above their level.
So he immediately concluded that Zhou Han must be practicing such a secret art.
"Well? How does it feel?"
"Want to try again?"
Zhou Han said with a grin, the mockery in his eyes undisguised.
"Kid, aren't you celebrating too early?"
"You really think the lord of a city has no tricks left?"
The city lord's gaze gradually darkened as he spoke coldly.
As a city lord, losing face like this was unacceptable.
If word spread, how could the various factions in the city still respect him?
He had to defeat Zhou Han—only overwhelming strength could command obedience.
"Oh? Then use whatever you've got. I'll take it all."
Zhou Han replied casually, though he remained highly vigilant.
Strategically despise the enemy, tactically take them seriously—this was always Zhou Han's approach.
"You'll regret those words very soon!"
At this moment, the city lord directly took out a mirror from his storage space.
Flames flickered across its surface, and the entire atmosphere instantly turned scorching hot.
Light from all around began to gather into the mirror.
"City Lord… you—you're actually using that…!"
Seeing this scene, Jiang Xiong seemed to realize something. He stuttered, his face filled with deep fear.
However, the city lord said nothing. His expression grew somewhat ferocious as he activated it with his will.
The surrounding light gathered even more violently.
Countless rays of light poured out from the lord's mansion, forming a sea of radiance. Waves of intense heat surged outward.
Pedestrians on the streets were shocked by this strange phenomenon.
"What's going on? Is this some kind of anomaly?"
"The light is so intense—and the temperature is terrifying! What's happening inside the city lord's mansion?"
"This is the aura of a magic treasure! The city lord has a powerful one, and this feels similar!"
"What? A magic treasure? Is the city lord fighting someone?"
"Who could be strong enough to force him to use a magic treasure?"
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