Three copper mirrors fell from three directions, confining Di Xin within a narrow triangular space. After repeatedly hitting walls, he chose not to fly upward because he knew that the opponent would not leave such a big flaw for him to escape, and there surely was another mirror waiting overhead.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Di Xin leaned against one copper mirror, tapping its smooth surface and producing a crisp sound. At this moment, he still couldn't see the outside world, seeing only his own reflection in the copper mirrors, while the crowd outside could see him through the mirror.
"Is this the thing that reflects my attacks? It must be the result of a Divine Artifact fusion, similar to Nero's artifact." Di Xin shouted outwards while clapping the mirror.
