The Mountain of Blades and the Iceberg

“Another fake!”

Xiong Zhuangzhuang crushed the scattered fragments beneath his feet, his face as calm as water.

They had just encountered Bei Xinghan, but even he turned out to be a fake.

His flaw was that he wielded her sword with her left hand, something he had never done before.

Although they easily recognized the truth this time, there was no joy on anyone’s face. The fact that they encountered a fake Bei Xinghan meant that the mirror had found someone else, and they had no idea how the others were faring.

“Don’t lose heart, even if they were deceived, they may not be in danger,” Xu Yi consoled.

They were all outstanding individuals who had fought their way through the grand competition of their sect.

Each of them had hidden cards up their sleeves, and it was impossible for them to be defenseless and perish here.

“Yes, let’s continue searching. We will find them,” Yu Xiaoyu clenched her fist, encouraging herself.