The Immortal Mirror, once brimming with immortal energy, had completely transformed by now.
The common folk weren't fools; upon seeing the Immortal Mirror turn a bloody red and the dried bloodstains on the ground, some fresh red and some deep brown, they realized that everything prior had been a deception.
"Who exactly are you?!" Those who had stood on the stage berating the Sect Hierarch were now cowed, as ordinary people would naturally fear when facing a Demon.
At this point, the Sect Hierarch dropped the pretense, and he and the two Elders behind him let out unnaturally piercing laughter.
"Hahahaha! Indeed, I can't deceive you any longer!" His laughter was sharp. As he laughed, the mist around him spread further; when he had laughed enough, he continued, "As you see, I am a Demon!"
"What are you going to do?!" someone boldly asked, "Why did you deceive us here?"
