A beam of red light shot out from the top of Wang Yuan's head.
It transformed into a mask of thin gauze and a bridal veil, with the bride in blood-red Luan robes, cradling the Taiyin Treasure Mirror.
With a flash from the mirror in her embrace, Huang Wu had already split in two.
The Mirror Separation of the dragon and phoenix, Heavenly People Separation forever!
Though the two wives looked identical in face and dress,
One was vivid and fragrant, a regal Elder Princess representing Yang; the other was cold and frosty, a chilling little female ghost representing Yin.
The suona sounded, one side with joyful music, the other with sorrowful music, as dark red ethereal petals also started to fall down in abundancy.
This was Huang Wu's Ghost Realm, "Nine Songs, Ten Miles of Red Makeup, Phoenix Coming."
At the same time,
A golden dragon shadow on Wang Yuan's body was instantly stripped away and fell upon his two brides.
