Chapter 1126 - 610: Breaking Through the Boundary
Chapter 1126 - 610: Breaking Through the Boundary
These gemstones maintain the teleportation array of the Little Thousand Mirror. Once removed, the Mirror World immediately shuts down!
However, these gemstones are usually protected by the spiritual power of the entire mirror, making them hard to remove without effort, unless the Cold-calling Bird statue is first seated. Otherwise, if anyone could easily close the Little Thousand Mirror, which buyer would dare to linger inside Bai Yujing? This is one of the major secrets of the Heavenly Residence that is not shared with outsiders. Despite his low status, Ding Da is one of the few informed "Gatekeepers".
As expected, once these gemstones were removed, the mirror surface of the Little Thousand Mirror suddenly dimmed, and then a verdant patina slowly covered the entire mirror, leaving it without the previous radiance that could reflect people.
Only then did Ding Da breathe a sigh of relief, but in his heart, he kept murmuring: "What terrifying event happened inside that it even requires closing the Little Thousand Mirror?" He knew there was only one purpose for closing the Little Thousand Mirror: to control the situation and prevent something from entering, or—escaping.
The efficiency of the tribute and cultivators of the Heavenly Residence was very high; they arrived in a quarter of an hour. Because it was said that the highest warning signal was sounded, the experts sent over even included one Early Stage of Mahayana and one Middle Mahayana.
When these two heard that the Little Thousand Mirror had already been closed, they both frowned, feeling dissatisfied: "If the Mirror World is already closed, why bring us here? Are they worried something might escape from Bai Yujing?"
The Masters of the Heavenly Residence were mostly trapped inside Bai Yujing. The highest-ranking person here, a steward who hurriedly arrived, saw their expressions and knew what they were thinking, promptly said a few good words, then added: "The rules set by the ancestors dictate that once the Little Thousand Mirror is closed, we should quickly report to the authorities and seek assistance. We are just following the regulations."
One cultivator couldn’t help but ask: "When was the last time the Little Thousand Mirror was closed?"
Standing nearby, Ding Da wiped his sweat and said: "Well, it seems it hasn’t been closed in nearly seven hundred years!"
The cultivator chuckled and said: "The Mirror creates a world of its own; if anyone trapped inside can come out, I’ll eat my own socks..."
No sooner had he spoken than the bronze mirror on the wall suddenly shuddered, silencing everyone, and even that cultivator couldn’t help but be startled.
Once the Little Thousand Mirror was closed, it looked as if it had been buried underground for a thousand years, covered in rust, indiscernible. Yet, at this moment, everyone could understand; sounds of deep rumblings came from the mirror, as if a giant beast was furiously colliding from the other side.
Something inside was really trying to escape! Everyone shut their mouths tightly, not daring to breathe.
Several cultivators from the Heavenly Residence exchanged glances, seeing the worry in each other’s eyes. If this thing breaks through the Small World and escapes, would they stand a chance against it with such ability?
The noises from inside the mirror grew louder, one after another. Ding Da knew whatever was inside couldn’t hear him, but he couldn’t help lowering his voice and said: "I heard the Mirror World is still connected to ours, only the channel seals when the mirror is closed. Could it be...could it be..."
He swallowed hard without finishing, but everyone understood his implication: "Could it be that the monster inside is searching for a passage?"
With a loud crash, the beast inside seemed very close to the mirror surface. This time the impact caused the mirror embedded in the wall to shudder abruptly, and all those guarding it found their brows twitching, instinctively gripping their magic artifacts tightly, ready for a confrontation.
To their surprise, what followed was a prolonged silence.
More than ten breaths passed.
Fifty breaths passed.
A quarter of an hour passed.
Fifteen minutes also passed.
The cultivator from before sighed in relief, stood up straight, and laughed: "Looks like it couldn’t find the exit."
As soon as he spoke, Ding Da’s face twisted in fear, urgently admonishing: "Silence!"
As a lowly cultivator not even at the Golden Core Stage, did he dare to scold a high-level cultivator? The latter was slightly stunned, about to retort, when suddenly there was a loud "clang" from the Little Thousand Mirror. The mirror surface shattered into countless tiny fragments, flying everywhere! The cultivator standing by the mirror was immediately affected, as shards of mirror grazed past his side, prompting a pained cry—each fragment scraping past caused his body to lose an equally-sized piece, not cuts, not wounds, but direct "disappearances," as if those tiny bits of flesh were being sucked into a black hole.
Such agony is no less than being sliced to pieces! Before long, his cries even dwindled.
The Little Thousand Mirror, an extraordinary magic artifact, released its final fury the instant it shattered!
The others dared not touch him, retreating quickly, thus suffering less harm.
Once the mirror shattered, everyone could see that inside was a pitch-black darkness, from which gusts of Gang Wind blew, clearly indicating another unknown Small World was connected within.
The monster inside unexpectedly found a way out! At this moment, everyone loathed the person still weakly wailing on the ground. If he hadn’t spoken by mistake earlier, allowing the monster inside to locate them by sound, perhaps the passage between the two worlds would not have been breached so swiftly!
Thinking of this, they wished that person would endure more suffering.
At this moment, a man in black with long hair leisurely emerged from the Mirror World. He looked immaculate, with his appearance strikingly handsome, like an exiled immortal from a painting. Holding a fiery red longsword, he closed his eyes as soon as he stepped out, taking a deep, deep breath, with a look of lament on his face.
After thirty thousand years, he once again set foot on the lands of the Southern Continent.
Everyone exchanged looks: So it wasn’t a monster that emerged, but such a handsome gentleman?
Changtian turned his gaze, immediately recognizing the attire of the steward from Heavenly Residence among the group, and walked over to him. Strictly speaking, he only took one step, appearing directly in front of that person, calmly stating: "Bian Jingshan has already left Bai Yujing, where is he now?"
This steward was hiding behind the cultivators from the Supervision Bureau, about ten meters away, yet seeing him appear beside him in an instant made his scalp tingle.
The cultivators from the Supervision Bureau, well-versed in many things, saw this move akin to the legendary "Shrinking Land into Inches," executed flawlessly, devoid of any mundane aura, involuntarily feeling trepidation within their hearts. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
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