It was a yellow mirror, simplistic and unadorned, without any special decoration, even the inner mirror was plain.
Yet at this moment, it radiated an orange light, enveloping the entire Land of Bitter Cold.
Although far away, the Qi Refiners could feel the terrifying oppression, as if facing a god.
Qiankun Mirror.
An existence surpassing even the Emperor Weapon.
The one wielding this Divine Weapon was an Emperor Realm expert of the Divine Clan, a figure of extraordinary presence, clad in white like snow, remarkably majestic.
With one hand holding the Qiankun Mirror, he erupted with power, subduing the fierce beasts deep in the Land of Bitter Cold, silencing them in an instant, leaving only the howling wind and snow, reminiscent of the unsatisfied roars of past legions' souls.
The radiance shone like sharp swords, striking the Land of Bitter Cold.
Within this area, living beings continued to perish, with piercing screams and defiant roars...
