With Ning Zhuo opening his eyes, the golden light in the cave mansion gently swayed, like the rippling surface of water blown by the wind.
The Yang Fish had somehow swum right up to him, only three inches from the center of his brows.
This was an unprecedented close distance!
Its ink jade-like fish eyes were fixedly looking at him, the depth of cold shadows in its gaze reflected a wisp of golden light at Ning Zhuo's brow that had yet to disperse, like a morning star about to fall in the night sky.
It flicked its tail fin lightly, and the golden scales spread out a circle of delicate ripples in the light. This time, it did not retreat.
...
Today is a big day.
Ning Zhuo is to go to the location of the True Words Bell at the Myriad Images Sect today and publicly make an oath — to rescue the Red Robe Guest's demon soul and formally set the date for the martial arts arena."
He stood alone deep inside the cave mansion, facing the copper mirror.
