The copper mirror was still full of thoughts about how it would make its appearance later to save face; it would be even better if it could stand on Yun Ran and be revered by everyone.
In the end, all its imaginations were in vain, wasting the chance it strived to gain from Yun Ran.
This made the somewhat proud momentum of the copper mirror wilt instantly.
Even the entire surface of the copper mirror began to show a hint of defeated gray darkness.
Yun Ran didn't care about the copper mirror's lifeless appearance, her gaze was tightly fixed on the direction of the light column.
This scene made the corners of Yun Ran's mouth curl into a mocking arc.
Who would have thought that she, a seasoned falcon hunter, would now be pecked in the eye by an eagle, tricked time and again.
After a while, she gritted her teeth and spat out a few words: "So it's an illusion!"
Thinking of herself, the esteemed Young Master of Qingfeng Temple, being deceived by such an illusion!
