The mirror surface was as clean as if washed, with the contours of mountains and rivers engraved on the edges—it was the Mountain and River Mirror.
Within the mirror, there was no reflection of the surrounding ghostly scenes. Instead, a full and radiant blazing sun was suspended, slowly rotating, with intense golden light spilling out from the mirror.
Shen Siyuan formed a hand seal with his fingertips, and the incense surrounding him surged wildly towards the Mountain and River Mirror behind his head, as if summoned.
The glorious golden-red incense, like a rushing river, flooded into the mirror, causing the sun, previously drifting within the mirror, to burst forth with brilliant light and explode out of the mirror.
In an instant, a glorious sun slowly rose into the high sky above the Netherworld.
This ever-dark land, shrouded in Yin Wind and darkness, where the sun never shone, was suddenly illuminated as bright as day by this blazing sun.
