"What the hell is this thing?"
Someone muttered under their breath as they looked at the mirror before them.
But then, when he saw the radiance within the mirror, his eyes lit up in an instant.
"Feiyue, is that you? You're finally willing to see me! Don't... don't go! Wait for me..."
"Mother, I've already avenged you! Look, I'm a Daoist Tier Three cultivator now. What? You want to introduce me to someone? Alright, I'll go with you right now!"
"Zhou Zhengyi, you bastard! How dare you show your face in front of me! I'll flay you alive!"
"Such dense Heaven and Earth Primordial Power! This Treasure Land is mine!"
"Is that... the throne of Immortal Dao City? Can it be? Is the Ancestor going to make me the City Lord of Immortal Dao City? I... I really want to touch that throne..."
In each mirror, everyone saw a different image.
Some saw living figures—familiar relatives, friends, lovers.
