As the ghost shadow slowly delved into the bronze mirror,
a twisted world eerily reflected back from it, filled with many pale, ethereal figures floating in the air.
"Is this what entering the Mirror World looks like?"
Mu Jinyu squinted his eyes, watching this eerie scene, wondering if those pale figures were like Ah-Huang, souls that had been pulled into the Mirror World.
Everyone held their breath, afraid to speak, lest they disturb Xiang Mantang's operation.
Xiang Mantang himself, seeing his control of the ghost shadow truly entering the Mirror World, also narrowed his eyes and then, gripping Jian Ruyan's hand, he stepped forward slowly.
He reached out his other hand that was empty, gently extending it towards the surface of the bronze mirror.
Then, his palm began to slowly and gradually penetrate the surface of the bronze mirror.
To those watching behind him, it seemed as if the mirror was swallowing his hand whole.
