Chapter 184: 183. Mirror World (1)
Translator: 549690339
Chen Luoyang’s mind was in a trance, and he felt as if the world was spinning. When he came back to his senses, he only felt a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him.
Chen Luoyang tried to change his line of sight, but there was only white all around him.
Moreover, when he tried to look down, he could not see his own body.
Without a reference, Chen Luoyang couldn’t even determine if he was looking at something with his eyes open and not just imagining it.
Everything that appeared in front of him was white.
What made him feel slightly relieved was that this patch of white seemed to be like clouds and mist.
It was as if he was in a cloud.
He tried to move his hands and feet.
However, he could not feel the existence of his body.
Not to mention that he couldn’t even see his fingers in the vast expanse of whiteness, even reaching out his hand was a luxury.
He couldn’t feel it in any other part of his body.
At this moment, he seemed to have lost his sense of touch.
He tried to sniff and sniff, but it didn’t seem to work either, and he couldn’t smell anything.
He listened attentively, but there was no sound at all.
After a moment of careful observation, he took the risk of trying to make a sound.
He wasn’t sure if he had really said anything, because he couldn’t hear himself.
It felt as if his hearing, smell, touch, and other senses had all disappeared.
He could barely see, but he couldn’t be sure if it was normal because there was only white in front of him.
After pondering for a moment, Chen Luoyang didn’t continue to take the risk and try out other ideas. Instead, he first confirmed if he could break free from this state and return to normal.
From the looks of it, his soul had left his body and entered the black mirror.
Only his soul was inside, while his physical body remained outside.
He wanted to see if he could return to his physical body.
If he could not enter the mirror again because of this, he could only say that it was a pity, but it was better than not being able to return.
Chen Luoyang attempted to communicate with the white fog around him.
However, the white mist did not react.
He communicated with the mysterious black pot in his mind.
This black pot did not disappoint.
Chen Luoyang’s vision quickly darkened and sank into pitch-black darkness.
It was as if he had come from the spiritual world filled with white fog in the mirror to another space of consciousness.
In the darkness, the mysterious black pot flashed with a faint luster and appeared in Chen Luoyang’s consciousness.
Dark golden runes appeared on the surface of the black pot, and they flickered with radiance.
Under Chen Luoyang’s mental connection, the blood in the flask didn’t decrease. However, the runes on the surface of the flask started to shine brightly.
Subsequently, Chen Luoyang felt his mind go into a trance.
When he came back to his senses, his consciousness came out of the pitch-black spiritual world where the black pot was, and he saw light again.
It was no longer a vast expanse of whiteness, but the familiar interior of the quiet room.
Chen Luoyang looked left and right before lowering his head.
The black mirror was still in his hand.
His soul withdrew from the mirror.
This made Chen Luoyang heave a sigh of relief.
After that, he silently recuperated his spirit and allowed his essence, qi, and spirit to reach their peak state again. Then, he did the same thing as before. After some hard work, his soul consciousness entered the mirror again.
The same white color appeared in front of his eyes.
The other half of Chen Luoyang’s heart that was hanging in the air was also put down.
Although he still didn’t know what was going on, at least for now, he had mastered the trick and could enter and exit this place freely.
It was just that the speed was not too smooth and would take some time.
He wondered if he would become more and more proficient with practice until he could enter and exit in seconds.
Chen Luoyang didn’t waste any time.
In the current situation, this mirror obviously hid many secrets. At the same time, its level might be very high. Trying the black pot first was the most efficient way.
He raised a question to the black pot, but the blood red serum in the black pot was instantly emptied, and then immediately recovered to its original state.
This made Chen Luoyang frown.
When he had first picked up the mirror, the amount of blood in the black pot was limited. It had been accumulated by the lives of a few Martial Kings and some low-and middle-level martial artists.
At that time, it was understandable that he couldn’t find out the details of this mirror.
And now, the blood-red nectar in the pot had saved the lives of many people below the Martial Supreme Realm. Just the Martial Supreme Realm alone included the 14th level Li Yuanlong, the 13th level Sword Emperor Wang Jian, and “Tai Sui” Hong Fu.
Furthermore, Chen Luoyang had personally killed these three people and obtained a considerable amount of blood-red nectar.
After that, he would occasionally use it up, but it was all small fights.
Chen Luoyang had been holding back and hadn’t used it to inquire about Saber Emperor Yuwen Feng’s information as soon as possible because he was prepared for such a situation.
But in the end, even with such a large margin, it was still not enough to get the information of this mirror?
This made Chen Luoyang even more cautious. His intuition told him that this treasure might be even more bizarre than he had expected.
Its previous owner, the Nine-Armed Sky Demon Fei Chen, didn’t really control this treasure. It was just that his remains accidentally flowed into it.
Strictly speaking, Chen Luoyang felt that even Fei Chen couldn’t be considered the previous owner of this mirror.
At most, the other party could only be considered to be “holding” or “preserving” this treasure, not “possessing” or “mastering” it.
Chen Luoyang tried to silently recite the technique of the Godfiend Blood.
Although he didn’t have a physical body, his martial intent was still condensed.
In the end, neither Chiyou nor Zhurong appeared.
His vision was still a vast expanse of whiteness, as if he was confined here.
After Chen Luoyang pondered for a moment, his thoughts returned to the black pot.
Since this mirror was so mysterious, then he would find an opponent that was on par with it, or perhaps even better.
When he retrieved the mirror from the black pot, the response was that there was not enough blood-red serum.
On the other hand, if there was enough blood-red serum, there was hope to get information about the mirror from the black pot.
Although he was not sure if it was as detailed as other things, he could infer from this that the level of the black pot might be even higher than the mirror.
Chen Luoyang’s consciousness sank into the black pot’s dark space.
This time, he no longer hoped to obtain information about the mirror through the black pot. Instead, he hoped to use the black pot itself to fight against the mirror.
It was not easy to achieve this.
Chen Luoyang had some ideas, but he had to take risks.
After thinking about it again and again, he made an attempt.
He threw his consciousness, or rather, his soul, into the teapot and went deeper into it.
It was no longer his divine soul that was outside the pot to communicate with it, but rather, he had become one with it, or he could use this black pot to shelter him from the wind and rain like a house.
The scene in Chen Luoyang’s consciousness changed as he focused his attention.
In the next moment, the darkness in front of him turned into blood red.
It was as if his entire body was immersed in the blood-red nectar, and he was in a sea of blood.
He focused his attention and kept his mind clear.
The scenes in front of him were blurry.
It was as if there were many figures in front of him, one after another, pacing back and forth like a lantern.
Some of them, such as Li Yuanlong and Wang Jian, knew him, but most of them didn’t.
They circled around Chen Luoyang.
Chen Luoyang was calm and composed as if he didn’t see it.
He carefully prevented himself from losing focus in the sea of blood.
He did not need to think about anything else and left everything to the black pot.
It was as if he was in a small boat, drifting with the flow.
Chen Luoyang didn’t know what was happening outside the black pot in the world shrouded in white clouds and fog. He could only calm his heart and wait.
After a short period of time, the black pot seemed to shake.
Chen Luoyang, whose consciousness had sunk into the sea of blood, was suddenly thrown out by the black pot.
The scene in front of him changed.
The white mist disappeared and was replaced by blood red.
Chen Luoyang carefully observed this place and immediately felt that it was different from before.
His various senses seemed to have returned to normal.
He could smell a faint fragrance in his nose and mouth.
Rumbling sounds echoed in his ears, as if he was near a river or a waterfall.
However, there was no sense of touch at the moment. His soul and consciousness were still in this state.
There seemed to be a door in the blood red.
Chen Luoyang’s consciousness attempted to enter the door.
Then, he left the blood-red world and fell into darkness.
However, it was not the space of consciousness created by the mysterious black pot.
The darkness there was like the night sky, while the darkness here was like a thick black fog.
The current Chen Luoyang was much more at ease than when he was in the white fog.
He could feel that he had an invisible body, and then he could explore and move forward in the black fog.
A moment later, he had a substantial harvest.
Two doors appeared in front of him.
When faced with a situation where he had to choose between left and right, if he didn’t have any clues and just randomly chose, Chen Luoyang would usually choose the left side according to the male’s left and female’s right.
Therefore, he tried to open the door on the left first.
The door was successfully opened, but it was still pitch-black in front of him.
Chen Luoyang could only retreat first before opening the door on the right.
This door was also successfully opened.
But the result made Chen Luoyang not know whether to laugh or cry.
After pushing open the door, the thing that appeared in his field of vision was clearly a mirror.
It looked exactly like the black mirror.
However, the mirror in front of him flashed with a white light.
From the mirror, the sound of people talking could clearly be heard.
.. The Tomes of Arcane are scattered. Everyone will search for them by chance.” A loud voice sounded in the mirror.
The volume of the voice wasn’t loud, but when Chen Luoyang heard it, a vast and boundless scene appeared in his mind.
Another voice sounded, but it was like the cold wind of the Yellow Springs, causing people to shudder.
“That’s exactly what I want.”
Then, a third voice sounded. It was a woman’s voice.
” A page of the Tomes of Arcane has fallen into the world below the Mortal World. If you don’t retrieve it quickly, don’t blame me for doing it for you.
The sound disappeared, and the light on the mirror dissipated..
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