Amid the Chaos Void, endless clear radiance coiled and swirled.
The light reflected out from the mirror's surface, intertwining with itself as though merging to create a world!
Zhang Qingyuan's figure seemed to step out from within the mirror's reflection.
Through that smooth, rounded surface,
he seemed to see the movements of every person within the Spatial Secret Realm, the details of every place. The entire vast spatial world was, at this moment, fully laid bare before Zhang Qingyuan!
Even with Zhang Qingyuan's discerning eye, he could not see through the essence of this miraculous sight.
"What is this?"
Zhang Qingyuan murmured,
then reached out a hand.
His palm passed through that illusory reflection.
It was as though it had passed through the entire world.
Yet, just like a hand sweeping through a reflection in water, apart from sending ripples across its surface, it achieved nothing!
Far beyond the realm boundary,
the Sword Pellet within Zhang Qingyuan's dantian trembled faintly at this moment.
Hostility, conflict, greed, longing?
None of them!
It seemed,
like the resonant response of old friends reunited after being apart for thousands, tens of thousands of years.
Or rather,
a mutual appreciation between existences of the same level.
"Could it be that this mirror, like the Sword Pellet, also came from the Upper Realm?"
Such a thought could not help flashing through Zhang Qingyuan's mind.
Before this, he had learned from Elder Konghai that the Sword Pellet in his possession seemed to have an extraordinary origin. Over the years of using it, Zhang Qingyuan had also increasingly discovered its inherent extraordinariness.
It seemed to possess an immense connection to the Upper Realm.
Now, this mirror before him could actually evoke a response from it.
Whatever else it might be, it could not possibly be something simple.
"Forget