The meditation chamber was dim. Seated on the cloud bed, Meng Qi seemed strangely empty, as though he were both present and far away. The Haotian Mirror Shard in his hand was dark and gave off no light, yet it reflected countless shifting universes, layered one over another—fleeting glimpses of worlds, changing in an instant.
Unlike the usual path to Legend, Meng Qi no longer had "other selves." He could not form projections, strengthen his ties, and turn quantity into quality by assimilating, enlightening, communicating with, or embracing them. He could not become the sole existence across all worlds, present everywhere, and draw upon the boundless energy of their corresponding universes through those projections. He could only start from scratch and create an imprint belonging solely to his "True Self"—an imprint that encompassed subtle connections. It would take the place of his "other selves," allowing him to communicate with and gain mastery over different universes and worlds.
But what kind of imprint would reflect the "True Self" in its corresponding universe, accord with the source of the Great Dao, and establish those subtle connections? And how was he supposed to leave such an imprint? Meng Qi was completely at a loss, able only to feel his way forward.
Yet with the Haotian Mirror's own peculiar nature, he could accomplish twice as much with half the effort!
Meng Qi sent his Spiritual Sense into the Haotian Mirror Shard. His mind grew dark and his thoughts hazy, as though he were flying through a vast, boundless universe, cold and black, with not a glimmer of light or a way out in sight. Only an endless trek lay ahead.
Suddenly, the void split open, revealing a faint halo of light. Wrapped in the aura of the Haotian Mirror, Meng Qi's Spiritual Sense shot