The short old man's teeth chattered, but he didn't say a word. After enduring immense mental pressure for so long, his face began to swell and turn red, and blood vessels spread across the whites of his eyes. At last, he mustered all his strength and broke through the suppression of "Mirror Space." Countless black Manifestations transformed into arrows and shot toward the front!
White mental power flowed out to block the arrows, then surged along their shafts and rapidly engulfed the black Manifestations. In an instant, it suppressed the black mental power once more.
Xu Huo had straightened up by then. Looking down at the short old man, he asked, "This wasn't the Dungeon you chose for yourself, was it?"
He didn't need the old man to answer. He continued, "Someone gave you a task, and that's why you came here."
"They must have entrusted something special to you before you left."
"What was it? A Potion? Information? Or something whose contents you didn't know?"
"Looks like it was the last one."
"Was it your Teacher who sent you here?"
"So it really was your Teacher."
"He gave you a puzzle ball?"
"Seems so..."
By this point, Xu Huo had more or less figured it out. What he was looking for wasn't in this Dungeon. Dr. Zhang had given him a clue, then sent someone else here with the item. His aim was to use a third party to pass the object he truly wanted to give Xu Huo into his hands.
Dr. Zhang hadn't put the item directly in this Dungeon or chosen another Dungeon as the setting. He was simply telling Xu Huo one thing: he knew everything. He knew Xu Huo existed, knew Xu Huo had been tracking his clues all along, and had been watching