Ah, ah, ah... six-sixths, integrity fulfilled, wrap it up!
The rising of that half of the Zhaoshen Bronze Mirror was completely beyond Yu Ci's expectations.
Not seeing the real object now had already made him the target of public criticism. Once the precious mirror rose up and some kind of reaction occurred, even with the Three-Party Primordial Energy protecting his body, he would probably be crushed and unable to hold his head up by the multitude of cultivators.
Unfortunately, no matter how loudly he called out in his heart, the development of events did not shift according to his will. Just as the boundless cloud vapor was about to sink above the flame, right in the center of the ring of fire, a circular piece of metal rose up, directly piercing through the cloud vapor and arriving at the very top.
No one cared anymore about the cloud-vapor mold that had been pierced through and was now automatically repairing itself. Everyone's gaze was concentrated on this newly popped-out thing. Right in its center, flame light completely distinct from the overall ring of fire was burning—an extremely gloomy color, very eye-catching.
However, people's gazes were locked not only on these, but also on that smooth metal surface beneath the flame light, where a streak of deep green trace had oozed down.
The Primordial Demon Lord's demonic consciousness left a trace...
The demonic consciousness trace was only one finger wide and about two parts long, looking just like the natural tint of the metal itself. One could not discern any profundity; the gloomy flame light adhered right atop the trace, its lower end elongated and the flame tips gathering together, their shape not all that natural.
Yet right within this flame light, there was something else.
Yu Ci discovered the oddity inside