The Haotian Mirror was made of neither metal nor jade and was exceedingly heavy.
On its back were ancient seal characters in Tadpole Script, along with images of clouds, dragons, and wondrous birds. They looked like relief carvings, yet left no trace beneath his fingers, neither carved nor painted, but sunk deep into its substance.
Its face naturally emitted a hazy blue-green light, neither strong nor dazzling.
Yet when he concentrated and gazed into the mirror, the farther he looked, the farther he could see. Showers of flowers swirled within it, golden rosy clouds drifted in patches, wind and clouds mingled with water and fire, lightning flashed and thunder boomed. Its void stretched into profound depths, as though another world lay hidden inside.
Shi Feiyang tried focusing his gaze with the strength of his Heavenly Immortal realm, circulating his power to peer as far into it as he could. The turmoil inside swiftly vanished, gradually revealing a primordial world, with stars shining overhead and unbroken mountain ranges and rivers below.
After he watched a little longer, wind, rain, thunder, and lightning began to appear within the mirror, and flowers, grasses, and trees sprang up.
A wave of dizziness swept over Shi Feiyang. He hurriedly withdrew his concentration, and the mirror returned to its chaotic scene of surging golden rosy clouds.
To his surprise, even though he had now reached the level of a Heavenly Immortal, this was all he could manage. He could not probe any deeper.
He then studied the seal characters in Tadpole Script on the mirror and examined those relief-like images, before merging his mind with the mirror to refine and nurture it.
As the saying went, the way of heaven took the circle as its image, while the way of earth took the square. This mirror