Everyone abruptly came to their senses.
Looking at Yin Zhong's corpse lying there, his eyes still open in death, the experts of Sword-Controlling Manor instantly turned deathly pale.
Then they glanced at the young man in a python robe outside, who had killed their Second Master so effortlessly, exchanged looks, and suddenly turned and fled.
Even the Second Master was dead. With their meager martial skills, were they supposed to stay and wait for death?
The vast Sword-Controlling Manor instantly fell silent.
Yu Huatian paid them no mind. He simply handed the stone mirror to Long Bo and asked him to verify its authenticity.
Still, since it had come from Yin Zhong, it presumably should not be a fake.
Sure enough, after examining it carefully, Long Bo brightened with delight and nodded. "This is the Spirit Mirror!"
"Only... how did it become like this?"
Long Bo turned it over and examined it closely, his brows tightly knitted.
"What's wrong?" Yu Huatian asked.
Long Bo said, "The Spirit Mirror wasn't originally like this. It's our Tong Clan's divine artifact, possessing the tremendous power to shift space and time and devour all spiritual power. I can sense that this stone mirror is the Spirit Mirror guarded by our Tong Clan, but for some reason, I can't sense its power anymore. It's as though... as though it's lost its spirituality..."
Long Bo's expression grew increasingly grim.
"What? How could this happen?!" Tong Zhan's expression also changed slightly at his words.
If the Spirit Mirror had truly lost its power, it would undoubtedly be a tremendous blow to their Tong Clan.
Moreover, without its spirituality, the Spirit Mirror had no power.
Then their Tong Clan's people could not be released from the seal and would remain frozen until they died.
That was a consequence