"The mirror!"
Jiang Que's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, and she hurriedly said to Jiang Shouzhong, "Don't you have that mirror?"
With a thought, Jiang Shouzhong took out the mirror.
Before he could figure out how to use it, the mirror unexpectedly refracted a bizarre black light.
This black light rapidly spread, layering into waves and swiftly expanding in all directions, disappearing in an instant.
Immediately, the entire space rippled with a strange wave like the surface of water, as if everything was drawn into a different world at that moment.
"It seems... nothing has changed."
Jiang Shouzhong examined the surroundings, his brows tightly furrowed into a "Chuan" character.
But when he subconsciously looked down at the mirror in his hand, he suddenly understood something and quickly moved to Ran Qingchen and Qu Hongling's side, whispering:
"Fight him normally, retreat as you fight, I'll create a formation behind you."
"What formation?"
