Zhou Xuan gazed at his Mirror World, deeply astonished.
According to his understanding of the Mirror of Clarity, every incense fire cultivation disciple in Jing Country could condense their own Mirror of Clarity.
In other words, each disciple possessed their own Mirror World.
The Mirror World was akin to countless isolated islands, existing solely within the mirrors, scattered amongst the populace.
But now, he understood—these worlds were not truly isolated; they were entirely capable of being connected.
"Based on my prediction, the world within the Mirror of Clarity is not an illusion, but a space more real than the tangible reality of Jing Country."
"Zhou Xuan, you might be the one born from the Mirror World itself."
Not long ago, the God of Suffering's prophecy had felt like a cryptic dream, yet now it leaned toward becoming reality.
"It seems the God of Suffering's prediction carries a certain credibility."
"Young Master…"
