Step by step, he walked towards the mirror. The closer he got to the mirror, the clearer the feeling in the old man's heart became.
"This is really strange. It's just a projection of a mirror. Why do I feel like I'm going to die at any moment?"
"A projection can actually make me feel like I'm going to die. How is this possible? Could the real body of this mirror be beyond the level of Star Tower? "
Although he kept muttering in his heart, the old man's movements did not slow down at all. Unknowingly, he had already arrived in front of the huge projection of the mirror.
Weng!
As the old man approached, the mirror, which was originally flickering with various lights, suddenly became completely silent. Under the old man's gaze, ripples spread out on the surface of the mirror. Faintly, there seemed to be an image gradually appearing.
Gradually, the originally blurry image became clearer and clearer.
In the image, there was a large cluster of buildings. There were all kinds of flowers, birds, fish, insects, wind, rain, thunder, and lightning engraved on the pavilions. There were also mysterious figures of immortals and demons. The main palace towered in the sky. There was smoke and fog everywhere. There were many huge palaces and they were like mountains. It was majestic and could be said to be a work of the gods.
Around the large cluster of palaces, there were stars orbiting around. Those stars did not look much different from ordinary stars. However, after observing for a long time, the old man's eyes were filled with shock.
He was shocked to discover that each of those seemingly ordinary stars contained thousands of universes. Each star was an all-encompassing multiverse body!
Moreover, he was even more shocked because there was a continent below the group of palaces that he couldn't see the end of. The continent was covered in the glow of various mysterious restrictions, and merely a single glance at it caused the old man to feel dizzy. Even if it was only a scene, if he took a few more glances at it, it seemed to be capable of causing his soul to disperse!
Weng!
The mirror trembled slightly and the image in the mirror changed. In the originally empty cluster of palaces, a figure appeared in front of the main palace.
The figure was wearing a black emperor's robe. There were indescribable Great Dao imprints lingering around him. It was impossible to see his face clearly.
With the appearance of this person, the surrounding stars began to shake violently, as if they were rising and falling in an ocean. It was as if this person was the Great Dao of the underworld, the origin of countless universes. His every action would affect the life and death of billions of universes.
Above the black-robed man's head, there was a gray mirror. The mirror did not look big, only about thirty feet in radius. There were countless mysterious runes imprinted on it. It was simply a miniature version of the giant mirror in front of the old man.
"That mirror … what level of treasure is it?"
A monstrous wave had already risen in the old man's heart. As he observed, the small mirror above the man in the Emperor's robe would occasionally release black and white light. The white light would flash, and wherever it shone, thousands of universes would be born. They would gradually shrink and turn into the shape of stars.
As the black light shone, wherever it passed, stars would fall and completely disappear. The old man could even faintly see the universes in those stars constantly collapsing and dying. He could also see the top experts in those universes letting out unwilling roars, unwilling to be annihilated along with the universe.
"That mirror … could it be the Great Dao that controls the life and death of thousands of worlds?" The azure-armored old man gasped. The shock in his heart had reached an indescribable level.
"If the mirror is the supreme Great Dao, the ruler of thousands of worlds, then who is the man in the Emperor's robe holding the mirror? What level is he at? "
The azure-armored old man could not understand. He really did not understand what kind of person could be above the Great Dao. What was the name of such an existence?
Weng!
The giant mirror image in front of him trembled slightly again. As the image shook, the image in the mirror changed again.
This time, the man in the Emperor's robe was still there. The mirror above his head that the old man believed to be the Great Dao continued to flicker with black and white light, causing the stars formed by the multiverse to be born and destroyed continuously as if there was no end to it.
This time, the man in the Emperor's robe did not seem as leisurely as before. Even if it was just an image from countless years ago, the azure-armored old man could feel the gravity of the man in the Emperor's robe from the image.
It was an aura that only appeared when facing an existence of the same level. He was neither afraid nor relaxed. There was a gravity in his vigilance, and he did not dare to be careless in the slightest.
The image gradually moved, from near to far, crossing the endless void. The azure-armored old man's eyes suddenly widened.
In his eyes, in the image, a mysterious existence appeared once again in the endless starry sky, separated by billions of stars.
It was a tall man in a green Daoist robe. His figure was tall and slender, and he was shrouded in green smoke. His face could not be seen clearly. He sat cross-legged on a giant green lotus and quietly stared at the other end of the endless void.
Two existences that had surpassed the Great Dao seemed to be facing off against each other, separated by billions of stars and universes.
The image did not change for a very long time. Just when the old man thought that it was all there was, the image before him suddenly shook again and changed again.
"The Beginning!"
A voice rang out. The voice was dignified and deep. It was clearly a projection from an unknown period of time, but the azure-armored old man clearly heard the voice in his mind. The voice came from the man in the Emperor's robe.
"Li Hao!"
Another voice rang out. This voice was clear and calm, like a willow tree being blown by the wind. It made one's heart feel carefree. The azure-armored old man could not help but have a good impression of the owner of this voice.
This voice naturally came from the azure-robed Daoist who was facing off against the man in the Emperor's robe. The two of them spoke to each other across the endless void, and it could be considered a greeting.
"The Beginning! The Origin Continent is the homeland of the Origin God Clan. You Transcendents are not allowed to take even half a step here! "After a moment of stalemate, the man in the Emperor's robe with the mysterious mirror above his head spoke again.
"Fellow Daoist, you're wrong!" The azure-robed Daoist shook his head gently. He did not seem angry and continued to speak, "Whether it is the Origin God Clan or Transcendents, they all belong to the Origin Universe. There is not much difference between you and me. Fellow Daoist, why are you so obsessed with your identity and origin?"
The man in the Emperor's robe shook his head as if he did not agree with the azure-robed Daoist's words. The atmosphere once again entered a stalemate. The two of them stared at each other, neither willing to take half a step back.
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