Chen Luoyang's mind was in a trance, his entire body felt dizzy.
When he regained his senses, all he could see was a vast expanse of whiteness.
Chen Luoyang tried to change his line of sight, but all around him, there was only whiteness.
Furthermore, when he tried to look down, he could not see his own body.
Without a reference, Chen Luoyang could not even be sure if he was looking at something with his eyes open, or if he was just imagining it.
Everything in front of him, was just a vast expanse of whiteness.
What made him feel slightly relieved was that this expanse of whiteness, seemed like a mass of clouds and mist.
He felt like he was in a mass of clouds.
He tried to move his hands and feet.
However, he could not feel the existence of his own body.
Not to mention that he could not even see his own fingers in the vast expanse of whiteness, even stretching out his hand was an extravagant hope.
He could not feel any other parts of his body.
At this moment, he seemed to have lost his sense of touch.
He tried to sniff and sniff, but it did not seem to work, and he could not smell anything.
He listened attentively, but there was no sound at all.
After carefully observing for a moment, he risked making some sounds.
He was not sure if he really made a sound, because he could not hear.
This feeling, was like hearing, smell, touch and all other senses had all disappeared.
He could barely see, but he could not be sure if it was normal, because there was only whiteness in front of him.
Chen Luoyang pondered for a moment, and did not continue to risk trying other ideas, but first confirmed that he could break away from this state, and return to normal.
From the looks of it, his soul had left his body, and entered the black mirror.
Only his soul was inside, and his body was outside.
He wanted to see if he could return to his body.
If he could not enter the mirror again, then he could only sigh in regret, but it was better than not being able to return.
Chen Luoyang tried to communicate with the white fog around him.
But there was no response from the white fog.
In his mind, he communicated with the mysterious black pot.
This black pot did not disappoint.
Chen Luoyang's eyes, quickly darkened, and plunged into darkness.
It was as if he had come from the Spirit World filled with white fog in the mirror to another space of consciousness.
In the darkness, the mysterious black pot flickered with a faint luster and appeared in Chen Luoyang's consciousness.
Dark golden runes appeared on the surface of the Black Pot, flickering with radiance.
Under Chen Luoyang's mental connection, the amount of blood in the flask didn't decrease, but the runes on the surface of the flask suddenly brightened.
Then, Chen Luoyang felt his mind go into a trance.
When he regained his senses, his consciousness came out from the pitch-black spiritual world where Black Pot was. He could see the light again.
It was no longer a vast expanse of white, but the familiar interior furnishings of the quiet room.
Chen Luoyang looked around before lowering his head.
The black mirror was still in his hand.
His divine soul retreated from the mirror.
This allowed Chen Luoyang to heave a sigh of relief and relax a little.
Then, he quietly nurtured his spirit, once again allowing his spirit to reach its peak state. Then, he did the same thing as before.
After some effort, his Soul consciousness once again entered the mirror.
The vast expanse of whiteness appeared before his eyes again.
The other half of Chen Luoyang's heart that was hanging in suspense was finally relieved.
Although he still did not understand, at least for now, he had mastered the trick and could enter and exit this place freely.
It was just that the speed was not smooth, and he needed to spend some time.
He did not know if he would become more proficient with frequent practice, to the point where he could enter and exit in seconds?
Of course, this still depended on whether he had the motivation, and whether this place was worth the trouble of going back and forth.
Chen Luoyang did not waste any time.
Based on the current situation, this mirror obviously hid many secrets, and at the same time, it might be of a very high level. Trying the black pot first was the most efficient method.
He asked the black pot a question, and as a result, the blood red nectar in the black pot was instantly depleted, and then immediately recovered to its original state.
This made Chen Luoyang frown.
When he first picked up the mirror, the blood that was accumulated in the black pot was limited, and it was accumulated by the lives of a few King Wu and some low level warriors.
At that time, it was understandable that he could not get any information about this mirror.
But now, the blood red nectar in the pot, aside from the lives of many Emperor Wu's subordinates, just the level of Emperor Wu alone, there were the fourteenth level Li Yuanlong, the thirteenth level Sword Emperor Wang Jian, and "Tai Sui" Hong Fu.
And these three people were all personally killed by Chen Luoyang, and the amount of blood red nectar he obtained was not small.
After that, there was the occasional consumption, but it was all small fights.
Chen Luoyang had been holding back from using it to inquire about the Saber Emperor Yuwen Feng's information, just to prepare for a situation like this.
But in the end, such a large amount was not enough to get any information about this mirror?
This made Chen Luoyang even more cautious, and his intuition told him that this treasure might be even more mysterious than he had expected.
As expected, its previous owner, "Nine-armed Devil" Fei Chen, did not truly control this treasure, and only his remains accidentally flowed into it.
Strictly speaking, Chen Luoyang felt that Fei Chen could not be considered the mirror's previous owner.
At most, he could be considered as "holding" and "preserving" this treasure, but not "possessing" or "controlling" it.
Chen Luoyang tried to silently chant the Blood of Gods and Demons.
Although he did not have a physical body, his martial concept was still condensed.
In the end, neither the Chi You Aspect nor the Zhu Rong Aspect appeared.
His eyes were still filled with white, as if he was confined to this place.
After thinking for a moment, Chen Luoyang's thoughts returned to the black pot.
Since this mirror was so mysterious, then he would find an opponent that was on par with it, or even stronger.
The response from getting information about the mirror from the black pot was that there was not enough blood red nectar.
In other words, if there was enough blood red nectar, then there was hope to get information about the mirror from the black pot.
Although he was not sure if it was as detailed as the other items in the set, but from this point, it could be inferred that the level of the black pot might be higher than the mirror.
Chen Luoyang's consciousness sank into the black space of the black pot.
This time, he no longer hoped to get information about the mirror through the black pot, but hoped to use the black pot itself to fight against the mirror.
It was not easy to achieve this.
Chen Luoyang had some ideas, but it was risky.
After thinking for a while, he made an attempt.
He put his consciousness, or rather, his soul, into the pot, and went further into it.
He no longer had his soul outside the pot to communicate with it, but had become one with it, or borrow the black pot to shelter him from the wind and rain like a house.
In Chen Luoyang's soul consciousness, the scene changed, and he was fully focused.
The next moment, the darkness in front of him turned into a sea of blood red.
It was as if his entire body was immersed in the blood red nectar, and he was in a sea of blood.
He concentrated and guarded his mind, keeping his bier clear and motionless.
Many scenes in front of him were blurred.
It was as if there were many shadows, rising and falling in front of him, like a lantern that kept pacing back and forth.
Some he recognized, such as Li Yuanlong, Wang Jian and the others, but most of them he did not recognize.
They kept circling around Chen Luoyang.
Chen Luoyang was calm and collected, as if he did not see them.
He was careful to prevent his mind from being distracted in this sea of blood.
He did not think too much about other things, and left everything to the black pot.
It was as if he was in a small boat, drifting with the waves.
Chen Luoyang did not know what was happening outside the black pot, in the world shrouded in white clouds and mist. He only waited calmly.
After what felt like a short period of time, Black Pot seemed to shake.
Chen Luoyang, whose consciousness had sunk into the sea of blood, was suddenly thrown out by the black pot.
The scene in front of him changed.
The white clouds and mist disappeared, and was replaced by a sea of blood red.
Chen Luoyang observed carefully, and immediately felt that it was different from before.
His various senses, seemed to have returned to normal.
He could smell a faint fragrance in his mouth and nose.
Rumbling sounds echoed in his ears, as if he was in the vicinity of a large river or a waterfall.
However, he did not feel anything yet, and was still in the state where his spirit and consciousness remained.
In the sea of blood red, there seemed to be a door.
Chen Luoyang's consciousness, tried to enter the door.
Then, he left the blood red world, and fell into darkness.
However, it was not the space of consciousness created by the mysterious black pot.
The darkness there was like the curtain of night, and the darkness here, was like being in a thick black fog.
The current Chen Luoyang, was more at ease than when he was in the white fog.
He could feel that he had an invisible body, and could explore and move forward in the black fog.
After a while, he had a substantial gain.
In front of him, there were two doors.
In a situation where he had to choose left and right, if he had no clue and was just randomly choosing, Chen Luoyang would usually choose the left according to the male left and the female right.
Therefore, he first tried to open the door on the left.
The door was successfully opened, but it was still pitch-black in front of him, and he did not know what to do.
Chen Luoyang could only retreat first, and then open the door on the right.
This door, was also successfully opened.
However, the result made Chen Luoyang not know whether to laugh or cry.
Because after opening the door, what appeared in his field of vision, was clearly a mirror.
It looked exactly the same as the black mirror itself.
However, on the surface of the mirror, there was a faint flash of white light.
From the surface of the mirror, there was clearly the sound of people talking.
"… The Tomes of Arcane are scattered, everyone can search for it based on their own luck." A loud voice sounded in the mirror.
The voice did not sound loud, but when Chen Luoyang heard it, his consciousness unexpectedly presented the scene of the vast and boundless sky.
Another voice sounded, but it was like the Yin wind from the Yellow Springs, causing one to shudder.
"Just what I wanted."
Then, a third voice sounded, but it was a woman's voice.
"A page of the Tomes of Arcane has fallen into the world below the mortal world. If the owner does not quickly retrieve it, don't blame me for doing it for you."
The voice disappeared, and the light on the mirror completely dissipated.
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