At the location where the two sides met, a white block and a pure black block appeared.
Countless black and white dots emerged, and numerous micro matrices manifested before Zhao Xing's eyes.
The palm-sized Star Mirror exhibited trillions of micro arrays.
Only now did Zhao Xing realize that the Star Mirror in his hand was such a complex mechanical creation.
Looking at this scene, Zhao Xing felt as if they were soldiers, attacking each other.
"Crap!"
Zhao Xing's heart skipped a beat.
Among these, one Artifact Spirit was clearly the avatar of Emperor Zifang, and the other was the avatar of Emperor Chen Jiu.
"Could it be that the Artifact Spirits of the Star Mirror's life have also been affected?"
Snap!
Zhao Xing decisively enveloped the Star Mirror with Qinghua Magical Power, then locked it in the black box sent by Venerable Bomei.
Normal routes, Zhao Xing no longer dared to take, nor did he dare to use the Star Mirror for communication.
