“Jiang Ling, you’re saying that you had no idea that Dongyang Yun cultivated with the Cyclic Mirror?” Bai Mo looked at Jiang Ling.

“Future Hall King, I swear that I don’t. If I knew about it beforehand, let me be destroyed by heaven and earth!” Jiang Ling replied. This incident had a massive impact on him.

“That’s impossible!” Chong Yang from the Ancient Qilin Clan exclaimed in disbelief. Retrieving a miniature map, he continued, “This Cyclic Map was given to me by Autarch Qian himself. It can lock on to the Cyclic Mirror’s location. We tried detecting Li Muyang’s location recently. He’s only been at the Theocracy’s borders, and the Cyclic Mirror must be with him!”

“And you’re so certain that Autarch Qian wasn’t lying?” Bai Mo sneered.

“Let me explain,” Jiang Ling suddenly interrupted. “I have no intention of hiding it from you—the Cyclic Map has no effect. It just happens to share a similar name with the Cyclic Mirror. The reason my father did this was so that he could use the Cyclic Mirror...