Half an hour later, a booming crash reverberated through the air. Finally, the little cow had broken the Spirit World’s Great Dead Souls’ Formation with void devil beast Xu Baisheng’s assistance. The antique mirror was finally exposed in front of them.

Huang Xiaolong and the others walked towards it.

Standing right in front of the mirror, Huang Xiaolong reached out to hold it; strangely, the antique mirror felt weightless like a feather in his hand.

There were dense green-colored lines on the front side of the mirror. These lines looked like some kind of ancient symbols that formed an ancient formation. The back of the mirror had faint black stripes that corresponds with the ancient symbols on the front side; it was another ancient formation. The only difference between them was the color.

Other than these ancient formations, Huang Xiaolong couldn’t see anything special about the antique mirror.

Huang Xiaolong carefully...