Mirror World

The old woman held a worn-out, cracked cane with a hideous and twisted snake head carved on the top. A tiny black snake was entangled in her dry, bark-like hands. The snake was as black as ink, its scales gleaming with a cold light, and it would occasionally spit out scarlet tongues.

In the blink of an eye, the figure of the Anaconda flashed and disappeared like a ghost. The next moment, she appeared in the ancient tomb. On the altar in the ancient tomb, the black scroll [Dark Scarlet Scroll] illuminated the dark tomb with scarlet light.

The face of the Nian Po became extremely solemn. She stared at the front closely, as if she could see some hidden truth through the void. Her voice was low and hoarse, with an irresistible majesty: "There is no sacrifice, but you took the initiative to predict..."

The air around them seemed to solidify because of her words. The little black snake crawled down to the ground on its own initiative and turned into a black-haired woman.

She slowly stood up and walked towards the mysterious altar with heavy and firm steps.

When she came to the altar, she stopped and stared down at the ancient scroll placed there. The scroll was emitting a faint light.

Then, she whispered softly, her voice low and melodious, as if she was talking to the ancient scroll: "The journey without land, the destiny of creation." As she chanted, the small words on the scroll gradually became clear, jumping on the paper like living things.

She turned to the Anaconda and said, "There is no new "Spellcaster". This time the prophecy is about the "Spellcaster" we saw last time."

The old woman walked up slowly and carefully examined the words on the scroll. Her eyes sparkled, as if she was full of anticipation and excitement for what was written on it.

After a while, a trace of irrepressible joy appeared on the face of the old woman. She clapped her hands lightly, and said excitedly, "Okay! Let's set off immediately! Take him with us to the uninhabited land."

The Anaconda woman stretched out her hand, and the woman turned back into a small snake and coiled around the Anaconda woman's hand.

……

After Tang Huan returned to Yunfeng City, even though he was protected by the contracted army, he still felt uneasy, and this feeling of uneasiness became more and more frequent.

Everyone returned to their respective families, except Tang Huan and Modona, who were on their way back to their own small building.

The two men walked together, and Tang Huan remained silent during the journey. The uneasiness in his heart made it difficult for him to express himself.

Modona's beautiful and deep eyes stared at Tang Huan, revealing a sincere and concerned expression. She asked softly: "Tang Huan, is there something bothering you? If you are willing to talk about it, why not share it with me. It is not a good thing to keep your troubles in your heart. Opening your heart may make you feel better, okay?" Her voice was as warm and gentle as the spring breeze, as if carrying a magical power, trying to dispel the haze in Tang Huan's heart.

Tang Huan shook his head. "I don't know what's bothering me. I can't describe the feeling. Oh, right! Modona, I won't go home today."

"No! Where are you going?"

"I'm going to find Lei Teng, don't follow me!" Tang Huan's voice suddenly turned cold, as if it had turned into a piece of ice, without any warmth or emotion. His eyes were firm and indifferent, as if he had made up his mind to draw a line between him and the other party. After saying this, he turned around and walked away, with steady and powerful steps, moving in another direction without hesitation, leaving the people behind in shock and at a loss.

Modona's heart suddenly trembled, and an indescribable chill surged into her heart. The cold tone made her feel unprecedented loss and loneliness. She couldn't help but tremble, and her eyes revealed deep sadness and confusion.

Modona's eyes revealed a sadness that was hard to hide. She stood quietly there, staring at Tang Huan's back as he walked away.

Then her tears unconsciously slid down her cheeks, intertwined with her sad expression, making people feel pity. She bit her lips gently, trying to restrain herself from crying out loud, but her slightly trembling voice made her sob uncontrollably: "Tang Huan... do you hate me?" This sentence was like a sharp sword, piercing her heart.

Tang Huan, holding the box, walked away with a stern expression, saying, "I'm sorry, Modona. I feel an indescribable crisis. In order to avoid causing you trouble, I can only speak to you in this tone. Otherwise, you would definitely follow me."

Tang Huan quickened his pace and ran out of the city, and came to Lei Teng, "Lei Teng! Take me to heaven. Today! We will rest in heaven."

Lei Teng nodded in understanding, and lowered his snake head to let Tang Huan jump on it. When Tang Huan stood firm, Lei Teng spread his wings and flew, twisting his body and flying quickly towards the clouds in the sky.

Modona returned home and pushed open the door to the first floor. It was quiet inside with no noise.

"Have they all gone out to play?" Modona looked a little disappointed. She slowly walked up to the third floor, returned to her room, and closed the door. She took off her witch robe and threw it aside. She also threw her staff casually on the ground.

She sat quietly beside the bed, her body trembling slightly, as fragile as a leaf in the wind. She hugged her knees tightly, as if to give herself a warm harbor, but the lonely room made her lonely inner pain surge like a tide.

There was a faint sadness in her eyes, a kind of unspeakable pain, like the most distant stars in the night sky, although they were shining faintly, they were out of reach. Tears rolled in her eyes, and it seemed that they could burst out at any time, but she forced herself not to let them fall.

"So, this is what Master said, 'Love but cannot obtain'..." She murmured to herself, her voice so soft that only she could hear it. This sentence was like a sharp sword, piercing her heart mercilessly, making her feel so painful that she couldn't breathe. She used to have no good feelings for the worldly life, love, hate, and hatred, but after being plotted against by her master, "Elisa Wingot", she changed from being indifferent to being sensitive and sentimental.

At this moment, she finally understood what her master said. It turned out that there were too many frustrations and regrets in the world, and some things could not be changed by hard work. That love was like a flower in the mirror, seemingly beautiful but untouchable; it was also like a breeze, blowing without a trace, leaving only endless longing and pain.

……

Lei Tengfei flew up into the thick clouds and hovered in the clouds.

Tang Huan looked around and felt somewhat relieved of his inner anxiety.

"After flying to this place, no one should be able to find it." Then Tang Huan opened the box containing "Shizhiling" in his hand with peace of mind.

The moment the box was opened, the "Shizhi Ridge" inside emitted a glass-like light, and Tang Huan picked up the strange stone that looked like colorful neon.

Tang Huan exclaimed in amazement, "This is the 'Killing Knowledge Ridge'! What a wonderful stone!"

Tang Huan noticed that there was an instruction manual under the box, explaining how to eat this colorful neon-like stone.

Tang Huan picked up the instruction sheet and read the words on it, "Roast over fire until it becomes powder." After knowing the method of consumption, Tang Huan did not waste any time. He immediately spit out black flames from his mouth to roast the "Shizhiling" in his hand.

……

On the top of a rocky mountain that towers into the sky, a tall man stands quietly. He is wearing a tattered yellow and white religious robe, but it cannot conceal his innate majesty.

What is surprising is that the man is carrying an ancient door on his back. The door is plain and there is nothing gorgeous about it on the surface. It is just an old door.

The man raised his head slightly, his eyes piercing through the clouds, gazing at the blue, gem-like sky. The snow-white clouds drifted slowly, like a group of free sheep. The sun shone on his face, reflecting his resolute and deep eyes. The breeze gently blew his hair, bringing a hint of coolness, but his body remained motionless like a sculpture.

In this peaceful atmosphere, time seemed to stand still. The man was immersed in his own thoughts, as if he had merged with the whole world.

"This world is so beautiful! Lord God! I have returned to the past, and I will not fail the mission you have entrusted to me."