At this mont, whether it was the Wang Ding or the Chen Family, in front of Xu Hei, they were nothing but ants.
With a single thought, Xu Hei could decide their life or death. He could kill Wang Ding, annihilate the Chen Family, ignore them, seal Wang Ding, or eliminate them all.
This was clearly a test, a test of Xu Hei's Dao heart, to see what kind it was.
"Make a choice, follow your true self."
A phantom voice drifted up, echoing in Xu Hei's heart.
However, as ti passed, Xu Hei made no choice.
In his eyes, a look of confusion flickered, his face showing struggle, as if resisting so kind of guidance.
"Why don't you make a choice quickly? Do you want to defy your true self?"
The voice continued, echoing in Xu Hei's ears, causing his clarity to fade, once again overtaken by instinct.
What was Xu Hei's instinct?
In the stone chamber, Xu Hei stood before the mirror, his entire skeleton beginning to tremble, especially the three dragon bones at his tail, emitting a buzzing sound, very intense.
"What is my instinct?"
Xu Hei suddenly murmured to himself.
Xu Hei closed his eyes, deciding to follow his instinct.
"Ah!!"
In the mirror world, Xu Hei's spirit let out a sharp screech, a terrifying soul wave erupting from his sea of consciousness.
Everything before him, all the illusions, began to collapse.
Like a will-o'-the-wisp, everything was false, fabricated out of thin air.
Wang Ding shattered inch by inch, the fleeing mbers of the Chen Family vanished, and the hellish scene disappeared as well.
"How could this be?"
A voice of astonishnt sounded in the dark.
Instinct is the true self.
Since Xu Hei knew this was fake, his true self would only make one choice, to resist this illusion!
"You wish to see through my heart, to read my mories, how could I, Xu Hei, fall for that?"
"This inheritance, I don't need it!"
Xu Hei had never told anyone about his relationship with Wang Ding, yet this mirror could read it, which had already crossed his taboo.
If it could read Wang Ding, could it also reveal the Demon God Cauldron, the Nine Transformations of the True Dragon?
Xu Hei hated being manipulated, and he was already wary of this place, especially after learning that the tomb owner might be a demonic cultivator, he even considered escaping.
If his retreat hadn't been cut off, he wouldn't have co to this heart-questioning trial.
"Whether you want it or not is not up to you! Such an opportunity cos once every thirty thousand years, and since you're here, how could I let you go?"
The ethereal voice echoed once more.
Xu Hei confird that the other party had always been present, watching him from the shadows.
This made Xu Hei's scalp tingle, his eyes turning fierce.
"Crack!"
Suddenly, Xu Hei's storage bag flew out on its own, a pale golden storage bag.
The storage bag opened, and a mirror floated out, hovering in mid-air, its surface facing the heart-questioning mirror.
This was the mysterious purple mirror left by Hei Huang. Since Xu Hei used it once, it had remained inactive, and now, it appeared on its own for the first ti!
"What is this..."
The voice appeared astonished once again.
A faint light emitted from the mirror, shining on the heart-questioning mirror, and a powerful attraction erupted.
"Boom!!!"
In an instant, the heavens and earth shook, the ground quaked, and mountains swayed.
The mirror world, like an impending apocalypse, twisted, collapsed, and shattered, the void cracking in countless places, spreading to every corner, like a breaking mirror.
The hellish ground, the burning sky, disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, this was the collapse of a world, akin to the end of days.
"What kind of magical treasure is this?"
The voice was filled with terror.
At this mont, a sharp, eerie laugh emanated from the purple Demon Mirror.
"Hehehe, there's actually an artifact spirit here, what a rare and great supplent!"
The attraction from the Demon Mirror's surface grew stronger, twisting the space around the heart-questioning mirror, as if it would be pulled into the Demon Mirror.
"No! I'm not an artifact spirit! I'm not!"
The heart-questioning mirror let out a miserable cry.
But the Demon Mirror did not argue, only continuing its eerie laughter. As the space twisted more, the heart-questioning mirror floated up, growing smaller.
"Buzz!"
Before Xu Hei's spirit, the mirror world completely shattered, turning to nothingness, leaving nothing behind. His spirit returned, automatically rging back into his physical body.
Xu Hei was dumbfounded by the scene before him.
"Hehe, a little artifact spirit shouldn't struggle, you impersonated the tomb owner and set up so many trials, just to find a suitable physical body to snatch and transform into a human, right?"
The Demon Mirror continued its eerie laughter.
Hearing this, the heart-questioning mirror went mad, roaring frantically: "No! I'm not an artifact spirit, I'm the third-generation ancestor of the Gongshu family!"
Its voice was hysterical, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"Hehehe, you can fool others, but don't fool yourself."
The Demon Mirror sneered, "I should thank you, otherwise, where would I find such a good supplent?"
The Demon Mirror increased its power, the surface of the heart-questioning mirror cracking with countless fissures, about to shatter, its size shrinking, about to be absorbed.
Xu Hei watched the struggle between the two magical treasures, utterly speechless.
"Artifact spirit?"
Xu Hei had heard the term before, but this was his first ti seeing one.
An artifact spirit is born when a magical treasure reaches a certain level of power and develops self-awareness.
For example, the sword spirit of a flying sword is a type of artifact spirit.
The Black Dragon Pagoda also had so self-awareness, with the potential to birth an artifact spirit.
When Xu Hei first used the Demon Mirror last year, he saw sothing resembling an inner demon, which, after chasing Xuan Yangzi, returned and entered the Demon Mirror. Xu Hei had speculated whether that thing was an artifact spirit.
Now it seed, it was highly likely.
Of course, Xu Hei wasn't certain, perhaps it was a product of copying the other party's artifact spirit.
"Ahhh!! How could I, the third-generation ancestor, die at the hands of an artifact spirit? This is impossible!"
At this mont, the heart-questioning mirror was close to being completely absorbed, letting out its final howl.
But the Demon Mirror froze, angrily cursing: "You're the artifact spirit, your whole family are artifact spirits!"
"Whoosh!"
The attraction suddenly intensified, forming a vortex, completely swallowing the heart-questioning mirror, absorbing it into the Demon Mirror.
At this mont, the Demon Mirror cald down, landing on the ground, no longer moving.
The Demon Mirror's surface regained a hint of spiritual charm, returning to the state it was in when Xu Hei first took it out.
Xu Hei stood there, stunned for a long ti, before finally taking a deep breath, inexplicably shaken.
"What on earth is this mirror?"
Xu Hei crawled closer, hesitant to touch this treasure, but rembering it was left by Hei Huang, he used the Gravity Technique to pick it up, examining it from the side.
Xu Hei dared not look too closely, lest he accidentally reflect himself, creating a duplicate to fight him, which would be truly unjust.
He quickly stored it in the pale golden storage bag.
This golden storage bag was specifically for storing this mirror, opening automatically at certain tis.
"Rumble..."
Suddenly, the entire stone chamber shook, dust falling from above, as if this pyramid had lost so structure, on the verge of collapse.
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