The edges of these crimson-gold scales gradually turned into blackish-red patterns, and these patterns seemed to be alive, winding upwards from the inside of the wrist at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The patterns were incredibly eerie, twisted and tangled, seemingly outlining the prototype of an ancient and evil totem. Wherever they passed, the flesh beneath the skin seemed to be burning and boiling, and Shang Lin groaned in pain again.

But at this moment, Shang Lin's mind cleared up, and at the same time, a mirror flashed through his mind—the Lotus Mirror! This thought appeared like lightning, and he also took out the Lotus Mirror like lightning.

The deity, barely managing to steady himself, hurriedly said, "Shang Lin, calm down. Don't let that half-demon bloodline affect you. Didn't you want to imprison yourself? Start setting up the formation now."

However, Shang Lin seemed not to hear the God's words, and looked at himself in the lotus mirror. If you only looked at his face, apart from his eyes being different, there was no other change.

As for the pale face caused by the pain, it can be ignored. After all, no matter how pale my face is, at least I am still a human being.

However, when the lotus mirror reflected Shang Lin's face, a beam of light suddenly emerged from the mirror, instantly enveloping him. The next second, his head tilted to the side and he fell down.

She Jinxing hurriedly reached out to support Shang Lin, preventing him from falling to the ground, while Bai Chengyun also quickly reached out his right hand to catch the lotus mirror that was about to fall.

The deity hurriedly went to check on Shang Lin's physical condition. Ah Chou, holding a "garlic head," slowly floated over. Huang Li finally stopped shaking, but did not transform into human form, appearing completely exhausted.

She Jinxing looked at the Divine Lord with a nervous expression and asked, "How is the Sect Master's health?"

The deity sighed softly, "His health is impeccable, but the reason for this coma... we can't find out yet."

Bai Chengyun looked at the mirror in his hand repeatedly, and subconsciously said, "Could it be this bronze mirror that made Sect Leader Shang dizzy?"

The deity retorted directly, "Isn't this obvious?"

Bai Chengyun shook the mirror in his hand slightly. "But I've looked at this mirror again and again, and I still can't figure out what kind of mirror it is! Am I just ignorant?"

The Divine Lord responded, "It's not just that you can't tell what kind of mirror this is. Even Shang Lin, no, none of the disciples of the Yuntai Sect know what kind of mirror this is. Clearly, any reaction from this mirror requires the transmission of spiritual energy, but just now, it moved on its own without any input."

She Jinxing didn't care about the mirror issue; his eyes were fixed on the scales on the sect leader's arm. Seeing them gradually fade and disappear, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, slowly returned to normal.

Then he said to the Divine Lord, "I'll take the Sect Master out of the tower to rest first. He seems... not suitable to enter the Dragon Spirit Tower right now!"

The deity hurriedly said, "Then get out quickly."

She Jinxing carried Shang Lin away and put him on the bed. Then he immediately went to find him some clothes. He then realized that their sect leader had very few outer garments! It seemed that apart from his school uniform, he only had home clothes.

Sigh, men really are still careless!

After dressing Shang Lin, She Jinxing immediately went online to shop. Then he realized that he had never bought clothes online before. Not trusting the sect leader, he simply sent a message to Xing Tian: "Sect leader doesn't have any clothes to change into. Could you buy him a few?"

Xing Tian replied instantly: Okay.

She Jinxing immediately put away his phone and looked at Shang Lin...