Chapter 474 A Glimpse Across the Rift
The mirror was quiet and nothing strange happened in the second half of the night.
After Hu Li went back to his room to sleep, Yu Sheng sat in front of the mirror, holding the fragments of the ominous banner in his hand, staring at the opposite wall like a weirdo expecting a midnight ghost story. In the end, he even fell into a deep sleep while sitting on the chair. He had many confused dreams that he had no memory of. He also saw Irene wandering around in his dream. Finally, the little doll asked him in his dream why he didn't go back to his room to sleep. He suddenly woke up and returned to his room helplessly.
Then, I slept until noon.
Irene wanted to go shopping in the city today, but Yu Sheng had other plans. After some discussion, Yu Sheng decided to let Hu Li take the little doll down the mountain to play.
But he was also a little worried. After all, Hu Li rarely went out on his own, and Irene was a troublesome troublemaker. It didn't seem safe to let the two of them go down the mountain together...
So after thinking it over, he decided to send Luna as well - although Miss Saint was taciturn and slow in the real world, at least she was calm and honest. With her watching over the two funny guys, the fox and the puppet, there shouldn't be any bad incidents that would require him to go to the sheriff's department to rescue people.
"Erin, after you get down the mountain, don't tie anyone up with string, don't curse anyone, and don't use the Wandering Star of Bad Omen to smash windows... Hu Li, remember to pay for food. Don't go fishing in the park pond. Most of the fairy birds flying over the city walls have owners, so don't catch them and eat them... Luna, watch over these two. If anything happens, contact me directly..."
Yu Sheng stood at the doorway, rambling on and on like an old father who was seeing his naughty child off on a long journey for the first time. Nestled in Hu Li's arms, Irene rolled her eyes as she listened, "Alright, alright, alright. We're not kids anymore. And what kind of image do you have of me? I'm an Alice doll, how could I possibly do something like smashing someone's glass..."
Luna beside her listened and nodded: "Yeah, that's right."
Sometimes it was really hard for Yu Sheng to judge what the saint lady meant by "yes, that's right". Coupled with her strange delay, he was not even sure who this girl was praising.
...Wait, by the way, is she really calm and honest?
Yu Sheng suddenly had this doubt, and his mind unconsciously recalled Luna's crackling and chattering state in the wilderness of souls. But just as he was about to say something, the fox girl in front of him quickly turned around and rolled over. With a "bang", she turned into a huge nine-tailed demon fox, and then carried Irene and Luna on her shoulders and rushed straight into the sea of clouds in a streak of white light...
Like a Samoyed on the loose.
Looking at the fire of the nine-tailed fox across the sea of clouds, Yu Sheng smiled helplessly and shook his head. Then, after a little thought, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Master Yuan Hao.
Just a moment after the message was sent, he saw a streak of light rising from the direction of Queyun Palace. In the blink of an eye, the light landed on the Guanyun Terrace and transformed into an old handsome man with snow-white hair and beard and flowing long robe.
Yu Sheng stepped forward to greet him, but halfway through, he noticed that Yuan Hao Zhenren, who usually had a carefree face, was now scowling. He was stunned: "What's wrong with you?"
The old handsome guy took out a fan from somewhere and waved it, then slammed it on his hand with a "smack", and said in grief: "My three hundred years of Lingshuang wine!!!"
Yu Sheng: “……?”
Fortunately, Yuan Hao Zhenren's heart of Taoism was still quite stable. After a while of grief, he recovered and told Yu Sheng about his tragic experience after he returned yesterday.
Basically, the two junior brothers found his wine stash while he was setting up a stall down the mountain, picked out the precious ones, and drank all twelve jars in half a day...
"Those two have no respect for their elders!" Yuan Hao sighed. "I was afraid they would find out, so I dug a wine cellar under the Patriarch's Hall. But they showed no respect for the Patriarch's majesty and forcibly pried open the cellar lid behind the Patriarch's statue..."
Yu Sheng listened with a cold sweat, not daring to say or ask more. He only sighed in his heart that the old commander was so much more powerful than his three fellow disciples. They had reached a certain level in their cultivation. Apart from other things, their thoughts were truly enlightened. In comparison, Xuan Che's cultivation was indeed much worse. He would have died if he had to turn around on the beam twice...
Of course, don’t ask how it works specifically.
While he was lost in thought, Yuan Hao quickly recovered. The old general took a deep breath, put aside his three hundred year old Spirit Frost Brew for the time being, and said calmly, "Well, let's not talk about personal matters for now. Take me to see that 'room' first."
Yu Sheng quickly gathered his thoughts upon hearing this, turned around and walked towards the door: "Okay, follow me."
A few minutes later, Yuan Hao Zhenren, led by Yu Sheng, came to the end of the corridor on the second floor of No. 66 Wutong Road and stood in front of the strange empty room.
This was exactly the main purpose of his coming here today - to see with his own eyes where the "fragment of the ominous flag" in Yu Sheng's hand "entered" the real world from.
The door opened, and the empty room at the end of the corridor remained the same as before.
The sunlight filtered through the slightly old and thin curtains, casting light and dark spots in the room. The slightly faded wallpaper was printed with simple patterns. A solitary mirror hung on the opposite wall, reflecting the figures of Yu Sheng and Yuan Hao.
"The rift's 'focus' should be this mirror. It occasionally reflects the scenery 'on the other side,' but the timing and duration of these reflections are irregular," Yu Sheng pointed at the mirror and explained the room's characteristics to Yuan Hao. "Furthermore, the entire wall where the mirror is hung should be part of the rift. When something unusual appears in the mirror, the entire wall becomes 'weak,' and matter from the other side flies in, like wind and snow, metal parts—and fragments of the ominous banner."
Yuan Hao nodded as he listened, his attention always on the mirror. After studying it for a long time, he casually rummaged through his sleeve and took out... a stack of talisman paper.
Yu Sheng looked at him in surprise.
The old man was stunned by Yu Sheng's look: "Why do you look like that?"
"This is the first time I've seen you pull something other than a brick out of your sleeve."
"I can also use other magic," Yuan Hao suddenly felt a little embarrassed. "For such a detailed investigation, I can't use the Heaven-Flipping Seal to smash your treasure mirror, right?"
Yu Shengxin said that he had actually thought that the other party was going to do this, and he had prepared himself mentally...
Even as he was speaking, Yuan Hao had already casually scattered the stack of talisman papers. The talisman papers depicting the mysterious patterns turned into countless illusory phantoms the moment they left his hands. Then, those phantoms connected end to end, and the papers vanished into thin air, leaving only runes emitting a faint golden light that formed flowing curtains in the air. Yuan Hao didn't seem to perform any rituals such as making hand gestures, chanting spells, or burning incense to pray, but the rune curtains had already completed countless dazzling combinations and changes, and then slowly covered the walls on both sides of the mirror.
Many tiny flames burst out around the rune emitting a faint golden light, and slowly adhered to the wall like a brand.
"I've been preparing these talismans for a hundred years," Yuan Hao sighed softly as he watched the scene unfold before him, a look of emotion filling his face. "After leaving the 'Black Star,' I recorded every 'traces' of time and space I could deduce on the Immortal Boat and refined them into these 'Daoist Beacons,' hoping to capture the Black Star the next time it appeared. Unexpectedly, the Black Star never reappeared. Even more unexpectedly, these talismans would find a use for you."
"...'Balconets'? Are you saying these things can open a passage to that strange space inside the Black Star?"
Yuan Hao shook his head and answered honestly: "I don't know."
"Um...I don't know?"
"I'm not a 'door-opening expert' like you, so how would I know if these things can open the rifts here?" Yuan Hao spread his hands. "These are just some recorded coordinates, and many of them were estimated by me afterward through deduction. I'm just 'printing' them here as a test to see if they can stimulate the unstable space-time structure here. Maybe they can cause the existing rifts to open on their own... If they don't work, there's nothing I can do."
Yu Sheng was a little speechless looking at the calm old man, then he took a step forward, ready to use his "door opening" ability to sense the curtain composed of countless runes, to see if he could use these "signposts" to open a door to the distance, just like the transition process of intervening in the Pillar of Order.
But just as he was about to raise his hand, a strong feeling of coldness and resistance, which seemed to penetrate his bones, soul, and mind, forced him to stop.
He was slightly dazed by this indescribable discomfort, his fingers only a few centimeters away from the mirror.
Then, the scene of the room reflected in the mirror disappeared in an instant, and a dark fog that was so thick that it was almost like black mud spread from the edge of the frame and covered the entire mirror surface in the blink of an eye.
The mirror surface undulated and squirmed before his eyes, and sticky and strange ripples spread out in the thick fog. Then, the ripples quickly spread beyond the frame and even spread to the entire wall. The pale golden runes had disappeared at some point, leaving only an entire wall of dark "silt" expanding and contracting before his eyes, like an abyss tempting people to fall into it.
Yu Sheng was dazed for a moment, but did not take his hand away.
Because that cold and biting breath... is very familiar.
At this moment, the surface of the mirror suddenly "swelled". Although it only bulged a few centimeters, it was enough to fill the distance between Yu Sheng's fingers and the mirror.
He touched the black mist.
Endless darkness came in the blink of an eye, and biting cold gathered from all directions. Yu Sheng's eyes blurred and he fell into endless darkness.
A huge torrent of information poured out from the end of the darkness, directly outlining a vast and boundless image in Yu Sheng's mind. One illusion after another - or perhaps not an illusion - showed their hazy and terrifying silhouettes in the darkness.
A giant eye covering the sky, giant trees and jungles hanging upside down from the sky, a graceful beauty sitting lazily on a throne, a living planet covered in hexagonal crystals, a silver ring emitting a holy and soft light, and a lavender mist swimming among the stars...
Dark angels line the other side, surrounding the world in destruction.
(End of this chapter)
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