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Chapter 4900: 5.0652 Condensing Light Mirror

"What are you doing?? You!" The man called Old Zhou gritted his teeth and cried out, but when he saw Mo Lian's cold face, he shut up and swallowed the latter half of his sentence.

The middle-aged man before him, though seemingly ordinary in appearance, had a pair of phoenix eyes that were particularly intimidating and chilling, instilling fear in people's hearts.

"Quick, look, the sacred artifact, it's the sacred artifact." Someone cried out.

Everyone's gaze was drawn to him.

A ball of light appeared at the bottom of the pit, so bright that people involuntarily reached out to shield their eyes.

If one were to stare at the light ball continuously, there was a feeling that one's eyes would immediately go blind.

Feng Chen flicked his hand and used a vine whip to nudge it. He couldn't dislodge the light ball; instead, the light ball rolled along the vine for several feet, suspending itself in the center of the pit like a radiating light source, making it impossible for people to open their eyes.

"This light is too dazzling."

"Yeah, what exactly is this sacred artifact?"

"For so many years, we've always wanted to figure out what it is, but we've never been able to see it clearly."

Old Zhou sighed, "It seems I'm destined never to see its true face in this lifetime."

"N-not necessarily," another person stammered, "With, with those few sirs here, I, I think today we might actually, truly be able to see the true form of the sacred artifact."

But this sacred artifact... it's probably absolutely out of reach for them.

With so many experts here, there's no way it would be their turn to seize this sacred artifact.

The sacred artifact had already formed a sacred spirit and gained its own consciousness. Among these people, those who could meet the sacred artifact's approval would certainly not be ordinary cultivators like them.

Sigh, what a pity, Old Zhou and a few others muttered inwardly.

Mo Lian raised a hand, and a cluster of gently burning sacred fire suddenly fell into the pit, swirling around the light ball, and bursting into black hot flames.

Great Overlord Jisi, who had been lying on the ground playing dead, couldn't help but stare with wide eyes, constantly thinking: Black fire, it's actually black sacred fire?

My goodness, what the hell is this person? What is he doing down here in the Sacrificial Sea Abyss?

The sacred fire roasted and peeled away the outer light ball, revealing the original form of the sacred artifact inside.

"This is??" Old Zhou and the others stared with wide eyes at the original form of the sacred artifact after the light ball peeled away, their expressions somewhat incredulous.

It's actually?

"It's actually a mirror?"

"A mirror?" Everyone shouted in an uproar, "Huh? What kind of mirror is this? It looks very ordinary."

Indeed, it was very ordinary.

Now, suspended high in mid-air before everyone, was a small handheld mirror.

With an ink-colored frame, finely engraved markings, a small mirror that was almost too small to even reflect one's face when held in hand...

It's actually, actually an ancient sacred artifact capable of forming a sacred spirit?

This type of sacred artifact is not a man-made weapon, but rather a natural formation, veiled by the glory of ages and imbued by time over many years.

"Bold!" Lord Guangguang, held in Feng Chen's arms, opened and closed his small mouth, letting out an indignant rebuke, "Ignorant humans, what are those expressions on your faces?"

You dare to look at Lord Guangguang with suspicious eyes? Are you tired of living, indeed!

Feng Chen chuckled. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw the air ripple slightly, and Qiao Qiao's small face abruptly appeared amidst the wavy, ethereal light.

"What are you doing??" Qiao Mu roared at the illusory, fluctuating light and shadows before her, "You've been gone so long, what are you dawdling for?!"