"Of course, it's you."

The mirror replied matter-of-factly,

"The life in the mirror is merely a projection of reality, lacking self-awareness and wisdom; it simply operates by following basic rules. If they were to come into reality, the will of the living being would be determined by the corresponding living being in reality."

Chen Xiang felt a bit confused:

"Can you simplify that? Stop being so convoluted!"

"Split body!"

"Couldn't you say that earlier?"

Chen Xiang felt a bit disappointed. He had imagined whether he could summon the image of the Outer Gods to combat them, but it seemed that doing so would merely enhance their power, creating another avatar of equal strength and level.

After a moment, he enlarged the mirror and said,

"Come, summon my reflection!"

"As you wish," the mirror cheerfully replied.

After a long pause,

"Mirror?"

"I'm here," the mirror responded softly,

"You—"

"There's no reflection."

"I don't have a reflection?"

Surprise flickered across Chen Xiang's face, and he felt a surge of excitement. He gazed at the mirror, staring at his own figure in the mirror, and asked in a solemn tone:

"I'm standing right here; isn't the one in the mirror my reflection?"

"It is, but it's not."

The mirror coughed twice; no one knew why a mirror would cough:

"I just realized that this is merely a layer of illusion, a pre-woven illusion placed within the mirror realm."

A pre-woven illusion?

Chen Xiang's heart raced, yet his hands and feet felt cold, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

He focused on the mirror, staring at his image, his voice trembling as he asked:

"I remember you saying that reflections themselves have no reflection, so the mirror realm can only replicate each thing or object once. You mean to say that I am the reflection?"

"Ah?"

The mirror sounded a bit confused, bewildered:

"Surely, you must know that this is impossible!"

It sneered:

"How could you have such a ridiculous thought? It seems that the title of lunatic must be given to you instead."

Chen Xiang felt a sense of relief, and his expression softened a bit as he mockingly scolded:

"Speak plainly."

"I just checked carefully; you are the root, but your reflection seems to have disappeared, as if it has long been taken away."

Chen Xiang paced back and forth, his brows tightly furrowed.

"Taken away long ago?"

That's strange.

Too strange.

He thought he had understood everything; the next journey would be about reclaiming power, ascending once more, and settling everything!

But things didn't seem so simple.

His true name was Emper Xiang.

Lu Saleng kept mum about Emper Xiang, saying that the entire world had forgotten this name, while the mirror had never heard it at all!

And, moreover, his reflection was already lost!

Who took it?

The Outer Gods?

The three pillar gods?

Layers of fog seemed to swirl before his eyes, and what he once thought was clear began to blur again.

The mirror suddenly spoke:

"You should be cautious. I told you that the old cripple is a fool; he's definitely not a good person."

"I've lost my mind, I've forgotten, but I still dislike him."

Chen Xiang felt a heaviness in his heart, muttering to himself:

"I don't know, I don't know."

"Who should I believe?"

An idea struck him, and he took out a piece of white paper, writing the three characters 'Lu Saleng' on it. A deep, godlike eye, like an abyss, opened in his forehead!

Chen Xiang stared at the name on the paper as a flood of information rushed into his mind.

【Lu Saleng, the only saint of the Lord of Death, the last Secretary-General of the United Nations, the first witness to the Initial Impact, the first councilor of the Old Council, the founder of the Great City, and the most loyal servant.】

The information began to disperse.

【Saint of Death: The one most favored and the only one favored by the Lord of Death.】

【Last Secretary-General of the United Nations: During the seventh year of the Divine Calendar, as the United Nations collapsed, he was the last Secretary-General.】

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【First Witness of the Initial Impact: The sword fell from the head of the Greatest, and the first impact erupted; the divine corpse revived, the gods awakened, and he witnessed it all, personally crawling at the feet of the Greatest, gazing at the supreme glory and true visage of the Greatest.】

【First councilor of the Old Council: The Old Council was established by him.】

【Founder of the Great City: The Great City was founded by him.】

【Most Loyal Servant: He is loyal to the Master of the Subspace, loyal to Emperor Titan, and loyal to... you.】

【Information Missing: Cannot be discerned.】

【Information Missing.】

That's all. The rest was all information missing.

Chen Xiang clearly saw that there was more information surging, but it couldn't be captured!

It seemed that the layers involved had already exceeded the limit of the Thinker's Eye!

"The Thinker's Eye... has its limits?"

"Indeed, the Thinker is merely an Outer God, existing at the level of the Greatest; how could it possibly know everything?"

Chen Xiang furrowed his brows, browsing and analyzing the known information about Lu Saleng.

His gaze locked onto the term 'Witness of the First Impact.'

"The sword fell from the head of the Greatest, and the first impact erupted."

Chen Xiang immediately thought of the broken sword lodged in his head in his dream.

The information showed that the sword had clearly fallen from his own head!

But in the dream, that broken sword was still there, piercing into his brain, subduing everything!!

And that's not all.

"He witnessed it all, personally crawling at the feet of the Greatest, gazing at the supreme glory and true visage of the Greatest."

As Chen Xiang recited this information, his gaze became more solemn. His current face was identical to that in the dream.

Lu Saleng had seen the Greatest with his own eyes; how could he not recognize him?

Was it because the true visage in the dream changed along with his own appearance?

Or was there another reason?

If Lu Saleng had problems, then the last piece of information 'Most Loyal Servant' clearly indicated that Lu Saleng was loyal to him!

He then turned his gaze to the mirror.

【Mirror of the Mourner, information missing, information missing, information missing】

【Mirror of the Mourner: The lord of the mirror realm, the true underworld, the dwelling place of all the deceased, your loyal lapdog.】

【Information Missing: Cannot be discerned.】

【Information Missing: Cannot be discerned.】

【Information Missing.】

"I..."

Chen Xiang wearily closed his eyes:

"Who should I believe?"

"I don't know."

He felt the mist engulfing him, the whirlpool growing larger, everything becoming vague.

This feeling was really annoying; he didn't want to scheme, nor did he like scheming.

"I'm still not strong enough!"

"If I were strong enough, able to crush everything, all mysteries would be torn apart by my hands. At that time..."

"The truth! Doesn't matter!"

Chen Xiang's expression gradually settled, inhaling and exhaling, slowly calming his mind. He retracted the Thinker's Eye and transformed the mirror back into a fissured tattoo.

Ensuring that the spiritual seal had been engraved, he sent Yuan Wanli and Wu Mengling out through the shadows before awakening Xiao Wei.

"Where am I?"

Wei Qingqiu opened her tired eyes, and upon seeing Chen Xiang's face, she let out a sigh of relief.

"Old Chen, where's my sixth brother?"

"I knocked him out. He's probably heavily injured and won't wake up for a long time."

Chen Xiang briefly recounted the previous events, including the matter of the Jiuzhou.

"The Jiuzhou is falling toward the subspace. I tamed it for some special reason, but this must never be disclosed."

"A powerful being helped conceal everything; this matter should not leak. The only trouble is Wei Shun; I don't know when he will wake up or if he will expose everything."

Although the first generation said they would ask a councilor—most likely the emperor—to help cover it up and suppress Wei Shun's matter, this was ultimately not very secure. 'Chen Xiang' was not regarded as a 'mentor' in the eyes of the first generation and was not important enough.

Wei Qingqiu furrowed her brows tightly:

"You should have killed him."

"After all, he is your brother."

Chen Xiang chuckled: "Of course, the main reason is that he is a saint, his vitality is too strong, and previously, taking a small fragment of time wasn't enough for me to kill him. What's the situation at your home?"

Exhaustion was written all over Wei Qingqiu's beautiful face:

"It's hard to explain clearly for a moment. Don't worry, I'll take care of the aftermath regarding Wei Shun."

"What are you going to do?"

Chen Xiang felt uneasy.

"Don't ask."

Wei Qingqiu patted Chen Xiang's shoulder:

"Just like I won't ask you about your secrets, won't ask how you suddenly became so strong, you can't ask me!"

Chen Xiang frowned for a long time, but in the end, he didn't say anything, only softly replied:

"Don't do anything foolish. You should stay in this secret room for now; there might be changes outside."

"No way!"

Xiao Wei propped herself up, shaking her slightly dazed head from the mental impact:

"Old Chen, don't look down on me. I may only be an extraordinary being now, not comparable to you, but I still..."

"Enough, enough."

Chen Xiang, both amused and exasperated, pressed Wei Qingqiu back down:

"Look at your current state; is it appropriate? Rest well, we'll talk about everything after you recover!"

Wei Qingqiu pouted but also knew that her current state was a burden. After a moment of silence, she admonished:

"Then you... take care of yourself."

"Old Chen, you're stronger than me now, but remember, I'm your guide!"

Xiao Wei waved her fist:

"So you mustn't go on a dangerous adventure alone! As your guide, I have the responsibility to ensure your safety! I don't want to be held accountable by the council later!"

"Okay, okay, I don't think you know me yet, do you? I'm the most cautious, absolutely won't do anything without confidence."

"You're full of it!"

Xiao Wei rolled her beautiful eyes:

"There's only a wrong name, not a wrong nickname, right? Chen the Warrior? Chen the Reckless?"

Chen Xiang chuckled.

After leaving the secret room, Chen Xiang received a message from the elder: the Ninth and Eighth Rings had been fully integrated. Everything could begin.

Chen Xiang glanced at the still dazzling sun in the sky and then looked at his phone.

June 23rd.

If what Lu Saleng said was true, the Day of Divine Descent would be July 1st, and the event that took away the altar would occur the day before the Day of Divine Descent, June 30th.

There were still seven days left.