"Activate, Heavenly Mirror!" The Withered Bone Keeper stood beneath the swirling vortex, his body emitting a dim, bone-like deathly light.0

HUM! A pallid storm of deathly light swirled around his stooped figure, gradually enveloping over 3,000 meters. Wherever the storm touched, flowers and trees withered rapidly. Vast tracts of land lost their vitality as if life itself had been drained, turning into a dull gray.0

For a moment, even the Withered Bone Keeper's body cracked open with several bloody fissures. His expression was ferociously twisted; activating the Heavenly Mirror was no small feat for him. Yet, he gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength to do so.0

BOOM! A mirror, resembling a white bone, emerged from his chest! Its appearance made the surrounding mountains tremble, and countless creatures were paralyzed with fear. A chilling storm of death swept through the Eternal Sword Prison, as if the mirror was a gateway for the dead.0

Around this circular mirror, pale skulls hovered, its back adorned with crossed white bony arms. The mirror itself swirled with gray mist and shadowy souls, as if thousands of faces were trapped within.0

Clearly, the Heavenly Mirror was no ordinary artifact, but a weapon of unparalleled malevolence. Its emergence finally coaxed a slight smile onto the silent face of Ling Chen.0

The other powerful beings of the Sword Ruins, gathered around the Withered Bone Keeper, also saw a glimmer of hope for a turnaround, to take control of the Sword Ruins.0

"Whether it's the Heavenly Mirror or the Sword Relic,...0