A pitch-black feather pierced the heart of the shadow...... Or maybe the core of the shadow.

The shadow struggled and squirmed in pain.

With eyes full of fear, anger, and hatred, look at the person holding the feather.

its ontology.

It is also the one who gives it life, but immediately wants to kill it.

But in front of the murder weapon that the creator of the ritual of Shadow Binding carefully designed to kill the shadow.

It was powerless.

Life is gone, it's dying.

When the last bit of life dissipated, the shadow dissipated with a strong unwillingness.

The moonlight chains also dissipated.

"The most dangerous step in the ritual of shadow binding is to activate the process of killing one's own shadow......"

"If you accidentally let the shadow break free and escape, not only will the caster be counterattacked, but the fleeing shadow will also turn into a nightmare that the caster will be haunted in this life......"

"Fortunately, at this step, it doesn't seem to be a problem for me."

Jiang Ge's hand holding the pitch-black feather withdrew.

And in the moonlight, the ground beside him was empty, and there was nothing.

The Shadow was killed by his own hands.

He became a man without a shadow.

This is clearly contrary to the common sense of the world.

He already vaguely felt the rejection from the laws of this world.

It was as if there was some kind of force around him, ready to transform him into something inhuman.

Moreover, this conversion did him no good at all.

"Hurry up."

Jiang Ge flicked his fingers on the pitch-black feather.

This seemingly extremely sharp feather has an extremely fragile texture.

Just with this flick, a crack appeared on the feather.

Then, with this rift as the center, countless rifts were derived and spread to the entire feather.

There was a crisp cracking sound.

The pitch-black feather completely shattered, turning into countless black crystal dust, scattering on the place where the shadow had died just now.

"The murder weapon that killed the shadow was stained with the blood of the shadow, and it was shattered into dust, so that the corpse of the dead shadow could show its tracks......"

I saw pitch-black crystal dust drifting.

On the originally empty earth, a huddled humanoid mark slowly appeared.

Jiang Ge was also a little curious and looked at this scene.

If the ritual of the moon's mirror is still to be followed.

The content involved in the ritual of the Shadow Binding was far beyond the comprehension of mortals.

Follow the steps and next.

He needed to bury the body of his shadow in this ritual-made dead land,

With the river of blood flowing beneath the earth, it is nurtured with endless vitality.

This is the alternation of yin and yang, the cycle of life and death.

When life sprouts, the shadow will be reborn.

The ritual will be completed.

At that time, his shadow will no longer be the same as that of a mortal.

You will gain hidden powers that can interfere with the present world.

Jiang Ge bent down and picked up the shadow's corpse.

The humanoid sigil was not real.

Jiang Ge's hands were empty, but he felt that he had indeed picked up something.

"Next, it's time to bury ......"

Jiang Ge came to the center of the ceremony venue with the corpse of the shadow in his hand.

I was about to make a move, but suddenly stopped.

Because in the center of the venue, there is a bronze mirror that reflects the glow of the moon.

It was supposed to be the place where he buried his shadow.

"The orthodox ritual of shadow binding, without the participation of the 'moon', is to directly bury the dead remains of the shadow on the earth, so that the earth can give birth to its vitality......

"So I should remove the mirror?"

"No, there seems to be something wrong with this ritual!"

Jiang Ge frowned slightly.

At this point in the ritual, he gradually realized the essence of the ritual.

The ritual of Shadow Binding is to kill one's own shadow first.

Then pray to a certain power that exists in the underworld to push the wheel of life and death, cross the boundary between yin and yang, let the shadow come back to life, and obtain power beyond the common sense of the world......

In other words, the root of the ritual of shadow binding has nothing to do with shadows.

Rather, it symbolizes life and death.

The creator of the Shadow Binding Ritual probably borrowed from a resurrection ritual involving life and death, and transformed the Shadow Binding Ritual to resurrect the shadow.

The dead earth, the river of blood, is but an appearance, a tool used to channel the power of that being.

With a few liters of blood and some mundane materials, it is obviously not enough to resurrect the shadow.

It is the power of the Great Being that can truly resurrect the shadow.

And this means that the ritual of Shadow Binding actually requires two copies of [Secret Transmission].

One is used to bind the shadows, and the other is used to propel the wheel of life and death.

"No, maybe the power of the being that the Shadow Binding Ritual prays for can achieve both effects at ......the same time," Jiang Ge speculated.

But in this way, his previous inference went wrong.

Because the "moon" can bind shadows, but it does not control life and death.

And he didn't get the [Secret Transmission] of the being to whom the Ritual of Shadow Binding pointed.

There is no way to pray for its strength......

"I'm in trouble."

Jiang Ge glanced around.

Exclusion from the present world is intensifying.

The strange forces that linger around are also approaching little by little.

He had to make a decision as soon as possible.

Otherwise, what awaits him will be to become inhuman.

"The shadow is the reflection of the soul, and the soul grows and dies on the earth......"

"Earth ......"

"The mother of the majestic earth and mountains, the Yuanjun of the mountains and seas, [the secret of the medicine picker]?"

"Perhaps I can pray for His strength to come down ......"

However, just when Jiang Ge was ready to try, borrowing the power of Shanhai Yuanjun.

Blurry moonlight sprinkles.

In a trance, Jiang Ge raised his head.

It was as if he had seen the moon that had been broken quickly come to fruition.

The air was filled with the scent of laurel flowers.

There seemed to be a cold voice whispering in his ear.

It was the whisper of the moon, telling him the secret that no one knows—

"Not every soul is born on the earth like the moon in a mirror......

A hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Ge's eyes.

Indeed, there are always exceptions.

For example, he, a time-traveler from another world, and the seven ancient pillars that supported the world......

There was no hesitation.

Jiang Ge chose to pray for the power of the mirror moon.

He is not familiar with Shanhai Yuanjun.

On the contrary, he had seen the true body of the moon.

And the whisper just now seemed to be a hint - it came out when he was about to pray to the Yuanjun of the mountains and seas......

Jiang Ge felt something weird.

However, he is not a bad person.

Holding the corpse of the shadow in his hand, Jiang Ge came to the bronze mirror.

Bend down and carefully place it in the mirror.

The mirror surface of the bronze mirror seems to have turned into the surface of water.

Ripples.

Jiang Ge saw his shadow sink into an incomparably vast lake.

In the lake, there are glass-like laurel trees, towering palaces, and a round of moon-like figures sitting in the palace.

"The moon is the shadow of the sun, and it is born in the mirror......"

"And today, I will recreate the process of the birth of the mirror moon."

"My shadow has permission from the moon and will be allowed to enter the mirror world, where she will awaken and be reborn......"

The full moon hangs high.

The moon shines.

Jiang Ge saw that the corpse of his shadow in the mirror was swollen and full like a balloon in the moonlight.

From the original pitch-black imprint, it has become an illusory human body that is almost no different from Jiang Ge.

Then he suddenly opened his eyes and smiled strangely at Jiang Ge......

Then, Jiang Ge also smiled......