Under the black mask, a silent transparent giant, a mysterious face that cannot be seen clearly.

Peterch frowned and looked at the determined expression of Ai Suyan beside him, whose cold gaze conveyed a desire for great power to everything in front of him.

"Yes, but you only get one chance. After a moment, in the light that surrounded them, the giant replied in a voice that was empty and distant.

"The light ahead will show you the way, but be cautious, otherwise your fate will be left entirely to the Guardians. Before he could finish speaking, his huge body shook violently, and then disappeared completely without a trace at the end of the night.

"It must be remembered that once 'his' power begins to surge irrepressibly in all directions, even this all-encompassing and strange space will fall apart in an instant because it cannot bear it. The voice of loneliness, echoing in this space for the last time, interprets the meaning of trust.

So, if I directly bear this power, will I never recover? The corners of Ai Suyan's mouth showed a slight smile sarcastically: This is really a very interesting thing.

Countless generations of heroic spirits who have fallen here, lend me your power!" he shouted in his heart.

Then he suddenly accelerated forward violently, and his body shot like an arrow from a string towards the end of the galaxy.

"You're a real headache, but since I've come here with you, it's a coward to avoid it. Petch scratched his head, then cast a physical technique, following in the footsteps of Essusyan.

At some point, a pure and flawless luster began to flash in front of them, looking from afar like a lighthouse in the dark, and the two of them walked closer, but countless small beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads at the same time.

The temperature here is extremely high, and although the physique of both of them is different from ordinary people, such a high temperature beyond common sense still makes people daunting.

In front of the eyes of the two of them, there was a strange magical ball of light floating quietly in the void, he released divine light and hot heat to the outside world, and everything around him seemed to revolve around it.

This is supposed to be a place like a 'door'... Because my feelings have never deceived me all along... Ai Suyan pondered what was in front of him, and then, under Peterch's approving gaze, he suddenly and bravely reached out and gripped the surface of the shining ball of light tightly.

"Hehe, soon something that I haven't seen before will happen. Peterch said. Ai Suyan turned his head, "Are you ready?"

With the mutual trust of the two and the touch of the prince, in the scorching space, the silver ball of magic light suddenly seemed to have lost its fixed boundary, and the overflowing light rushed out from its center, instantly flooding the surrounding space like a golden tide.

At the same time, the bright light reflected Ai Suyan's handsome face, and a fleeting sense of anxiety and fear filled his whole body, and his consciousness suddenly began to gradually become blurred, but at the same time, he could clearly feel that his body seemed to be uncontrollable, constantly rotating mechanically, as if it was endless.

As he rotated, he began to notice that the scenery around him had changed dramatically, the original burning sensation had completely disappeared, and the original dark edge of space had completely transformed into a large shimmering, 'mirror-like' strange object.

This, as if to be a long and narrow passage...'mirror' extended infinitely, while the distance between them became closer and closer, and after a while, he stopped spinning.

He looked to his side. Suddenly, his eyes widened in disbelief.

That's impossible... Master, how could you possibly be here?

In front of his eyes, the body of the Sword Saint Morton appeared on the mirrors on both sides like a projection.

Countless mirrors, countless figures...

Morton's gaze and face were still as kind as in his memory, and his slightly slumped body witnessed the vicissitudes of endless years, but his expression was motionless, as if he completely ignored the existence of Essusyan.

The prince was stunned, and he stretched out his hand, but could not touch the surface of the mirror, and looked behind him, only to see that it was empty.

It's an illusion... He thought to himself, but the picture above the mirror did not change in the slightest. Then his body shook violently, his expression was shocked and desperate.

Why? It's so real... Could it be that these mirrors, they read my true heart and memories?

There is only one Morton in reality, but if my mind is infinitely magnified and circulated, then the figure of the master will appear in an instant...

The moment I entered here, the most precious memories in my mind were discovered? Are these countless mirrors fragments of my memories?

"Only human beings who can truly overcome themselves are enough to ask the temple of miracles. As long as you remain immersed in your memories, the road ahead will never end. "I don't know when there was a distant sound in my ears, but it was difficult for people to find its source.

At the same time, more important figures in the depths of Ai Suyan's memory began to emerge one by one on the mirror: a handsome young prince with silver hair and blue eyes, and behind him, a majestic elder in silver armor, wearing a red velvet cloak, and a slightly unclear face, and all, everything... As long as they had been together in the prince's mind. Then Ai Suyan's eyes overflowed with sad tears.

"Closing your eyes and erasing these memories for a while is the only way to go. The sound in his ears was still echoing, and Ai Suyan controlled his eyes to close tightly, trying to erase these unforgettable images from his mind for a while.

His mind became clear and steady, and in an instant, the appearance of all the people he knew was temporarily forgotten by him with his powerful mind.

When he opened his eyes again, the mirrors around him had shattered.

He landed on a seemingly heavy ground, but the scene in front of him made him feel at a loss again.

It was like a three-dimensional starry sky, including the prince himself, and there were countless circular luminous objects floating in the air that resembled shining stars, and between them, one after another multicolored beams of light swam around like snakes, and from time to time the two stars seemed to be destined to meet closely, and where the light around them could not reach, there was a large area of chaotic dark aura.

Being in it, it makes people feel as if they are in the infinite galaxy, and it feels like a dream.

Colorful beams of light, beating spirits of light.

The ground here is invisible and intangible, but it does exist, and in such an environment, Ai Suyan does not have the slightest feeling of hanging in the air, but adds a sense of down-to-earth.

Although it could not be seen, it was certain that there was indeed every mysterious power at this moment, holding up the body of Ai Suyan himself, just like the land in the normal space outside.

"It turns out that this is the legendary 'Realm of the First Opening'... Woohoo... It really scared the hell out of me. Asusan followed the sound and found that the short pirate Petqi was also standing in the corner of this space, panting, and on his panicked cheeks, large drops of sweat were dripping from time to time.

Ai Suyan walked beside him, and suddenly, Petqi stretched out his finger in front of him in amazement: "Look! there's an extremely bright red light source there!"

The prince quickly turned to look, and then in his gaze, a bright red light reflected a light blue.

Truly dazzling... He looked around: it was abrupt, but it was arguably the brightest place in the place.

Then he and Peterch set off at the same time, and sped forward.

The red light continued to increase in brightness, like falling stars approaching the ground, and the two of them gradually slowed down, but the moment they approached the red light, the divine light source suddenly changed its appearance.

The glowing red star has finally unveiled its mystery.

Its periphery seemed to be impacted by some force in the core, and in an instant it burst apart, and after the light faded, the shining miracle was finally witnessed and witnessed by the world once again.

As if they had been greatly touched, Ai Suyan and the others looked ahead in amazement.

I saw a red sword body, exuding a gorgeous brilliance of the ancient giant sword, like the deepest treasure in this starry sky, suddenly struck into the pupils of all the witnesses.

Above the hilt of its sword is a huge golden coiling dragon, and around the dragon are inlaid with countless small and luxurious red gemstones, the hilt of the sword is just enough to be held with one hand, and the back of the sword is engraved with countless intricate patterns like dragons leaping and leaping, and the brilliance of the surrounding body makes people feel as if it is haunted by a powerful and inexhaustible brilliant magical aura.

The sword floated silently above a golden cylindrical altar carved with patterns that were hard to identify, and the golden glow around it resembled the breath of a dragon fading away.

If this is the miraculous power sealed in ancient times, then for me at this moment, isn't it already at my fingertips?

Then, under the excited shouts of Peterch and the red light, he slowly stretched out his right hand to the altar, the supreme treasure that no one could touch.

However, the moment his hand penetrated deep into the red light, with Peterqi's frightened scream, the light around the sword suddenly miraculously exploded, and in an instant, it bounced back to its original position.

What a strong force! After falling, Aisuyan rolled over, and as if sensing the danger in front of him, he and Peterch quickly retreated backwards at the same time. Then, suddenly, there was a loud sound of a heavy object slamming into the ground.

The two of them looked up, and then they couldn't help but feel a wave of fear and palpitations.