Seeing this, Shen Luo signaled Mao Chun to stop.
In any case, it will be easy if we can sense the source of the gray-white light.
He flipped his hand and summoned the Zhenhai Pearl, using it to strengthen his water control technique, and grabbed the air with one hand.
The soil beside the gray-white mirror rustled, and a large blue hand emerged, grabbed the ancient mirror, and flew upwards with some difficulty.
It was not difficult for the blue sailor to move through the mud, but it was difficult to carry a mirror.
Fortunately, Shen Luo now has profound magical powers, and after half a minute he managed to forcibly pull the mirror up from deep underground.
The gray-white mirror broke out of the ground and fell into Shen Luo's hands. The gray-white light shining through the mirror just swept across his face.
The soul in Shen Luo's mind trembled violently, and his body began to tremble as well.
He was greatly shocked and raised his hand quickly. The gray-white mirror immediately turned to the other side and moved away from him. Only then did his trembling soul recover.
A hint of shock flashed across Shen Luo's eyes, but he did not hastily check the gray-white mirror. He put it away and ordered Mao Chun to return.
A quarter of an hour later, Shen Luo returned to his room in the inn silently.
He took out another set of restrictions and placed them in various places in the house. Soon, he opened a layer of green light curtain again.
After doing all this, Shen Luo took out the broken gray-white mirror.
Because of his previous experience, he did not turn the mirror upwards, but placed it on the ground and then looked at the broken mirror carefully.
He had cleaned off the dirt on the mirror, revealing a grayish-white mirror body with some vague patterns engraved on it, and bald spots appeared on the originally shiny mirror surface.
Although this mirror looks like it is about to fall apart, it still emits a ray of precious light, showing its extraordinary nature.
Shen Luo looked at the mirror for a moment, put his hand on the bottom of the mirror, and injected his magic power into it.
But the mirror didn't react at all. The grayish-white light emitted from the mirror didn't get brighter or darker. Everything remained the same.
He raised his eyebrows and increased the amount of magic power he injected. The mirror seemed like a bottomless pit. No matter how much magic power he injected, there was no change at all.
"Interesting." Shen Luo showed a smile and was about to withdraw his hand, but his palm was firmly attached to the mirror.
His face changed color, and just as he was about to do something, a huge suction force emanated from the mirror, sucking in his consciousness and part of his magic power.
Shen Luo's eyes blurred, and when he came to his senses, his consciousness had already appeared in a gray and white space.
"This is..." He looked around.
The surrounding gray-white space was filled with a bone-chilling force, and below it was an endless body of water. The water was turbid and also gray-white, somewhat similar to the Styx he had seen.
He looked at it for a while, then quickly retracted his attention and began to think about the current situation.
His current situation is very similar to the technique of communicating with spirits and controlling demons. The power of his spiritual consciousness has entered another space.
However, it is different from the art of spiritual communication and sorcery. Along with the power of spiritual consciousness, there is also a force of magic.
"No matter what, let's take a look at where this place is first." After Shen Luo pondered for a moment, he urged his spiritual sense to wander around the gray and white space.
This gray and white space was very desolate, with no sign of any living creatures. He wandered around here for a long time but encountered nothing.