Gryffindor simply exerted his overwhelming power, dragging the hawk directly into the Mirror World with effortless grace. When the hawk finally bore witness to the shimmering horizon and felt the raw, divine energy of his new surroundings, he froze in place, utterly stunned. The hawk had never expected such a breathtaking paradise to exist anywhere in the mortal world, let alone within the grasp of his master.
Bai Xifeng, however, remained completely oblivious to the hawk's profound internal shock. Her focus was absolute, centred entirely on the treacherous path ahead. Surprisingly, there were no beasts guarding the cave's exterior, allowing her to step into the yawning cavern with ease. However, the moment she crossed the threshold, the ambient temperature plummeted, transforming the air into a bone-chilling cold that bit at her skin.
