Saying this, the two of them simultaneously wielded their spells, intending to seize back the Dragon Mirror.
But in the next moment, Chen Yuan, with one hand unprotected by any True Qi, directly passed through the vibrant purple glow of the Dragon Mirror, shattering it piece by piece, and then grasped the mirror.
Instantly, the Dragon Mirror, which had been like a runaway horse, suddenly quieted down, no longer trembling.
Brought close by Chen Yuan, even the purple light ceased to flash, transforming into an ancient, dark appearance, with its Spirit Light completely contained.
Chen Yuan leisurely lowered his gaze, looking at the Dragon Mirror in his hand, stroking it gently, feeling a piercing coldness when suddenly golden light flowed in his eyes, the golden seam in his brow opened, casting a golden beam onto the mirror surface.
