Ye Zhuo Daoist deeply realized the benefits of following Li Mo; even the meager tokens gifted by the latter brought immeasurable gains to him.
Li Mo tossed the rattle into the shadow, where it was guarded by the Ghost Tiger illusion.
Upon closer thought, it seemed that the Copper Mirror was even colder and damper than the mortal world—perhaps the rainwater from other regions had all converged in the deeper levels of the Copper Mirror.
Ye Zhuo Daoist toyed with the Sealing Demon Gourd, unable to resist speaking. "The infant Sword Ghost's true body likely isn't on the second layer of the Copper Mirror. I drew it out through the fetal Meat Stone."
"The stronger the Sword Ghost, the deeper its true body lies within the Copper Mirror."
Li Mo nodded slightly. "Indeed troublesome. We should avoid proactively entering the Copper Mirror; trying to escape later might be tremendously difficult."
Ye Zhuo Daoist shivered.
