"Master, you've worked hard. Leave the rest to your disciple." Zhang Ze wasn't nervous at all.
He straightened his clothes and walked alone towards the mirror.
For deceiving others, Zhang Ze and the Profound Identification Treasure Mirror must cooperate closely to be flawless. Li going in would only make things chaotic.
It might easily wake up Nameless.
Just as Zhang Ze was about to enter the Profound Identification Treasure Mirror, he was pulled back by his master.
"Take my Spirit Sword for protection." Li handed the Ink Sword to Zhang Ze. "If something goes wrong, just cut the person down. Eliminating all the demons can wait."
Holding it in his hand, Zhang Ze took the chance to admire the Ink Sword carefully.
The sword was three feet long, entirely black as ink, light as a feather in his hand, as if it was truly formed from a pool of dense ink.
