Seeing where Bai Hanyun was looking, Feng Xiyan explained, "Fairy Bai, that bronze mirror is the one that produces the supplies and water you bestowed upon us."
At his words, Bai Hanyun thought, 'No way… Isn't that my antique mirror? If this one belongs to Feng Xiyan, then what happened to mine?'
Recalling the discussions of parallel worlds she had read on the internet a long time ago, Bai Hanyun took her backpack from Feng Xiyan and pulled out her own antique mirror.
Hurrying to the altar, she compared the two mirrors side by side.
Seeing her holding an identical bronze mirror, Feng Xiyan quickly joined her.
Bai Hanyun examined the two mirrors carefully for a moment before muttering with a hint of realization, "Not right. These two mirrors are different."
Grabbing the one from the altar, she pressed it against her own.
The instant the two mirrors touched each other, a burst of golden light blindingly illuminated them both.
