Drunken Swordsman: I choose the ruthless way, why are you crying?

Chapter 63 Activation, Xutian Ancient Mirror!

The illusion was shattered, and the power that originally maintained the illusion suddenly wreaked havoc in the space.

In this extreme chaos, the heaven and earth seemed to have fallen into the chaos of doomsday.

The howling wind swept up the sky full of dust, the broken fragments of space flashed a chilling cold light, and the roars of the mutated villagers were deafening.

However, in this chaos, Qin Hao's attention was instantly attracted by a strange light that suddenly appeared in the air.

He squinted his eyes with great effort, trying to see the source of the light.

When his vision gradually became clear, he looked carefully and saw an ancient mirror that was almost broken into pieces, floating there quietly.

The ancient mirror emitted a strange light, and the intensity of the light kept changing. Sometimes it was so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it, and sometimes it was so weak and dim that it could go out at any time.

The changes in this light are full of mysterious rhythm.

Strange runes are flowing on the mirror. These runes are like living spirits, constantly swimming, combining and dispersing.

Qin Hao looked at the ancient mirror, and an indescribable feeling surged in his heart. It was a touch that was both familiar and strange, as if the mirror had some kind of destined connection with him, a bond that transcended time and space. Driven by this inexplicable feeling, his heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and his breathing became rapid.

Qin Hao instantly realized that all these strange phenomena, including the emergence of the mysterious power, the mutation of the villagers and the fragmentation of space, were illusions created by this ancient mirror.

His eyes suddenly became firm and he made up his mind.

It seems that only by uncovering the secret of this ancient mirror can we find a way out of this chaotic situation and a glimmer of hope.

Qin Hao took a deep breath and approached the ancient mirror cautiously.

Just as he took the first step, a powerful force surged out from the mirror like a flood, forming an invisible barrier that repelled him mercilessly.

This force was powerful and brutal, like a surging wave, pushing Qin Hao back again and again with overwhelming force.

Qin Hao was hit by this force and staggered, almost falling down.

But he did not retreat. Instead, he gritted his teeth, adjusted his posture and breathing again, stabilized his body, and tried to get closer again.

With every step forward, Qin Hao could feel the repulsive force increasing, as if the ancient mirror was doing its best to resist his approach.

But his steps were firm and persistent without any hesitation.

As the distance got closer, the mysterious runes and patterns on the ancient mirror appeared more and more clearly in Qin Hao's eyes.

Some of those runes looked like twisted snakes, some looked like blooming flowers, and some looked like arrangements of stars. There seemed to be some invisible connecting lines, forming complex and mysterious patterns.

Qin Hao stared at the runes intently, trying to decipher their meaning.

His brain was working rapidly, comparing it with the knowledge and experience he had learned.

His brows were furrowed and his eyes were focused, not missing any subtle changes or possible clues.

However, Qin Hao was under great pressure. Soon, his forehead was covered with sweat, which slid down his cheeks and dripped to his feet.

But his eyes never left the runes on the ancient mirror. At this moment, the illusion had completely collapsed, and the roaring villagers had disappeared.

The whole world is left with only him and this mysterious ancient mirror.

The chaos around was still going on, the fragmentation of space became more and more serious, and the huge cracks were like the open mouth of a giant beast, which could swallow everything at any time.

However, Qin Hao's entire attention was focused on the runes on the ancient mirror, and he was completely unaware of the dangers around him.

The surrounding environment was still extremely unstable. The cracks in the space were like the claws of a demon, spreading wantonly, making a frightening "crackling" sound. The sound was like the death knell of the end of the world, and every sound struck Qin Hao's heart.

It seemed that this space would collapse completely at any time, burying everything in endless darkness.

"What on earth is this ancient mirror?"

Qin Hao slowly stretched out his hand, trying to touch the mysterious flowing runes on the mirror.

The moment his fingertips were about to touch the mirror, a strong electric current instantly spread throughout his body.

The electric current was like countless sharp silver needles, piercing deeply into every inch of his skin, causing his body to spasm.

Qin Hao's face was distorted with pain, but he endured the pain that almost made him faint, and continued to move forward with his fingers firmly.

The ancient mirror seemed to sense Qin Hao's determination to fight to the death, and its repulsive force became stronger and stronger.

His clothes were rustling in the strong wind, making a "pa pa" sound, as if playing a tragic melody for his persistence.

But he still refused to give up. He had only one unshakable idea in his mind: he must uncover the secret of this ancient mirror.

At this moment, a dazzling flash of lightning suddenly streaked across the sky, instantly illuminating the dark world.

What followed was a deafening thunder, the sound was like the roar of gods, shaking the entire world.

The rain poured down in torrents, and the big raindrops hit Qin Hao mercilessly, making his vision blurred.

A hint of surprise flashed across Qin Hao's eyes. He didn't expect that this ancient mirror had such magical powers.

The rain flowed down his cheeks and mixed with the sweat, but he still stared at the ancient mirror, not missing any clues that might be interpreted.

As time passed, Qin Hao gradually fell into a state of selflessness in this difficult exploration.

He seemed to have forgotten the dangers around him and the predicament he was in.

Qin Hao's mind was working rapidly.

After an unknown amount of time, Qin Hao's body was exhausted to the extreme, but his spirit was still tense.

During this long process, Qin Hao was under tremendous pressure both physically and mentally.

His eyes were bloodshot from long hours of concentration, but his gaze never left the ancient mirror. He kept telling himself: Hold on a little longer, get a little closer, and the answer will be revealed...

At this moment, the runes on the ancient mirror suddenly flashed a strange light, which seemed to be a response to Qin Hao's persistence.

The next moment, a rumbling sound like rolling thunder echoed in Qin Hao's mind.

The sound was deafening, as if it could shatter his soul.

"The Xutian Ancient Mirror has been opened!"

These few words were like the sound of a huge bell, echoing continuously in the depths of his consciousness.

Almost at the same time, the familiar prompt tone of the system suddenly sounded.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully finding the ancient secret treasure - Xutian Ancient Mirror (Broken)."

As the sound rang out, the raging force seemed to be suppressed by some invisible force and quickly disappeared. The chaos around them gradually subsided and the dust slowly settled.

(End of this chapter)