My Antique Mirror Is A Portal To Another World-Chapter 671: Wu Di Abyss

Gui Ying smiled at the masked man when he heard that he was willing to talk and gestured for him to speak.

"I— Ugh!"

Just as the masked man opened his lips, his face suddenly contorted in pain.

Seeing this, Gui Ying’s eyes flickered in surprise. Before he could react, the masked man’s body suddenly began to glow brightly.

The moment Gui Ying saw this, he quickly waved his hand. In an instant, a golden barrier engulfed the masked man.

As soon as the barrier was erected, the masked man’s body exploded.

Boom!

The ground shook from the spiritual energy explosion, but thanks to Gui Ying’s barrier, the only damage was the floor under the masked man.

Looking at the bloody mess on the inside of the barrier, Gui Ying’s brows furrowed deeply. Realizing that he had once again lost the lead, he waved his hand in annoyance.

A second later, the golden barrier disappeared.

When Gui Ying took a step toward what remained of the masked man, the flesh and blood suddenly dissipated.

Gui Ying’s eyes flickered coldly at the sight.

"This..."

He watched thoughtfully as the masked man’s remains vanished, not leaving even a speck of blood behind. His gaze followed the last traces carried away by the wind before he fell into deep thought.

Standing by the hot spring, Gui Ying turned to look at the Yang Mirror.

Gui Ying stood there in silence for a while, then created three layers of defensive barriers around the spiritual hot spring. When he was done, he turned around and disappeared.

Meanwhile, far away beneath the Wu Di Abyss, located on the border between the Celestial Realm and the Devil Realm, a palace built from devil bones was hidden within a barrier.

Seated on the throne in the main hall of the palace, a white-haired man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Cough!"

Seeing this, those standing below the throne exclaimed in shock and worry.

"Ancestor!"

Raising his hand, the man wiped the blood from his lips with the back of it. Taking a deep breath, he slowly steadied his breathing.

When the backlash from peering into the Heavenly Secret subsided, the man slowly opened his eyes.

As a cold breeze stirred strands of his white hair, he spoke, "The puppet has been destroyed."

The moment his words fell, the vast, dark hall fell into silence.

While the others lowered their heads, the woman standing at the front thought for a moment before stepping forward.

Touching the center of her forehead with her index and middle fingers, she bowed deeply to the white-haired man seated on the throne.

Looking at her, the white-haired man said, "Speak."

Receiving his permission, the woman straightened her back. With her eyes lowered, she said, "Ancestor, since even your puppet has failed, it seems that they have also regained their power."

The white-haired man thought for a few seconds before replying, "No, it’s not them."

Hearing this, not only the woman but also those standing at the front exchanged surprised glances.

Regaining her composure, the woman carefully asked, "Ancestor, if it is not them, then... who destroyed your puppet? Besides those living in the Celestial Realm and Devil Realm, no one could destroy your puppet."

Being asked by her, the white-haired man closed his eyes and fell into silence.

Seeing this, everyone present in the main hall did not dare make a sound.

After a brief moment of silence, the white-haired man opened his eyes. "It’s a member of the Gui Clan."

At his words, the woman frowned deeply.

Standing behind her, a middle-aged man stepped forward.

After bowing to the white-haired man, he said, "Ancestor, the Gui Clan suffered greatly after that incident. They lost most of their power and were forced to leave the Celestial Realm. With their current strength, there is no way their descendants could destroy your puppet."

The moment he said this, not only the woman but even the other elders looked at him as if he were already dead.

’Stupid. How dare you question the Ancestor’s words?’

While they silently mocked his misfortune, the white-haired man stared at him without a word.

Unable to withstand the pressure of his aura, the middle-aged man fell to his knees. In an instant, his back was drenched in cold sweat.

Realizing his mistake, he quickly bowed and said in fear, "This subordinate was wrong. Ancestor, please forgive this subordinate."

The white-haired man stared at him for a few more seconds before closing his eyes. "Leave."

Receiving his pardon, the middle-aged man hurriedly replied, "Thank you, Ancestor, for sparing my life."

After he left the main hall, the white-haired man asked, "How is the plan progressing?"

At his question, a masked man stepped forward.

Bowing at the white-haired man, he said, "Reporting to the Ancestor, our plan is going smoothly. However, this subordinate has noticed that a group of people is investigating the Jin Empire. The barrier placed in the imperial palace of the Jin Empire was also destroyed."

He paused briefly before asking, "Ancestor, should we deal with those people?"

The white-haired man waved his hand tiredly. "No need. They are just a few mortals. As long as they do not interfere with our plan, ignore them."

"Yes, Ancestor."

After that short conversation, the main hall fell into silence once more.

Opening his eyes, the white-haired man said, "Ensure that our plan proceeds smoothly. All of you, leave."

Bowing at him, everyone present responded in unison, "Yes, Ancestor."

After the group of masked men and women left the hall, the white-haired man closed his eyes as he sat on the throne.

Before long, golden particles drifted toward him. The moment they touched his body, they were absorbed.

While the white-haired man was cultivating and healing his internal injuries, Gui Ying appeared above the Wu Di Abyss.

Floating in the air, he looked down at the bottomless abyss beneath him. He stared at it for a while before flipping his palm.

In the next second, his life-bound artifact, the Heavenly Brush, appeared in his hand.