Chapter 752: Chapter 387: New Discovery, the Reverse Side of the Void Mirror
Compared to a few years ago when Ronan left the South, Benny has become much thinner, but looks more spirited, and his strength has slightly recovered.
Ronan stepped forward proactively, and Benny sensed the spiritual power fluctuations of Level 4 Dawn emanating from Ronan, seemingly not too surprised.
The two embraced silently, and then Ronan turned his eyes towards Cindison on the side.
"Thank you."
Ronan thanked Cindison calmly yet solemnly, "It’s been a hard journey."
Cindison, looking travel-worn, did not speak.
Ronan raised his hand toward Cindison, the latter’s face changed dramatically, about to shout something, but Ronan’s hand quickly retracted.
A semi-transparent black Soul Nail exploded and disappeared between his fingers with a "boom".
Then Ronan casually tossed a Space Ring to Cindison.
The latter instinctively caught it, and after probing it with his spiritual power, his expression was momentarily stunned, followed by an indescribable complexity on his face, and the tension in his gaze at Ronan visibly eased, not as taut as initially.
"If it weren’t for the series of events before... I might be willing to befriend you."
Cindison glanced at Benny, looked at the Space Ring in his hand, and said with a slight feeling of nostalgia.
"If you change your mind in the future, I will always welcome you."
Ronan answered indifferently.
Cindison pursed his lips, ultimately not lowering his pride to say anything about befriending, and changed the subject: "I am going to focus on secluded cultivation for some time, and if you need to find me, you will have to use another method..."
Cindison sent an address and the corresponding contact method to Ronan with his consciousness.
Ronan frowned, memorized it, and asked: "Are you preparing to break through Level 5?"
"Level 5 is not so easily breached..."
Cindison shook his head, hesitated, and said, "You should have already heard... the news of the fall of Alba King?"
Ronan nodded.
"It has been a long time since a Level 7 Wizard on the Upper Ring Continent died unnaturally."
Cindison said, "Alba has many offspring, and no heir was established while alive, the shock that will occur in the Life Court is something everyone can foresee.
And it is not just within the Alba Royal Family, the White Witch King’s ambitious intentions are well known, he certainly will not let go of this opportunity, as far as I know, several legions of the Tangista Empire have already gathered on the border....
When the turmoil inevitably spreads to our Destiny Pendulum.
You should also prepare early."
Ronan, somewhat surprised, gave Cindison a deep look.
"You just returned from the South, yet you know more than I do..."
"Don’t forget my origins."
Cindison said calmly, "The eyes and ears of the sky are everywhere."
Upon saying that, he gave a simple salute to Ronan in farewell and turned to fly out of the valley.
Ronan watched Cindison depart into the distance, then turned back, and Benny was also looking at him.
"Did you bring everything?"
Ronan asked Benny, who nodded slightly and took out the Space Ring that Ronan had entrusted to Cindison to hand over, the one from Narros.
"Where do you plan to settle it?"
Benny asked Ronan, looking at the Ruby Ring in his hand.
Ronan didn’t speak, just gently raised his hand, and in his palm, a whirlpool exuding rich spatial energy fluctuations kept expanding.
Unprepared, Benny was enveloped by the whirlpool, and then the figures of both disappeared from where they stood.
When light shone before their eyes again, they were already in the Mist Space.
Ronan floated, looking at the vast land of black soil of several dozen hectares before him, spread his arms, looked back at Benny, and smiled: "How about this place, is it big enough, Benny?"
By now, Benny was already stunned by the sight before him.
He stood dazedly on the spot, quickly stepped forward two steps, crouched down, grabbed a handful of soil with force, and rubbed it in his hands carefully.
Moments later, Benny stood up, with a complex expression on his face, looking at Ronan and slowly saying: "Damien, no matter how far you go in the future, I will not be surprised.
I will always remember, that afternoon when No. 131 Tongding Street’s door was knocked on..."
Having said that, Benny gently threw the Ruby Ring in his hand onto the ground before him.
Before the ring touched the ground, crimson transparent tendrils were already "squeezing" out of the ring.
These tendrils, like living creatures, immediately burrowed deeply into the ground upon contact, followed by a rapid upheaval of soil under their feet, surging like a wave.
In just a few breaths, a magical and gigantic tree rose from beneath the ground before them.
The dense umbrella-like canopy dropping specks of golden light, with every branch flowing with a gleam akin to Red Jade...
Compared to when Ronan left the South, the Holy Blood Tree was several times larger, and the part above the ground did not look particularly majestic yet, but the roots spread under the soil nearly occupied half of the land in the Mist Space.
And it continued to extend outward.
Clearly, the half-year experience of being "crouched" within a tiny storage ring had stifled it quite a bit.
After a long separation, the Holy Blood Tree greatly missed Ronan, its "father," as well. Large tendrils extended over, affectionately wrapping around Ronan’s body, each tendril conveying childlike joy and excitement.
Ronan gently stroked the crystal-clear leaves of the Holy Blood Tree in response.
He saw that the Holy Blood Tree’s roots had quietly extended into the Element Pool, "greedily" sucking in the accumulated energy within it. The level of the pool descended visibly, and the Holy Blood Tree rustled all over, growing rapidly.
Ronan was not stingy with the Holy Blood Tree.
The Trial of the Stone of Destiny left many corpses of Otherworldly Demons at the Quivada Oasis, a considerable number, which should allow the Holy Blood Tree to feast to its heart’s content.
Ronan sensed the growth speed of the Holy Blood Tree and considered that at this rate, the Mist Space might soon not be able to contain it.
"It’s time to expand outward again..."
Ronan thought, his powerful spiritual power surged outward, sweeping all the fifty mid-level Magic Crystals obtained from the Silver Ear Goblin Treasure Vault, and casting them into the nearby Mist’s high walls beside the Element Pool.
In an instant, the white mist surged, and the high walls swiftly pushed outward.
Ten hectares, twenty hectares, thirty hectares...
Large swathes of fertile black soil emerged, full of the breath of hope.
The expansion kept extending to over fifty hectares when the Magic Stones ran out, halting the moving high walls completely.
Ronan’s gaze flickered, this result was within his expectations.
Suddenly, Ronan noticed something unusual.
His expression shifted slightly, his body soaring rapidly upwards.
"There was mist above my head all along, merely overlooked by me due to lighting issues..."
Ronan kept ascending to the dome of the Mist Space.
Blocked by an invisible "air wall."
His spiritual power, however, could penetrate it.
Above the dome, he could see a vast expanse of dense white fog, preventing a clear view.
But the resistance was much less than that of the Mist’s high walls below, allowing Ronan’s spiritual power to extend through the mist.
Ronan initially intended to stop here, but just as his spiritual power neared its limit, it suddenly seemed to break through some barrier, the dense fog "before his eyes" rapidly dissipating.
As if breaking through the "cloud layer," he emerged from the fog, reaching a new height.
Ronan looked around curiously, spotting what seemed like a gray area at a great distance in one direction.
With a mindset of trying, he extended his spiritual power slightly toward that gray area.
The next second, his consciousness seemed to stretch infinitely by some force—
"Swish—"
The scene "before Ronan’s eyes" changed, and when he came to his senses, he was stunned.
He found himself in a narrow, dark corridor.
High walls of gray fog lined both sides.
On the walls were neatly arranged little doors with various patterns gleaming on them.
Turning around, he found a small door emitting a faint white light standing behind him, seeming to harbor the faint, heavy snoring of the Abyss Bull Demon Babli.
Ronan was all too familiar with this scene.
This was undoubtedly.....
The Endless Labyrinth of the Minotaur!
He had once escaped from the labyrinth, now found himself here again!
"I understand now."
Ronan muttered to himself, looking dazedly at the oppressive, silent gray fog corridor before him.
"The Minotaur’s labyrinth has always been within the ’Void Mirror,’ a part of it."
"The Mist Space is the front side of the ’Void Mirror,’ while the labyrinth is its back side!"
Since obtaining the "Void Mirror," he had never tried to access the back side of it.
From the front of the Void Mirror, he could obtain an ever-expanding personal space, symbolizing freedom, vitality, and hope.
But turning the mirror to the other side granted him a labyrinth from which he could never escape, a prison representing confusion, despair, and death!
"Swish—"
Ronan’s consciousness quickly returned to his body.
He stood quietly atop the dome of the Mist Space, his eyes shimmering, deep in thought.
One mirror, two sides.
One for heritage and support in training, the other for combating opponents, quite reasonable.
"I wonder if I can actively throw people into the labyrinth. If that’s possible, the ’Void Mirror’s’ function could be far greater than I ever imagined.."