This time, Lanling truly experienced soul detachment.
Of course, it wasn't a complete separation from the body, but rather like a kite, seemingly with a string firmly connecting the body and soul.
His soul surged into the Mirror of the Demon God's Relic.
His body remained outside the mirror.
Instantly, Lanling felt as if he had split into two.
The soul entered the world within the mirror, a grand hall spanning hundreds of thousands of square meters, dark and magnificently splendid.
At the top of the hall sat a supreme Dark Monarch.
Of course, this dark demon king was merely a vague shadow, with only the eyes visible, like eyes of green flame.
A full hundred meters tall, like a mountain.
Unparalleled majestic presence, incredibly terrifying, incredibly powerful, as if the ruler of heaven and earth. In front of him, Lanling truly seemed like an ant.
This dark demon king was fake; it was the energy manifestation of this Demonic God Ruins.
