Li Huazhao made a dash, picking up the snakeskin bag as he bolted.
"Oh? Found a thief!" The adventurer in the driver's seat eyed Li Huazhao with the snakeskin bag slung over his shoulder, frantically honking the horn, then started the car and pursued him.
With the blaring of the horn, the abandoned cars in this underground parking garage seemed to come to life, grinning at Li Huazhao and launching an encircling ambush.
Yu Liang tried to slow down the flow of time in the mirror world, but it was of no avail.
These mirror-image cars, influenced by the original ghostly tales, had already broken free from the Mirror's control, and were now charging towards Yu Liang at high speed.
"This won't work." Lu Mingzhe realized something, "If they cause destruction here, you'll be backfired by the Mirror."
"No, no, the world inside the mirror has already been polluted by this thing." Yu Liang slightly frowned, "This parking lot has already lost its connection with the mirror world."
