"Mr. Xiao, come and take a look."
Liu Du seemed to have found something new and called for Xiao Mu.
Xiao Mu quickly walked over, on the opposite side of the bookshelf was an equally decayed wooden table.
There was a stone on the wooden table, and within the stone was a distinctly hollowed out trace.
This trace was round, as if a mirror had once been placed in it.
Xiao Mu reached out and touched the hollowed-out trace, then immediately sensed a strong residual Death Qi.
The residual Death Qi suddenly transformed, turned into black light, and hit Xiao Mu's palm.
His palm hurting, Xiao Mu immediately withdrew his hand, his face showing a shocked expression.
Incredibly, his palm had darkened, it was corroded by the Death Qi, and life force was lost.
The Dao Method Spiritual Energy emerged converged on his palm, slowly driving away the Death Qi within the palm.
Xiao Mu took a deep breath.
