"The incantation for sacrificial refining of the Mirror of Illusion World?"
Fang Xi laughed heartily. "Indeed, a magical artifact must look the part..."
"Despicable, don't think about refining me."
The spirit of the Illusory World Mirror had long since run out of magic power. After letting out a single sound, the mirror, ground from black jade, immediately lost all its luster, as if it had become an ordinary object.
Fang Xi knew that this meant the spirit of the Illusory World Mirror had retreated to the deepest part of the Taoist device, resisting his attempt to refine it.
When it comes to sacrificially refining a magical artifact, if the spirit cooperates, the task would be doubly effective.
If the spirit refused to cooperate at all, then it would be a much more difficult task!
"Fortunately, I have all the time in the world. Little by little combined with the Refining Treasure Spell, you can't escape."
