There were no patterns or inscriptions on this stone door.
Only the aura of antiquity floated above its heavy texture.
It appeared suddenly, yet it seemed as if it had been standing there for a long time, silently crossing through the ages.
Jiang Wang placed his hand on the stone door, and other than the slightly cool sensation of stone, there were no other special feelings. Path Origin moved upon it, eliciting no response whatsoever.
At this moment, the small blessed space he was in closely resembled the Mirror World he entered with his flesh body through the Red Mirror. He could only see a tiny area, with everything beyond it vast and indistinct.
Yet, the Taixu Illusion Realm was much safer than the Red Mirror's Mirror World.
Within the Red Mirror's Mirror World, Jiang Wang dared not take a single step beyond. The few "adventurous" experiences he had were fraught with peril.
However, he had never encountered any danger in the Taixu Illusion Realm.
