Looking at the girl standing before him, Wei Yuan didn't want to take another look and left the Sea of Consciousness, feeling frustrated and confused.
The room was as he left it, a streak of sunlight shining through the window with particles of dust floating within the beam. The areas touched by sunlight were naturally warm, but the shadows were especially chilly. Wei Yuan instinctively shivered, then moved himself into the sunlight, which felt somewhat better.
There was a piece of copper on the desk. Wei Yuan casually picked it up, rubbed it with his hand a couple of times, and the copper was polished by Dao Power into a shiny copper mirror. Wei Yuan looked into the mirror.
The reflection showed a completely withered face, flesh tightly clinging to the bones like a skull, with blood constantly flowing from two hollow eye sockets!
Wei Yuan turned his face, and the image in the mirror turned as well.
