The inner city lies ahead.
Water has formed into ice, hanging on the city walls.
People from all directions are standing outside the wall, watching from afar.
The light from the Divine Mirror flows and seems to reflect the light of the gods, but the scene has yet to appear.
"Could there be a problem with the ice mirror?"
The worried sister-in-law said, "You can't make out any scene."
Lin Lei whispered, "It should be that the time hasn't come yet. This must be a method of the temple to maintain the scene. There will be a cost... When the time comes, it will be about right."
"What country bumpkin is this? It's called the Divine Mirror!"
Someone nearby said with disdain, "This is from the Liu Zun Temple in High Willow City, a technique learned from our Qifeng Prefecture City!"
"..."
Lin Lei slightly frowned and looked over.
There he saw a carriage with a guard army beside it, obviously from a noble background.
They must be from outside the city.
