Dragon Yuan plus system, I, Emperor Shi Tian, ​​sweep across the heavens

The void collapsed and the heaven and earth turned upside down.

The moment Indra broke out of the world of reincarnation, he thought he had finally broken free from his restraints.

However, that sigh pierced into my heart like a needle - "This is only the first door."

The scene before his eyes suddenly changed, and countless mirrors appeared in the boundless void, each of which reflected his figure clearly.

The high spirits of his youth, the lofty ambitions when he first ascended the throne, the ruthlessness when he conquered the heavens...

Even at some unknown moment in the future, he is standing on a sea of blood, holding the Dragon Essence in his hand, with mountains of corpses and bones under his feet, and his eyes are extremely cold.

Is that... my future self?

No, it shouldn't be like this!

Indra's pupils shrank slightly, and an unprecedented chill rose in his heart.

These mirror images are not just illusions, but some kind of power beyond time and space that is spying on the trajectory of fate.

"Are you scared?" A deep and familiar voice came from the depths.

Emperor Shitian suddenly turned around and saw a man in a tattered sword robe walking slowly towards him. The broken sword in his hand was not stained with blood, but it exuded a murderous aura.

"Mythical Prodigy... Leng Wuchen?"

The man's eyes were empty, as if his mind was corroded by something. He looked at Emperor Shitian with anger and sadness in his eyes: "You have fallen. I have seen it with my own eyes. You killed them all...even her."

"She?" Emperor Shitian frowned, "Who are you?"

Leng Wuchen suddenly laughed wildly, his body jumped up, and the sword light was like a waterfall, going straight for Emperor Shitian's throat!

The sword was so fast that it almost tore the space apart. As the sword energy spread, the mirrors around it exploded and fragments flew like rain.

Emperor Shitian did not use his full strength. He only used the holy power of chaos to protect his body and dodged the attack by leaning sideways.

"You are not him." Emperor Shitian's eyes were sharp, "You are just a puppet influenced by the Mirror Palace."

Leng Wuchen was stunned when he heard this, and his movements slowed down slightly.

Emperor Shitian took advantage of the situation and stepped forward. The sword in his palm flowed, but he did not really attack. Instead, he gently pointed at his forehead and said, "What you want to kill is the obsession, not the person."

In an instant, an invisible wave spread out, and the fog in Leng Wuchen's eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by shock and clarity.

"Is this... the illusion of the Mirror Palace?" He muttered to himself, looking down at the broken sword in his hand with a complicated expression.

"You were able to wake up, which means you haven't been completely devoured." Emperor Shitian retracted his palm, "But everything here is not entirely false."

Leng Wuchen was silent for a moment, then looked up at the mirror images that were still floating in the void.

"Everyone has a choice." Emperor Shitian said calmly, "Your choice just now has proved everything."

Leng Wuchen took a deep breath, finally nodded slowly, sheathed his sword, and left a meaningful message before leaving: "Be careful of the real you."

Before he finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the depths of the Mirror Palace.

Indra stood there quietly, not saying a word for a long time.

Just as he was about to go deeper, a sneer suddenly sounded: "Ridiculous!"

The voice was cold, with a hint of sarcasm and disdain, as if mocking all the hypocrisy in the world, "Are you qualified to talk about 'the real you'?"

Indra suddenly turned around and saw a figure with exactly the same appearance as him slowly walking out of the giant mirror in the center.

The difference was that the other person's aura was cold and sharp, and there was no emotion in his eyes, only a suffocating feeling of oppression.

"Who are you?" Indra asked in a low voice.

"I am you, and also the part you dare not face." The Emperor in the Mirror raised a sardonic smile, "Do you think you are the savior? Haha... You are just a shadow hidden in the light."

Emperor Shitian's eyes fixed, and his aura suddenly rose: "You want to provoke me?"

"I just told you the truth that you don't want to admit." The Emperor in the Mirror approached slowly. "You have the power of seven great sects and seven systems in your body. Do you think that's all? Do you know the existence of the eighth system? It has been lurking in your body, waiting for the opportunity to awaken."

"What?" Indra's pupils shrank slightly.

At this moment, ripples appeared in his heart for the first time.

The seven systems are already the top treasures of Chaos, and the eighth system... what is it?

The Emperor in the Mirror seemed to see through his doubts and smiled even more deeply: "You are afraid, right? Because you know in your heart that the so-called justice and righteousness are just excuses for you to escape your true desires."

“Shut up!” Emperor Shitian shouted angrily, and the sword intent in his palm surged. A ray of chaotic light cut through the void and slashed straight out!

The Emperor in the Mirror was not afraid at all. He raised his hand and waved it. A huge mirror wall appeared out of thin air and absorbed all the sword intent that was enough to kill the Holy King!

"Go ahead and fight, why don't you use all your strength?" He sneered, "Or... are you afraid? Afraid that once you really fight, you'll find out that you're not much better than me?"

Indra clenched his fists, and his heart was filled with turmoil.

He knew he couldn't panic and had to calm down.

At this moment, the entire Mirror Palace began to shake violently, countless mirrors shattered one after another, and the space began to distort.

"It seems... the time has come." The Emperor in the Mirror smiled lightly, took a step back, and disappeared into the mirror.

"You can't escape." His last words echoed in the empty Mirror Palace, "One day, you will understand that we are actually the same person."

Indra stood there, looking at the broken reflection in the mirror, but his heart had quietly changed.

And he must also face up to the eighth system hidden deep in his soul...

And... the real me.

The void was shaking, and the fragments of the Mirror Palace were flying like snow. The air was filled with the lingering sword intent and chaotic aura.

Indra stood in the center of the broken mirror sea, his robes fluttering and his expression grim.

Although the battle just now was short, it made him exhausted - it was not a simple showdown of force, but a contest on the soul level.

On the surface, he fought back in anger, shocking the Emperor in the Mirror with a stunning sword intent, but in fact, as early as the moment the other party appeared, he had quietly activated the "Echo of Destiny" program reserved in Xiaoqi's system.

This was one of the backup plans that the Seventh System had prepared for him in the Holy Land of Chaos - by distorting the flow of time in the Mirror Palace, creating a slight time dislocation in just a moment.

Although the Emperor in the Mirror is powerful, he is ultimately just a mixture of a certain obsession and a projection of the future. In the moment of time chaos, there was a brief imbalance.

It was at that moment that Emperor Shitian seized the opportunity and cast a sealing rune that integrated the law of cause and effect, suppressing the Emperor in the Mirror into an ancient mirror in the deepest part of the core of the Mirror Palace.

But he knew that this seal was not stable.

The last words of the Emperor in the Mirror are still ringing in my ears: "One day, you will understand that we are actually the same person."

What made him even more uneasy was that the Emperor in the Mirror seemed to know the secret about the "Lord of All Thoughts" - that was an existence that even the Holy Land of Chaos had never mentioned, as if it had transcended the dimension of the current world.

Even...it might be the real mastermind behind all these reincarnations and the struggle for the avenue.

Just as he was lost in thought, footsteps were heard from a distance.

Wu Lingyue's consciousness slowly walked into the broken mirror palace, her long silver hair fluttering in the wind, her eyes as deep as the night.

She looked at Emperor Shitian and said in a low voice: "You think you defeated your obsession? No, that is what you might become in the future."

Emperor Shitian's eyes fixed, and he slowly turned to look at her: "What do you mean?"

Wu Lingyue shook her head slightly: "The Mirror Palace is not an illusion, it reflects the true projection of fate."

"Everything you see today is one of your future possibilities. If you cannot control yourself, the 'Emperor in the Mirror' will one day be truly born from nothingness."

There was an inexplicable compassion in her voice, as if she had seen something that ordinary people could not see.

"The real challenge has not yet begun," she added.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a roar in the distance, tearing the silence apart:

"Who... is controlling all this?!"

The voice was violent, carrying with it uncontrollable anger and fear; it was that of the Holy Emperor Chiyuan.

His figure rushed out from the broken space crack, with demonic energy boiling around him and his eyes bloodshot, obviously having just experienced a violent conflict.

He stared at Indra, gritting his teeth, but also with a bit of hesitation and vigilance.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Indra did not respond, but slowly closed his eyes and sensed the fluctuation of the eighth system in his body that had not yet been completely suppressed.

——What exactly is the eighth system?

At this moment, Wu Lingyue suddenly whispered, "Something is approaching the Mirror Palace."

She flashed a spell in her hand, and the mirror fragments automatically floated, forming a blurry image.

At the end of the distant sky, a black shadow is traveling through time and space. Its outline can be vaguely seen to be neither human nor inhuman, and it is surrounded by an aura that does not belong to this era.

All three were silent.

At this moment, they all had a thought in their minds:

Someone is planning behind the scenes.

And their fate has been drawn into a bigger chess game.