569 Arcane Secrets: Part 3

There was no movement in the passage.

Lin Sheng did not care anymore and started to count down.

Ten.

Nine.

Eight.

Seven...

Before five, a mass of black spikes and clews slowly separated from the mirror.

This ball of yarn-like thing slowly grew upwards and thinner, and soon, the face of an old man appeared out of it.

"You are not my Nurgana..." The old man stared at Lin Sheng.

"Still able to communicate?" Lin Sheng wondered and tapped his finger.

The chaotic soul power at the tip of his finger blasted out and surrounded the face of the old man before him.

What disappointed him was that the face seemed to be just a message, and it was not meant for Lin Sheng.

His chaotic souls trapped the latter and immediately cut its energy supply off.

The face soon turned blurry before fading away in front of him.

Lin Sheng then looked at the mirror in the middle of the passage.