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The group continued forward and saw that at the end of the corridor there was a mirror.
A huge mirror, like a floor-to-ceiling window.
Within the mirror, five different faces were reflected.
Wen Yang's face differed on the left and right sides, the left being male and the right female. The left side was withered and rotting like a corpse, while the right side was transparent and gloomy like a ghost.
Gu Lie had the face of an aged Buddha, grimacing and glaring as though possessed by a mad demon. Yet, tears flowed from his eyes and blood from the corners of his mouth, revealing a hint of compassion amidst the madness.
Long Xiaoqi had the bizarre face of an ancient person, with long whiskers, a protruding mouth, and horns on top of his head. His pupils were golden and vertical, his gaze vacant as he stared straight at his own reflection.