Lu Yuan closed his eyes and simply lay by the river to take a nap.
He was in a relaxed mood, lying on a cloud-like bed of candy floss, and soon he fell into a deep dream.
…
Lu Yuan was carefree, but the outside world was already in an uproar!
As the concepts were woven together, a bright light suddenly flashed.
[Mythical · Future Mirror]
[Crafted collectively by the craftsmen of eighteen human civilizations, it holds the vast power of destiny enhancement.]
[Fortune, oh fortune, like a tree that grows. The wind may break its branches, yet it remains steadfast.]
[Heart, oh heart, like a blade sharpened. A hundred times forged into steel, finally revealing its sharpness.]
The result of this identification was vague, even the detailed description of "destiny enhancement" was no longer there.
But the word "Myth" still caused a small sensation.
"The identification result of the myth is finally out."
"Why is this mirror not moving, there's no response?"
