My Antique Mirror Is A Portal To Another World-Chapter 670: Trap

The black mist moved stealthily through the darkness toward the spiritual hot spring.

When it finally seeped through the windows and saw the Yang Mirror submerged in the hot spring, a bright golden light suddenly illuminated the surroundings.

The moment the black mist came into contact with the golden light, a shrill, hoarse voice echoed through the area.

"Ah!"

A second later, the black mist transformed into a masked man dressed in black.

Before the masked man could react, a lazy voice came from the entrance of the spiritual hot spring.

"You are really courageous to sneak into this young master’s territory."

Turning toward the source of the voice, the masked man’s eyes shrank at the sight of Gui Ying.

Pointing at him, the masked man stammered in terror, "Y-You—! When did you find out?!"

Gui Ying rolled his eyes at the question. "The entire Gui Clan’s secret realm is under this young master’s protection. Do you think you could get inside if this young master forbade it?"

Hearing this, the masked man realized he had fallen into a trap. Without wasting a second, he turned back into black mist and tried to flee.

Seeing this, Gui Ying’s eyes flickered coldly as he snapped his fingers.

Snap!

The moment the sound echoed through the surroundings, countless golden chains appeared out of nowhere and rushed toward the black mist.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

"Ah!"

Bound by the golden chains, the black mist reverted to the masked man.

With his limbs and neck restrained by the golden chains, the masked man struggled fiercely. Unfortunately, with his spiritual power sealed, he could only accept his fate.

Suspended in the air by the golden chains, the masked man eventually stopped struggling.

He looked at Gui Ying, then sneered and said, "Young Master Gui is indeed as powerful as the rumors say."

Raising his brows slightly at his words, Gui Ying replied with a hint of interest in his lazy voice, "Oh? This young master is very interested in hearing those rumors. Come, tell this young master what kind of rumors you are talking about."

Knowing he had failed his mission, the masked man clenched his jaw. He ignored Gui Ying and lowered his eyes.

’Since I can’t return anymore, then I will drag you down with me!’

Making up his mind, the masked man began circulating his spiritual energy within his dantian. In an instant, his body glowed brightly.

Gui Ying’s eyes flickered coldly at the sight.

"Heh, want to self-destruct? Not so easy!" Gui Ying sneered as he formed a hand seal.

The masked man’s eyes widened when he saw the formation appear beneath him.

"No! Stop it!"

As he struggled to break free from the golden chains, the formation began to spin rapidly.

Whoosh—!

A second later, a golden barrier engulfed the masked man. As soon as it was completed, the air inside the barrier began to fluctuate violently.

"Argh!"

The masked man screamed in pain as the barrier drained his spiritual energy.

Standing nearby, Gui Ying watched as the masked man’s face aged by the second.

Before long, the air inside the golden barrier finally calmed. Hanging there now was no longer a young masked man, but an old, white-haired one.

Gui Ying snapped his fingers, and the golden barrier dissolved into golden particles.

Staring at the now-aged masked man, Gui Ying coldly asked, "Speak. Who sent you here? What do you want to do to the Yang Mirror?"

Hanging in the air, the masked man raised his head with difficulty. He looked at Gui Ying with horror in his eyes but kept his silence.

Gui Ying was not in a hurry. Walking toward the Guifei chaise longue placed near the spiritual hot spring, he waved his hand.

In an instant, the golden chains disappeared.

Thud!

Falling heavily to the ground, the masked man let out a muffled groan. "Ugh!"

Spreading his arms, Gui Ying lay down lazily on the Guifei chaise longue. Lying on his side, he supported his chin with his palm as he stared at the masked man on the ground.

Gui Ying yawned, then asked lazily, "Still not talking?"

The masked man raised his head to look at Gui Ying. Seeing his lazy demeanor, he could only clench his jaw in hatred.

Gui Ying waited for a while but received no response.

He thought for a second, then smiled and said, "Not talking? No problem. This young master has more than enough tricks to make you speak."

After saying that, Gui Ying began counting on his long, slender fingers. "Soul searching... It’s not bad, but in your current condition, this young master could only do it once. Let’s keep it for the last moment."

He pondered again, then scanned the masked man and continued, "This young master sees that your spiritual root is not bad. You are already a waste now, so let’s pull it out first."

Raising his third finger, Gui Ying’s eyes flashed with realization as he added, "Oh, your golden core is also not bad. We can dig it out after pulling your spiritual root."

Pausing for a moment, Gui Ying scanned the masked man from head to toe, then shook his head in disappointment.

"Your flesh and blood contain a lot of impurities. They can only be used to refine low-grade artifacts and talismans. But we shouldn’t waste things, right?"

While Gui Ying calmly calculated how to make use of the masked man’s body and soul, the masked man trembled in horror.

Under Gui Ying’s cold gaze, he subconsciously crawled backward, trying to create as much distance as possible between the two of them.

"Devil... You are a devil..." he muttered as he crawled toward the hot spring.

Hearing this, Gui Ying clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Tsk. This young master is so dashing. How could you call this young master a devil? You are so rude."

After saying that, he smiled and slowly asked, "So... will you talk, or do you want this young master to help you?"

Looking at Gui Ying’s smile, the masked man’s resolve finally cracked. Shaking his head, he opened his lips and spoke tremblingly, "I... I will talk."