The villain, caught in a chaotic situation, only wants to boost his popularity.

Falling, falling, falling...

Endless darkness.

It was as if the concept of time had been lost.

My skin was tingling, the wind was howling, and I felt an intense sense of weightlessness.

Behind them, hundreds of "meteors" with crimson fiery tails thundered down, and the sharp whistling of sword arrows cutting through the air tore through the darkness from time to time.

Even clearer was the deafening heartbeat in my chest.

"360, 361..."

Mu Jing's voice mingled in the wind, as light as a wisp of smoke, yet surprisingly steady.

His gaze pierced through the thick darkness, his mind solely focused on counting the numbers.

Meanwhile, in the [Real-world Bullet Comment Section]:

"Damn, what kind of trick is Prison Mirror up to now? Every time he starts reciting numbers, I know something's about to go wrong!"

"But the Mirror Realm Labyrinth has no hidden exit! According to the original setting, this is the Mirror Demonic Weapon itself, one of the Twelve Demonic Weapons; if you kill it, you die!"

"Wait—is he calculating the time to bottom out?! According to the original story, the bottom is 4000 meters away, and when he counted to 360 seconds, there were exactly 400 meters left to the bottom! That's incredibly precise!"

"Even if he calculated it correctly, so what? There's a whole bunch of big guys following behind, and the corrupted Sky Blade is chasing after them too. I've racked my brains and still can't figure out how he can win!"

The audience's anxiety surged like a tide, but Mu Jing remained oblivious.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his pupils reflecting the endless darkness ahead.

To this day, everyone has overlooked a crucial point: where did the Sky Blade itself go?

Like the coexistence of Mirror·Xuehua and Xuehua, Mirror·Yingli and Yingli.

There is only one Sky Blade at this moment.

Whether it's the real body or a mirror image chasing after it, there must be another Sky Blade present.

"Found it!"

Just then, Mu Jing's voice suddenly rose, his gaze fixed on a spot more than a hundred meters ahead.

At the very bottom of the Mirror Realm labyrinth, a transparent glass throne stands silently.

A pink-clad girl was curled up on the throne.

Her eyes were closed, a faint smile playing on her lips, as if she were immersed in a sweet dream.

Her pink hair cascaded down the edge of the throne, like a soft cloud.

"So this is your plan?" The corrupted Qiong Blade behind him sneered, his voice laced with mockery. "A laughable little trick... but running away won't solve anything."

"Give up. I don't want to kill you. Just stay here and slumber until the end."

Her tone was as relaxed as a cat playing with a mouse.

The next second, Mu Jing suddenly changed direction, gripped the silver twin swords tightly with both hands, and his body shot out like a silver arrow.

It pierced straight towards the pink-haired girl on the glass throne!

"What exactly do you want?!"

The voice of the Blackened Sky Blade changed instantly, its fierce shout tinged with panic.

She finally realized something was wrong.

Mu Jing ignored everything else; the sharp whistling of the sword cutting through the air almost tore through the darkness, and the tip of the sword was aimed directly at the girl's heart!

"You are the [price] of the Skyblade, aren't you?" Mu Jing's voice echoed in the void. "Or perhaps you should be called: 'The Skyblade Corrupted by the [price]!'"

Mu Jing continued, "But you have one weakness!"

"You'll disappear once you kill Qiong Ren, right?" Mu Jing's voice was as cold as ice.

"No!!!" The blackened Qiongren's face instantly turned deathly pale, the veins beneath his skin bulging violently, and his previously languid demeanor completely shattered. "I didn't intend to kill you—"

This is a lie.

Mu Jing knew clearly that the corrupted Qiong Ren only had eyes for Qiong Ren.

As for the others?

It's nothing more than insignificant dust.

If Mu Jing had only been seriously injured and posed no threat, she might have stopped;

But if he dies, she will be as indifferent as if she had stepped on an ant.

"So what!" Mu Jing's voice was filled with murderous intent and malice.

"As long as I'm alive, that's enough."

The sword tip was only a dozen meters away from the girl's heart—it seemed that it could pierce through the dome-shaped blade on the throne in the next second.

"No!!!"

The corrupted Qiong Blade was completely panicked.

She exerted all her strength to activate her [psychic power], and an invisible force surged toward the glass throne like a tide, attempting to move the girl far away;

On the other side, she suddenly raised her hand, forcibly freezing the hundreds of "meteors" and thousands of blades chasing after her in mid-air—the range of this attack was too large, and once it landed, even the dome blade on the throne would be affected.

Her body tensed instantly, and the veins under her skin bulged out like winding green snakes.

He felt like a boiler that was overloaded and glowing red-hot, about to explode.

A sense of unease, as if the world was on the verge of collapse, permeated the air.

"hiss--"

The sharp, whistling sound was suddenly cut off.

The sound of swords clashing abruptly ceased.

Hundreds of "meteors" hung in the darkness, their fiery tails flickering, but they could no longer advance.

Mu Jing simply uttered a soft "【Divergence】!"

A burst of white light suddenly erupted, like a bolt of lightning tearing through the darkness.

She was stunned when the light faded.

Mu Jing's silver twin swords had already been thrown dozens of meters away. He wrapped his arms around the pink-haired girl on the throne, holding her tightly in his arms in a princess carry.

The sword did not strike; it seemed he never truly intended to kill Qiong Ren.

"You bastard!!!"

Only then did the corrupted Qiong Blade realize he had been tricked, and his tense body immediately relaxed.

But soon, her heart, which had just settled down, was suddenly gripped by anxiety again—she was now on the verge of exhaustion.

"Run! I can't stop you!" she cried out in her final moments.

Before she could finish speaking, Mu Jing, holding the Qiong Blade, leaped down from the nearly ten-meter-high glass throne.

Meanwhile, the corrupted Qiong Blade's body began to become transparent.

Almost at the same time,

"boom--!!!"

The frozen "meteor" and the sword blade crashed down.

The entire horizon bulges upward like a drumhead, then forms a ring of earthen waves that spread outwards.

The earth and rocks, along with flames, swept in with overwhelming force.

As Mu Jing ran, he was only ten meters away from Tu Lang, and the scorching heat wave had already reached the tips of his hair.

For several minutes, the earth shook violently.

then--

Fine white cracks began to seep from the surrounding dark space, spreading out like a spider web.

It keeps twisting and cracking.

"It seems to be over."

Mu Jing stood in the safe zone, raised his head, and looked in the distance toward the direction of the blackened Sky Blade.

She had become so transparent that it seemed she would disappear in the next instant, but her lips were still repeating: Protect her...

Meanwhile, the core of the Mirror Realm labyrinth is collapsing, and the darkness is gradually fading and becoming transparent.

Meanwhile, outside the core of the Mirror Realm Maze.

The huge glass crystal ball in front of them trembled violently, and the pink image of the girl that was originally embedded in the center had disappeared.

In the center of the glass sphere, the outline of the streets surrounding the school gate is vaguely visible.

Sunshine, green trees, school gate... that's the scene of the real world.

Xuehua stared worriedly at the glass wall, her hands clenched into fists: "Jing-kun, Xiaoqiong, everything will be alright!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the light in the center of the glass ball suddenly shone brightly.

Xuehua's pupils suddenly contracted.

"You..." Xuehua's voice trembled slightly, and her face seemed to be covered with a layer of gloomy blackness.

The light faded,

The girl with pink eyes was being held tightly in Mu Jing's arms.

The sunlight made their profiles appear exceptionally soft.

She leaned against Mu Jing's chest, blinked her pink eyes, and whispered in his ear.

A faint smile played on their lips, like that of an intimate couple…

"I was here first!" Xuehua muttered to herself, and walked quickly forward.

A deep, broken female voice slowly rose from the system media player:

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なぜだろう気になっていた (I don’t know why, I care about this)

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成かない爱をしていても (Even if it is a love that cannot be conveyed)"

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As the background music finished playing, the camera slowly zoomed out, revealing the words "THE END" in the center of the screen.

The media player gradually went black, and then a pop-up window appeared:

Episode 1: The Mirror Realm Maze Resolved

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