Moved by his inner spirit, Su He wielded his brush like a knife. In a moment, a complex talisman took shape on the back of the mirror. He tested it and found that it could be wiped off without affecting the mirror.

The talisman didn't explode again.

Success!

Su He opened his eyes. The eastern sky was turning white, dawn was approaching. The sky was still filled with vibrant colors, the war was still ongoing.