The ground is dirty.

Wild grass stubbornly grows in the corners.

There were no guards around. Evidently, the emperor had strong confidence that no one would come here to rescue the former crown prince, and the former crown prince would be unable to escape from here.

A tinge of sorrow spontaneously arose in Yun Zheng's heart.

Finally, he saw a dark figure sitting on the ground at the center of the grand hall. The person's clothes were tattered and their body was covered in wounds. All four limbs were bound by golden chains, fastened to the thick pillars inside the hall. The pillars were adorned with a pile of golden runes, appearing mystical and unfathomable.

The man's face was dull, his hair snowy white, and his breath feeble, as if he could die in the next second.

But he, unexpectedly, remained strong and did not die.

Yun Zheng felt a tearing pain in his heart.

This person is Wen Yuyan, his father.

Even though they had never met, he could still recognize her at a glance, even instantly developing a fondness and concern for her.

Nobody was around, but Yun Zheng dared not show himself. He was afraid that if he appeared, the palace worshippers would sense his presence. What's more, even though no one was guarding here, there was a mirror that could glimpse into the world.

The Mirror of Insight, reveals all worldly affairs.

Its function is equivalent to that of a modern monitor.

After pondering for a moment, Yun Zheng took out a mirror from the Qiankun bag and reflected Wen Yuanyan's appearance in it. Then, he dripped his own blood onto it.

In an instant, the surroundings distorted briefly, but then quickly returned to calm.

Mirror flowers, water moon.

It can make people enter a dreamland, but the condition is that this person must have been reflected in the mirror, and they must be blood relatives.

This is a rare treasure passed down by cultivators in the ancient times to teach their bloodline successors the art of cultivation. It was discovered by True Person Yunqing in an ancient cave. The Mirror Flower Water Moon has strict conditions for its use, but True Person Yunqing had no use for it, so they gave it to Yun Zheng and others.

Thinking about it, Yun Zheng closed his eyes and entered a dream.

On the other side.

When Wen Yu opened his eyes, he found himself in a vast, white world.

Under his feet was a mirror-like sea, reflecting his pale complexion.

Wen Yuanyan stared blankly at his feet, unaware of how he ended up here.

Is this a dream?

Is it a dream?

- He hasn't had dreams for a long time.

As he was thinking, suddenly a hazy mist appeared before his eyes. Shortly after, the mist dissipated and a young man with white clothes and black hair suddenly appeared before him.

Wen Yu was stunned.

The young man's face was icy cold, his pupils were deep and profound. The golden bells tied to his feet shimmered with a gentle light reflected on the sea's surface.

What a familiar face!

Wen Yu's lips trembled, wanting to say something, but afraid that everything before his eyes was just an illusory bubble that would disappear with a gentle touch. He stared deeply, deeply into the young boy's face, as if to imprint it upon his heart.

After a while, the young boy spoke up, "Father."

Wen Yuyan's eyes instantly turned red: "You..." He immediately shut his mouth because his voice seemed to choke like a lone wolf.

Yun Zheng felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He called out again and said, "Father."

Are you Hao Hao?" Wen Yuyan trembled uncontrollably with excitement.

"Yes," Yun Zheng nodded.

Wen Yuanyan had a lot of questions she wanted to ask him.

I wanted to ask him if he was doing well, I wanted to ask him how he learned about his own identity, I wanted to ask him how he found me... but these words were all stuck in my throat. In the end, I almost staggered forward and embraced him tightly.

Yun Zheng obediently allowed Wen Yuanyan to hold him without saying a word.