The True Word Treasure Wheel suddenly appeared in the air, and a Golden Halo rippled outward, immediately enveloping the crimson orb.
One of the profound runes on its surface had originally been rapidly brightening, but now it seemed frozen in place, its rate of change slower than a snail's crawl.
With a "buzz," Ren Hao's Spiritual Sense immediately sounded a frantic warning. His expression changed drastically, and he no longer dared to activate the Nine Annihilation Flowing Flame Bead. Instead, spiritual light flashed around his body as he donned a suit of blue battle armor.
The armor was composed of blue scales the size of copper coins. Its helmet was shaped like a dragon's head, while dragon-claw-like armor covered all four limbs. Streams of dragon-shaped blue light flowed swiftly over it, emitting an immense draconic might!
"Dragon Aspect Battle Armor of the Sacred Dragon Hall!"
Feng Lin's pupils contracted at once. She felt that Ren Hao had hidden himself far too deeply, and that working with him had likely been a mistake.
The Sacred Dragon Hall was a major sect of the Black Soil Immortal Domain. Its founding ancestor possessed the True Dragon Bloodline, and it enjoyed tremendous renown throughout the Black Soil Immortal Domain. Its power was vast enough to rank among the top five.
What the Sacred Dragon Hall excelled at most was refining all kinds of immortal artifact battle armor. Their craftsmanship was so exceptional that even Hundred Creations Mountain did not surpass them.
After summoning the battle armor, Ren Hao immediately revealed a relieved smile.
In his view, with this precious armor protecting him, he could withstand at least one or two attacks no matter what came his way.
Yet the next moment, when a streak of silver light tore through the air before him and