"So that giant figure was him. But why had this white-robed young man helped us time and again? Was he using us to deal with Nine-Headed Insect?" Shen Luo could not help but speculate inwardly, but he immediately stopped himself.
No matter what, the white-robed young man had saved his life. Even if he had other motives, Shen Luo should not selfishly suspect his savior like this.
"Thank you, Senior," Shen Luo said sincerely.
The white-robed young man waved his hand, signaling Shen Luo to retreat.
Shen Luo did not disobey. He led Wuman'er away, took out a healing pill and swallowed it, then circulated his Magic Power to refine it.
Given the situation, another fierce battle was bound to follow. He needed to recover as quickly as possible.
The pill soon melted away, but clumps of cold demonic energy clung to the wounds on Shen Luo's body, greatly hindering the pill's effects.
He immediately activated the Ghost Spirit Pearl. Purple light enveloped his body, and the demonic energy within his wounds was instantly drawn into the pearl.
"Good thing the Ghost Spirit Pearl works." Shen Luo secretly breathed a sigh of relief and urged the pill's power to heal his injuries.
Countless granules of flesh emerged from the wounds on his limbs, and the injuries rapidly closed...
The white-robed young man looked at Nine-Headed Insect, his expression turning cold as he was about to say something.
"Third Prince, I never expected to see you again. I heard long ago that you had become a Protector Divine Dragon of the Buddhist School in Western Heaven. What brings you to our Cloud Dream Marsh?" A graceful figure flew over from afar. It was that seductive young woman, who looked at the white-robed young man and giggled coquettishly.
The white-robed young man