Shen Luo staggered to his feet and tore open his tattered clothes, revealing the lean, powerful body beneath.
Fu Donglai and the Six-Tusked Elephant King looked closely, and both let out startled cries.
Shen Luo's left side was pitch-black, seemingly covered in bony scales, while the right side shone golden as if cast from molten gold, with fish-scale-like rippling patterns emerging across it.
Anyone could see that this body had transcended the bounds of the Human Race. Yet it looked neither like an Immortal Race body nor a Demon Clan one.
"Interesting. So this is why you were able to survive inside the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle?" The Six-Tusked Elephant King sized Shen Luo up. Rather than attacking at once, he spoke with considerable interest.
Fu Donglai scratched the back of his head in confusion, unable to understand when Shen Luo had acquired such an ability.
"Brother Fu, the Six-Tusked Elephant King is far too powerful. Our only option is to flee," Shen Luo transmitted.
"The Elephant King is a True Immortal Peak Stage cultivator. Escaping his grasp will be extremely difficult. Brother Shen, I already caused you to fall into the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle once. I cannot let you die here as well. I'll hold him back while you quickly use an escape technique and leave," Fu Donglai replied through transmission, remarkably composed.
However, before they could reach a decision, the Six-Tusked Elephant King seemed to see through their intentions and spoke.
"You need not deliberate. With this king here today, neither of you will leave."
With that, he formed a hand seal with one hand and swept his arm. A brilliant silver beam shot from before him, splitting in the air into hundreds of silver light blades that surrounded Shen Luo and Fu Donglai from every direction.
The Six-Tusked