Shen Luo looked at the black figure frozen before him and, without the slightest hesitation, opened his mouth and spat.
Swoosh!
A sharp golden streak plunged into the blue ice, piercing through layer after layer as if destroying rotten wood. Its speed did not diminish in the slightest, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the black figure, less than a foot from his brow.
In that instant, silver light flashed at the black figure's waist. A silver jade pendant silently shattered, and he vanished from within the ice, reappearing out of thin air on the other side of the cavern.
At that moment, countless incomparably fine red threads appeared out of nowhere in the void around Shen Luo, sweeping toward him with lightning speed.
From afar, Shen Luo seemed to be enveloped within a translucent red sphere that rapidly contracted, leaving him no room to retreat.
Upon closer inspection, the blood threads wriggled like living things, while an invisible suction force emanated from them.
The protective spiritual light around Shen Luo's body quickly dimmed. Magic Power within him churned and poured wildly outward, sucked into those blood threads.
Having absorbed Magic Power, the blood threads began swelling like leeches. Though they still looked as thin as hairs, their speed grew increasingly faster.
Just as he was about to be trapped to death within them, Shen Luo's expression remained unchanged. He swiftly formed a hand seal and pointed at the golden light within the ice.
The golden light instantly expanded, transforming into a colossal golden staff over a hundred zhang long and seven or eight zhang thick. It burst apart all the surrounding ice and struck where the black figure had just stood with earth-shattering force.
Boom!
The ground split open in a massive fissure, revealing a strange