Shen Luo turned toward the voice and looked at the man in golden robes, a faint chill running through his heart.
Restrictions in the hall interfered with divine sense, preventing him from directly sensing the golden-robed man's cultivation aura. Yet his instincts told him this man was extremely dangerous. He could not afford to be careless.
Keeping his guard up against the golden-robed man, he glanced around, and his expression soon changed.
Beside two golden pillars not far away floated two fiery-red cocoons, each over ten feet tall. They were formed from countless fine red threads, every strand radiating astonishing fluctuations of fire spiritual power. They appeared to be some kind of fire ability.
Explosive sounds occasionally came from within the red cocoons, and two figures were faintly visible inside. They were Lord Fu and Dragon Fang, trapped within. Fortunately, both were still alive.
Shen Luo was secretly alarmed. Collecting the true solar fire had taken him only a brief moment, yet Lord Fu and Dragon Fang had been imprisoned in that short time. Moreover, he had heard no sounds of fighting while he was by the magma. Had the two been subdued in an instant?
"May I ask who you are, esteemed expert? Were you the one who used a spell to trap my two companions?" As thoughts raced through his mind, Shen Luo forced himself to remain composed and asked in a low voice.
"What do you think?" The golden-robed man chuckled, his tone teasing.
"Who exactly are you?" Shen Luo frowned and asked again.
"Who do you think I am?" The golden-robed man stretched languidly. He still did not answer Shen Luo's question, but neither did he show any hostility.
Shen Luo was rather baffled by the man, but he dared not lower his guard. He considered