"Golden Crow Descends!" Fire Child roared, striking out with a palm through the air.
The surrounding golden flames surged together, and in an instant, a Three-Legged Golden Crow dozens of zhang long appeared, spreading its wings as it swooped toward Shen Luo.
Before the Golden Crow even arrived, the space around Shen Luo had all been dyed fiery red, trembling violently as though the entire space were about to ignite.
Seeing this, Shen Luo was not alarmed but delighted. He formed a hand seal before his chest, and blue light burst skyward from his body, intermingled with threads of white light, colliding with the Three-Legged Golden Crow.
The anticipated thunderous collision did not occur. There was only a soft hiss, and the Three-Legged Golden Crow vanished into thin air, while the blue light around Shen Luo drifted away as well.
"Where is my Golden Crow True Fire? How did it suddenly disappear? You took my true fire!" Fire Child froze for a moment, then quickly came to his senses and roared furiously at Shen Luo.
Zhang Chuan and the other old man in golden robes stared wide-eyed as well, unable to believe what they were seeing.
They both knew the power of Golden Crow True Fire all too well. It could melt even a High-Grade Magic Treasure alive, so how could it have been so easily blocked by that inconspicuous blue light?
"The three attacks are over. That should be enough, right?" Shen Luo raised a hand and patted his sleeve. The last wisp of blue light around him dispersed as he spoke calmly.
Fire Child stared at Shen Luo, his eyes turning blood-red.
The Golden Crow True Fire within his Sun-Chasing Sword had suddenly lost more than sixty percent of its power, gravely damaging the Golden Crow artifact spirit.