Lu Xiu dove straight down, the long saber in his hand instantly closing in on Shen Luo's head, poised to cut him down.
But the instant the blade fell, green light flashed inside Shen Luo's sleeve, and he vanished from beneath its edge. Freed from the water tornado's restraints, he could activate the Shrinking Earth Ruler again.
As Shen Luo dodged, he also recalled all his magic treasures. He no longer dared take any chances and had already decided to retreat.
Yet the moment he reappeared, white light lit up beneath his feet and transformed into countless slender threads, which wound toward his calves like countless tiny snakes.
Startled, Shen Luo hurriedly channeled his magic power and demonic qi at once. Gold and black light rose over his body, and an immense force burst outward, instantly shattering every thread of light.
He shifted his gaze and saw Bai Chuan leaning on his staff, wisps of white light seeping from it into the ground.
"So many of you joining forces against one man. Have you no shame?" Shen Luo mocked.
"Hmph, you ambushed me. How are you any better?" Mr. Zi rebuked him furiously.
"Then let's call it even. Farewell." At a loss for words, Shen Luo gave an awkward chuckle, turned, and left.
"You won't escape!"
Mr. Zi roared in anger. With a rapid rustling from his hands, black talismans streamed after Shen Luo as though they cost nothing.
The talismans burst into flames the instant they drew near Shen Luo. Their drifting ashes silently dissolved into the void, and he immediately felt his body grow heavy as the surrounding space turned sluggish.
But a moment later, thirty Pure Yang Flying Swords appeared together and swept around Shen Luo. Countless beams of sword light shot out, instantly slicing the surrounding