Meanwhile, Shen Luo and Nie Caizhu held off the Soul-Scattering Golden Light, quietly waiting for the results of Fire Spirit Child's spell.
The Soul-Devouring Formation continued to operate, feeding wisps of golden soul power into Shen Luo's mind. The divine soul power he had lost earlier had been fully replenished, and there were even faint signs of further growth.
Shen Luo suddenly raised an eyebrow-not because his soul power had increased, but because, as his divine soul absorbed the golden soul power, it gradually condensed a little, becoming purer!
To think this golden soul power could actually refine the divine soul. I wonder if there are any hidden dangers, he thought.
Unfortunately, Fire Spirit Child was casting a spell. Otherwise, he could have discussed it with him.
Just then, Fire Spirit Child abruptly opened his eyes, a trace of delight appearing on his face.
He formed a hand seal and pointed several times at the white magic formation before him. A thick beam of white light shot out of it, tearing a narrow opening in the golden clouds ahead.
"I've finally found traces of the formation. Follow me!" Fire Spirit Child flew forward.
Shen Luo and Nie Caizhu hurried after him, fending off the golden threads shooting down from above.
The two groups raced back and forth through the Fallen-Soul Golden-Light Illusion Formation, searching for a way to break it. Both sides gave their all, afraid the other would beat them to it.
But in the art of formations, finesse far surpassed brute force. In the end, Shen Luo and his companions broke out first.
The vision of Shen Luo and his two companions blurred, and they flew out of the illusion formation.
The view ahead opened up, revealing an enormous palace over a hundred feet tall-the very golden