Inside Xuanyuan Hall, Shen Luo clasped his hands in front of him, then suddenly opened his eyes. The boundless golden radiance emanating from his body instantly receded, and he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.
"Cousin, that was far too risky. How could you take the Divine Soul attacks of those two statues head-on without any preparation?" Nie Caizhu flew over with the Mirror Demon, her tone carrying a hint of reproach.
"The situation was urgent. There was no time to slowly trade blows with them. Besides, I have cultivated many secret Divine Soul arts over the years. If I could not even withstand the attacks of two statue puppets, then all those years of cultivation would have been for nothing." Shen Luo smiled faintly and waved one hand, dispelling the golden Law Space.
"Even so, there was no need to take such a risk. Better safe than sorry. And from what I observed just now, your cultivation has increased rather drastically. Do not let your foundation become unstable." Nie Caizhu was still worried and reminded him.
"Cai Zhu, do not worry. I know my limits and will not lose control." Shen Luo nodded.
"The restrictions within the hall have already been removed. Let us first see what treasures are here and collect them quickly, lest those demons outside break in as well." Knowing Shen Luo had always acted prudently, Nie Caizhu merely mentioned it once before changing the subject.
Shen Luo gave a hum, turned to look toward the depths of the hall, then leaped over to the golden square table.
The golden light formation shrouding the table was dazzling, making it impossible to see what lay atop it.
After a brief moment of thought, Shen Luo flicked his finger. A ripple-filled white light shot from his fingertip—it