After steadying his mind, Shen Luo swept his gaze over Northern Abyss Kun and Bai Linglong. The former seemed fine, with no obvious changes, while the latter swayed from side to side, looking as though she could no longer hold on.
Just as he hesitated over whether to tell Bai Linglong how to break it, he saw her sit steadily once more. A ring of green radiance resembling Buddha Light unexpectedly lit up behind her head. Not only had her aura not weakened, it had stabilized again.
"She used the power of the Guanyin Mantra to mend the damage to her Divine Soul. She can even do that?" Shen Luo was greatly astonished by Bai Linglong's methods. These old monsters truly could not be judged by common sense.
Manjushri also seemed to notice the anomaly here. He glanced toward Shen Luo, saw him observing the others with no sign of being affected by the Guanyin Mantra, and frowned slightly before casting a look at Sun Wukong beside him.
The latter remained sitting upright, his face showing no reaction whatsoever.
Shen Luo was observing Misu and the other two. Among them, only Tu Shan Tong, whose cultivation was somewhat weaker, showed a strained expression. The other two demon ancestors had used some unknown method and now looked calm, completely unaffected.
Tu Shan Tong was struggling to resist the wave of drowsiness. Her Divine Soul desperately wanted to fall asleep and withdraw from this conflict. There was fear, but also weariness.
"Do not forget your mission." At that moment, Misu's voice transmission suddenly rang out in her mind.
Tu Shan Tong shuddered, and her Divine Sense briefly regained clarity. Then, a mist suddenly surged through her Consciousness Sea, enveloping the miniature figure of her Divine Soul.
"Not bad. She knows to use