Shen Luo put away the Mother-and-Child Swords. His hand, hidden in his sleeve, turned over, and an Armor-Shattering Talisman settled against his palm. He only had to wait until he was close enough to activate it.
Ten yards, nine, eight, seven, five...
Now! Shen Luo gathered strength in his hand, ready to fling the Armor-Shattering Talisman.
But at that instant, the sky above him darkened. With a loud rustle, a pitch-black cloak descended and swallowed him whole.
Shen Luo's vision went black. Silence fell all around him.
"What's going on?" Shen Luo's heart tightened, but he realized the force pulling at him had vanished.
He looked around. He could see nothing, hear nothing, not even smell anything. It was as though he had fallen into a void and lost all five senses.
After a moment of panic, Shen Luo calmed down. He did not know whether he had truly been drawn into another Magic Treasure's space or had simply fallen into an illusion, but he had no intention of waiting to die.
Just then, two eerie green lights appeared in the seemingly endless darkness.
As Shen Luo focused on them, another pair lit up nearby. Then pair after pair appeared, thousands in all, surrounding him like clusters of ghostly fire or countless watching eyes.
In an instant, fiendish energy surged toward him from every direction. In the green glow, hundreds upon hundreds of hideous ghostly faces emerged. Their mouths gaped impossibly wide as they lunged at Shen Luo.
His expression changed. He flipped his hand, producing more than a dozen Minor Thunder Talismans in his palm, and hurled them all around him without hesitation.
Boom, boom, boom...
Thunder cracked in rapid succession. Bolts of snow-white lightning exploded on every side, and fine arcs burrowed into the ghostly faces, making the