Shen Luo's feet flashed, moonlight flickering bright and dim around him. His figure vanished from where he stood and, with another sudden flash, appeared behind the Silver-Armored Heavenly Soldier.
The latter reacted with equal speed. His waist remained steady, but the spear in his hand let out a dragon-like howl. His upper body twisted sharply, and the spearhead abruptly thrust backward in a dazzling reverse strike.
A snowy-white vortex suddenly emerged at the spear tip, radiating bitter cold as it shot straight for Shen Luo's heart.
Shen Luo was charging forward too quickly to dodge in time. He could only roar and channel the Huangting Scripture with all his strength, flooding his body with Four-Dragon Four-Elephant Power. He pulled back the hand wielding the whip while his other hand transformed into a massive dragon claw and reached for the spear tip.
Clang!
The silver spear slammed into the dragon claw's palm. The vortex at its tip spun violently, releasing an incomparably powerful twisting force laced with waves of piercing cold that assaulted Shen Luo.
Cracking sounds came from Shen Luo's arm as a layer of snowy ice crystals spread from his palm, quickly freezing his entire arm. Bone-chilling cold seeped relentlessly into his marrow.
Although I've advanced to the Soul Condensation Stage, my lifespan is still pitifully short compared to cultivators of the same stage. I can't afford to stumble so easily again, Shen Luo thought.
As this thought crossed his mind, all twenty of his Magic Meridians lit up at once. An incomparably powerful surge of Magic Power erupted, and his dragon-claw arm shook violently. Rays of light burst from within his body, shattering all the ice.
Shen Luo lunged forward with his dragon claw and seized the silver spear. With a fierce yank, he dragged the Silver-Armored Heavenly