Pointed Confrontation

Shen Luo's heart stirred. He rose to his feet and walked to the door. After hesitating briefly, he pushed it open and entered.

The moment he stepped inside, golden light shot from the Golden Armored Heavenly General's eyes, dragging him into the battle space once more.

Could it be because I had not entered the tower for too long? Shen Luo sighed inwardly.

As he pondered this, silver light flashed across the stone platform. Another Silver-Armored Heavenly Soldier emerged, tall in stature and wielding twin maces as it stared coldly at Shen Luo.

Shen Luo intended to go out and cultivate the Mysterious Yin Meridian-Opening Art, so he naturally did not wish to waste too much time here. He immediately drew the Six-Chen Whip and took the initiative to charge forward.

The Silver-Armored Heavenly Soldier had been watching Shen Luo's movements coldly, its body remaining utterly still. Even its grip on the maces did not shift in the slightest. Only when Shen Luo was some thirty feet away did two sharp beams flare from its eyes. It lowered its body, kicked hard against the ground, and rushed toward Shen Luo.

Two clusters of silver airflow swirled beneath its feet. With both maces crossed before it, it reached Shen Luo in nearly a single dash. It swung both arms forward at once, sending two golden arcs bursting from the maces and crossing as they shot straight at Shen Luo.

The distance between them closed at breakneck speed. Unable to dodge in time, Shen Luo could only halt, reverse his grip on the Six-Chen Whip, and slam it heavily into the ground. Black light blazed from the whip as layers upon layers of whip shadows spread outward to either side, like a black barricade rising before him.

The crossing golden arcs struck