"Ao Hong..."
Shen Luo instinctively called out the handsome man's name, but his gaze was quickly drawn to another figure appearing farther away on the other side.
Beneath an enormous Kunpeng skeleton stood a burly man in a black robe and an Eight-Sided Black Crown. His long black hair hung loose down his back, and the black demonic aura that had surrounded him when Shen Luo first saw him was gone, revealing the rather ordinary face of a middle-aged man. It was the Three-Headed Flood Dragon.
"Brother Shen, be careful..." Ao Hong immediately warned upon seeing them.
As he spoke, he turned his wrist and gripped the Flying Dragon in Heaven Spear in his palm, flashing toward Shen Luo. However, his movements seemed somewhat sluggish.
At the same time he heard the warning, Shen Luo instinctively took a step back.
But after steadying himself, he suddenly remembered that he was now an Early True Immortal Stage cultivator, no longer as weak as before. He could not help giving a wry smile and shaking his head.
However, Ao Qing, the Three-Headed Flood Dragon, did not take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack. As soon as he revealed himself, he merely curled his fingers and assumed a stance as though he were about to strike.
With a thought, Shen Luo swept his Divine Sense across the surroundings. His brows suddenly lifted slightly, as though he had discovered something.
Yet very quickly, he focused his Divine Sense on the Three-Headed Flood Dragon and began probing him without restraint.
Ao Qing naturally noticed Shen Luo's examination. He snorted coldly, and a layer of black light suddenly lit up atop the Eight-Sided Black Crown on his head, spreading open like a great umbrella.
When Shen Luo's Divine Sense fell upon the black crown, it