"Fellow Daoist Qilian, please bear with it a little longer. It will be over soon," Shen Luo reassured him.
Qilian Mi had just been about to speak when his expression changed drastically again. The purple aura spreading from his lower abdomen suddenly deepened in color, swiftly turning from purple to black. Like a living thing, it surged up along Shen Luo's arm.
Shen Luo's expression remained unchanged. He allowed the black aura to spread upward, but the force in his hand suddenly increased.
With a soft "puff" from his fingertips, a streak of golden light instantly pierced through the purple talisman, shattering its core completely. A ghostly flame immediately ignited on the talisman paper, and it quickly turned to ashes.
The pain on Qilian Mi's face immediately vanished, replaced by a flash of delighted surprise in his eyes.
"It really came undone..." someone exclaimed softly.
"This kid can actually do it..."
The prison immediately erupted into a clamor.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, thank you."
Qilian Mi examined his Dantian and found that only a small amount of frigid yin aura remained. The Violet Cold Soul-Locking Yuan Talisman, which had seemed like a nail driven into his Dantian, had already disappeared without a trace.
Shen Luo waved his hand, indicating that there was no need for such gratitude.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, could you help remove my Restriction as well?" At that moment, a gaunt man shuffled forward and asked.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, please help me too..." another immediately followed.
For a time, nearly everyone in the prison gathered around, pleading with Shen Luo for help.
"Everyone, don't panic. One at a time..." Shen Luo sighed inwardly and said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the gaunt man who had spoken first formed a hand seal. A purple glow lit up at his