Jiangliu was sent flying, and the Purple-Gold Alms Bowl was affected as well, much of its purple-gold radiance dimming.
Master Hai Shi and the others' eyes lit up, and they immediately drove their magic treasures with all their might.
The Dark-Gold Cane, golden wooden fish, Azure Precept Saber, and Demon-Subduing Staff blazed with light as they launched an all-out counterattack.
With a resounding bang, the Purple-Gold Alms Bowl was knocked flying.
The purple-gold motes imprisoning the monks of Golden Mountain Temple crumbled and dispersed, restoring their freedom of movement.
Shen Luo did not pause in the slightest. Immediately after his strike, he shot forward, reaching the Purple-Gold Alms Bowl in an instant. He unleashed the Heavenly Register's capturing ability, and a golden silhouette flashed over his body.
The Purple-Gold Alms Bowl was far too powerful. To subdue Jiangliu, he first had to take this treasure out of the equation.
The Purple-Gold Alms Bowl shuddered violently and was about to be drawn into the Heavenly Register Space when its radiance suddenly flared. A power as unfathomable as the sea erupted from it, wrenching it free of the Heavenly Register's pull in one stroke before it flew toward the sea of five-colored flames ahead.
This was the first time Shen Luo had failed to capture something with the Heavenly Register, and his brows involuntarily furrowed.
"It's you! You're actually still alive!" Jiangliu's astonished voice rang out from the sea of five-colored flames, without the slightest hint that he was injured.
Before his words had faded, a thunderous boom erupted. A thick pillar of black light rose from the sea of five-colored flames, piercing straight into the sky, and a black storm surged from the pillar, sweeping outward.
The black storm was laden with dense demonic qi. The moment the surrounding five-colored flames