Longtan's body convulsed violently. A low "Ugh" suddenly escaped his throat, and he sat bolt upright from the ground. The wound in his chest had vanished, leaving only the hole in his clothes.
The Immobilization Talisman stuck to his calf instantly turned black, then crumbled into ashes as though it had rotted away over countless years.
"How dare you, how dare you... I'll kill you today!" After several ragged breaths, Longtan turned toward Shen Luo, fury blazing in his eyes, and roared.
"What kind of trick is this now?"
Shen Luo had originally thought this was some method of possession or soul attachment that Lin Da had used. Yet after Longtan's "resurrection," his mind seemed entirely unchanged. He still seemed to be Longtan himself.
Before he could think it through, Longtan lunged at him. A layer of black mist swept over the Soul-Guiding Staff in his hand, staining it jet-black in an instant, and he swung it fiercely down at Shen Luo.
Shen Luo seized the Dragon Horn Awl and raised it horizontally like a sword, blocking the black staff.
Bang! A heavy crash rang out!
The black staff shuddered violently, and a layer of black dust billowed from its surface.
Shen Luo frowned slightly. Though he did not know what it was, he immediately held his breath.
Just then, golden light suddenly shone from the Dragon Horn Awl. Before Shen Luo could activate it, the light rose like flames, instantly burning away all the black dust that had settled on its surface.
With his free hand, Shen Luo pinched a Falling Thunder Talisman and thrust it forward.
Boom! A thunderous crash rang out!
A dazzling white light flared before him, turning into a bolt of white lightning as thick as an arm that struck downward.
Dark light instantly shone