Black Bear Spirit gasped for breath, his aura plummeting to the out-of-body stage, deep exhaustion showing on his face.
Still, he mustered his remaining strength, formed a hand seal, and pointed.
"Go!"
The white figure that had left his body immediately shot forward, appearing beside Shen Luo in an instant and merging into him.
With a thunderous rumble, Shen Luo's aura surged, breaking through several cultivation realms in an instant to reach the true immortal mid stage.
Blue light blazed around him, spreading dozens of yards in an instant and engulfing the golden magic formation along with Nie Caizhu and the others nearby.
The three treasures he carried-the Pure Yang Sword Embryo, the Purple-Gold Bell, and the Purple Giant Bead-resonated with his surging magic power and shone brilliantly at the same time. They actually flew out on their own, circling his body and giving off excited, clear ringing sounds.
Shen Luo opened his eyes and looked at the blue light roaring around him, a faint smile touching his lips.
The Nine Heavens Spirit Movement Art's forced increase in cultivation differed from borrowing his cultivation from the dream realm. It merely caused his cultivation to soar, without changing the nature of the magic power within him.
That was just as well. Had his magic power been replaced with Black Bear Spirit's demonic energy, he might not have been able to control it easily.
Shen Luo silently circulated his cultivation art, drawing in the surging magic power within him. The overflowing blue light immediately streamed back like water swallowed by a giant whale, vanishing entirely into his body without leaving a trace outside.
Enveloped in the blue light moments before, Nie Caizhu and the others had felt as though they were deep beneath the sea amid raging waves, an extremely uncomfortable sensation.