Seeing Shen Luo standing motionless, the Flame Demon God roared wildly and continued to smash both fists down.
But at that very moment, golden light suddenly erupted from Shen Luo, soaring skyward. In an instant, it formed an immense golden ring that spread outward with unstoppable speed.
The Flame Demon God's fists struck the golden ring with a tearing hiss, driving deep dents into its rounded surface. Yet an extraordinarily resilient force burst from within it, actually holding his fists back for an instant.
It was only an instant, however. The next moment, black light blazed around the Flame Demon God's fists, forming two small, pitch-black suns of unfathomable depth.
With a thunderous bang, the golden ring shattered, and several streaks of golden lightning shot out.
The Flame Demon God's fists flashed into the golden light and collided with each other.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Waves of black sound surged outward, annihilating all the golden light nearby. But the space within was already empty. Shen Luo had vanished at some unknown moment.
Thunder rumbled hundreds of zhang away, and Shen Luo reappeared. Behind him stood a towering golden heavenly general, arcs of electricity flickering all over his body and a golden lightning staff in his hand. It was none other than the Thunder Department Heavenly General.
Yet the Thunder Department Heavenly General's expression was wooden, without the slightest trace of intelligence, as though he were a puppet. He was very different from when Shen Luo had summoned him in the dream.
Shen Luo looked at the Thunder Department Heavenly General and let out a breath.
This time, he had poured True Immortal Stage magic power into the Jade Pillow and, by sheer accident, refined more than half its restrictions, greatly strengthening his connection to the Heavenly Register Phantom.
Now he could