After putting away the Pure Yang Sword Embryo and the Bloodthirst Banner, Shen Luo looked toward the Mirror Demons frozen in ice.
But at that moment, blue light flashed within the eight frozen Mirror Demon statues. Seven of the Mirror Demons slowly dissipated and vanished completely after a few breaths, leaving only one behind. It appeared to be the true body.
Shen Luo walked over and examined the Mirror Demon within the ice. A strange glint flashed through his eyes as he raised a hand and pressed it against the ice sculpture.
Golden light flashed over his palm, and the Heavenly Register Phantom flickered. The frozen Mirror Demon vanished, drawn into the Heavenly Register.
This Mirror Demon's ability was rather useful. It would likely come in handy later, so he intended to keep it.
Shen Luo then walked over to the burly man surnamed Zhen and the others who had been frozen. With a flip of his hand, blue light spread outward. The cold energy imprisoning them was instantly absorbed, and the blue ice cracked apart.
The six of them rose to their feet one after another, their faces mottled blue and white.
Fortunately, they had been quite far from Shen Luo and had not suffered frostbite. After circulating their cultivation, the bluish color soon faded from their faces.
"Fellow Daoist Zhen, and everyone else, I have not yet fully mastered that ice divine ability. I am truly sorry for freezing you with the cold energy." Shen Luo cupped his hands in apology.
"It is nothing, nothing." The burly man surnamed Zhen hurriedly waved his hands, his gaze toward Shen Luo filled with awe.
The others were no different. They stood silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to utter a single extra word.
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