The moment the phantom of the demonic beast appeared, an exceedingly savage and ancient aura surged forth from it, roaring as it pounced toward the strand of divine sense Ning Fa had sent inside.
Ning Fa's expression changed as well. He immediately unleashed a bolt of Spiritual Heart Divine Thunder, while the strand of divine sense he had extended swiftly withdrew.
Lingering fear surfaced on his face. He had no doubt that if he had truly been struck by that strange demonic beast just now, his soul would have suffered some bizarre injury.
Just then, black light flashed across the Nascent Soul's face, and it suddenly exploded. Yet all the black light it released was intercepted by the Golden Lightning Net before slowly fading away.
Ning Fa's sword-like brows furrowed. He did not think this was some soul-defense secret art of the burly man. It seemed more like a soul-defense restriction.
His gaze flickered. Recalling his earlier conversation with Fairy Biwu, he felt it was highly likely that the mysterious Holy Temple of Tianli had implanted this soul-defense restriction within Tianli's Nascent Soul Cultivators.
This gave Ning Fa a firsthand sense of just how strange that Holy Temple was.
Ning Fa did not dwell on it any longer. With a wave of one hand, he took the burly man's Storage Ring into his grasp. He then severed the black giant python's head, extracted its inner core, and flew toward Cang Lei.
On the other side, Cang Lei had already returned to his normal size. His face was dark with frustration, and the old woman was nowhere to be seen. She had clearly escaped.
Ning Fa flew over, and the two could not help looking at one another.
True Lord Cang Lei's appearance had not changed much. He was still as