"Is this Luo Shen?"
Gazing at the towering phantom, even Xiao Yan could not help shaking his head with a sigh.
Luo Shen truly deserved her reputation as the foremost beauty of the Great Thousand World in her day. Though the exquisite face beneath her silver hair looked somewhat wooden, Xiao Yan still found her breathtaking.
Sadly, such a beauty had fallen back in ancient times.
The so-called Luo Shen Spirit before him had clearly lost all sentience with Luo Shen's death. In other words, this Luo Shen Spirit did not even qualify as a manifestation of her memories. She was merely a phantom formed from her lingering power, and her actual combat strength was not high-probably not even on par with Luo Tianshen's.
Yet against this swirling mist, she had a unique effect. Holding the Luo Shen Sword, she lightly slashed at the boundless haze. The mist that even Xiao Yan had been unable to see through was casually cleaved apart, revealing a rift a hundred thousand feet long.
"Hmm?"
Why is there a Demon Emperor's aura inside this rift? Xiao Yan's brows furrowed slightly.
"There are many demon spirits within the Luo River Source. As long as you kill and eradicate one, you can obtain a great deal of pure spiritual energy comparable to Sovereign Spirit Liquid."
Luo Tianshen looked over the group, his gaze lingering on Xiao Yan before he continued with a smile, "The more demon spirits you slay, the greater your eventual rewards will naturally be."
"So that's how it works."
Xiao Yan's gaze sharpened slightly, as though he had guessed something. His eyes settled on the hundred-thousand-foot rift, a hint of amusement appearing in them.
"Eradicating demon spirits? That's something I happen to excel at."
"It's getting late. You should hurry inside."
Luo Tianshen