Inside Xuanyuan Hall, Shen Luo's hands were grasped in front of him, and he suddenly opened his eyes. The immense gold light that had been emanating from him was instantly withdrawn, and he slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid qi.
"Cousin, you were too reckless just now. How could you take on those two statues' divine soul attacks unprepared?" Nie Caizhu flew over with the Mirror Fiend and spoke with some complaint.
"The situation was urgent; I couldn't afford to leisurely maneuver with them. Besides, I have meticulously practiced many divine soul secret techniques in the past. If I couldn't even withstand attacks from two statue puppets, then my cultivation would have been for nothing." Shen Luo smiled faintly, waved his hand, and dispersed the golden law space.
