Inside the Xuanyuan Palace, Shen Luo clasped his hands in front of him, suddenly opened his eyes, and the golden light emanating from his body suddenly subsided, and he slowly exhaled a breath of foul air from his mouth.
"Cousin, you took too much risk just now. How could you take the spiritual attacks from those two statues without any preparation?" Nie Caizhu flew over with the mirror monster and said with some complaint.
"The situation is urgent. I can't afford to leisurely fight with them. Moreover, I have practiced many spiritual secrets in the past. If I can't even withstand the attacks of two statue puppets, then all my training will be in vain." Shen Luo smiled slightly and waved his hand to disperse the golden law space.
"Even so, there's no need to take such a risk. After all, it's better to be safe than sorry. And from my observation just now, I found that your cultivation has increased quite a bit. Don't let your foundation become unstable." Nie Caizhu was still a little worried and reminded.
"Don't worry, Caizhu. I know what I'm doing and I won't lose my composure." Shen Luo nodded.
"The restrictions in the hall have been lifted. Let's first see what treasures are inside and quickly collect them, lest the demons outside break in." Nie Caizhu knew that Shen Luo always acted prudently, so she just mentioned it and changed the subject.
Shen Luo hummed, turned his head to look towards the depths of the hall, then leaped up and flew to the golden square table.
The golden light covering the square table was so blindingly bright that it was impossible to see what was on it.
Shen Luo pondered for a moment, then snapped his fingers, and a beam of white light full of ripples shot out from his fingertips. It was the Three Heavens Wonderful Sound Technique, probing into the interior of the golden light array.
The golden light array suddenly surged like waves, easily repelling the three white lights.
"Who is hiding here? Come out!" Shen Luo's eyes focused, and he suddenly looked at the void near the light array. Golden light suddenly surged around his hand, and he was about to attack.
"Haha, my friend, you have a keen sense of perception. I just revealed a little bit of my aura and you sensed it immediately. Very good!" Gentle applause sounded, and a faint golden light emerged from the void, transforming into a blurry golden figure, who clapped his hands and smiled.
Through the golden light, one could vaguely see that this was a slender middle-aged man with three long beards beating his chest. His appearance was not very handsome, but his eyes were unusually bright, emitting a passionate and enthusiastic light, which made people involuntarily feel a sense of respect from the bottom of their hearts, as if as long as this man raised his arm, they would be willing to follow him to travel the world, even if they had to bury their bones on the battlefield.
"Who are you?" Shen Luo was awed, the sword in his mind ready to move.
"You can call me Ji Ying. Your spiritual attack is extremely fierce. I am just a remnant soul now, and I can't withstand your attack." The figure raised his hand and waved it in front of him, chuckling.
“Ji Ying…” Shen Luo had never heard of this name and his brows furrowed slightly.
"You are Emperor Huangdi!" Nie Caizhu suddenly exclaimed.
"Emperor Huangdi Xuanyuan!" Shen Luo was surprised and looked at the golden figure carefully.
"I didn't expect that after so many years, there are still people in this world who recognize me." The golden figure showed a hint of surprise when he heard this, but did not deny it.
"Junior Nie Caizhu, nice to meet Senior Xuanyuan! There is a Hall of Sages in the sect where I belong, where portraits of many saints from ancient times are enshrined, including the portrait of Senior." Nie Caizhu said respectfully.