Shen Luo's soul turned and his gaze fell on the streak of light. As its trajectory continued to move, he seemed to vaguely see some pattern, but in his hurry he had no time to think about it.
"If you can bring the magic power from my dream, then help me again... Just once, I can't die yet!" Shen Luo's soul roared at the boundless sea of stars almost at the end of his voice.
The void was silent, and the stars around were unmoved, still flickering, as if saying, what does your life and death have to do with the cycle of heaven
Shen Luo didn't know when he would be sent out of this world. Once he failed to successfully use his cultivation to protect himself, when his soul returned, he would die.
"The way of heaven has nothing to do with me, so I will look for someone who has something to do with me!" Such a thought popped up in Shen Luo's mind.
Then, he began to call out names one by one: "Zhong Ying, Jin You, Deng Yuguang, Yin Jiao, Pang Yu, Liu Ji, Ma Sheng, Wen Qiong, Wang Shan, Geng Tong..."
These names were none other than the names of the thirty-six Heavenly Soldiers he had fought against in the golden pagoda before. Their names were all written in the Heavenly Book.
As he shouted, a little strange light finally appeared in the surrounding sea of stars. It seemed that every name had a corresponding star. When he shouted, the stars in the distance responded and flashed light.
A glimmer of hope arose in Shen Luo's heart, and he called out even louder.
However, as these stars flickered, no strange phenomena occurred around them.
The sea of stars remains, and so does the streak of light.
Shen Luo had no choice but to mobilize all his spiritual power and extend it towards the surrounding stars.
As his spiritual power spread out, there was a sudden change in the surrounding heaven and earth. The streak of light jumping among the stars in the distance seemed to have sensed it and started jumping towards him.
However, during these jumps, the trajectory left by the sliding light marks did not disappear with each jump as before, but instead left behind a series of dense and criss-crossing traces.
Shen Luo looked at the traces, and suddenly a strange light flashed in his eyes. He couldn't help muttering: "Magic circle..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his head, and his consciousness became blurry. It was obvious that he was about to be squeezed out of this space again.
Just when his consciousness was about to fade, he shouted out his own name with his last almost desperate thought.
"Shen Luo..."
This wild shout echoed in the sea of stars, and the jumping streak of light suddenly lit up and shot out from a star. It no longer jumped in turn, but rushed straight towards Shen Luo.
The next moment, Shen Luo in the room suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were shining brightly, and his magic power surged instantly.
His mind turned again, he raised his hand and pressed down on his chest, and a tremendous force instantly surged into his body.
The evil spirit lurking there was immediately washed away by the vast magical power, just like snow meeting the scorching sun, and it melted away in an instant.
But after a moment, the fluctuations of magic power in his body quickly subsided, his face turned pale in an instant, his eyes rolled up, and he fell backwards and fainted.