Shen Luo was enveloped in radiance, his aura surged violently, surrounded by layers of golden-red flames, and a golden fire ring hovered behind his head, making him appear as dignified as the Buddha or the Heavenly Emperor.
His aura had unexpectedly reached the peak of the Heavenly Venerate Realm, seemingly just a step away from the supreme Great Heavenly Venerate Realm.
However, Shen Luo's expression at this moment was quite depressed, his brows furrowed together.
In his hand, the colors on the two circular cobblestones, black and white, had become very pale, yet the innate Qi contained within them was still comparable to the sum total of the Hongming War Saber and War God Whip, enough to make the twelfth lotus flower bloom.
But when the bud of the twelfth lotus flower grew, it seemed frozen, no matter how the roots absorbed the innate Qi to nourish it, there were no signs of blooming.
