After the storm passed, his form became solid again and he was not affected at all.
"Solid gold!"
Zhu Yike's response was very tough. He bit his fingertip and wrote a talisman.
When the Starlight Blood Talisman was formed, his body turned into pure gold and all signs of life were gone instantly.
The soul storm swept across and destroyed all the spirits on the street. Zhu Yike was like a lifeless corpse; he did not move at all.
"Crack."
When the storm passed, Zhu Yike's golden body emitted cracking sounds.
The corners of his lips were upturned and revealed his canine teeth. The golden light faded, and his spiritual quality returned.
Mu Zixi watched in confusion as the three higher void moved at the same time. Suddenly, she felt a gust of wind blowing on the long street.
The wind was bone-chilling cold and made people shiver.
However, it was only for a moment!
