A faint white light flashed across the wall of the Mountain Cave, swaying slowly before it gradually came to a halt.
He made a spell, and a stream of water condensed out of thin air in front of him. It then transformed into a water sword, viciously slashing down and striking his arm.
A loud clashing sound of metal echoed with a "clang"!
The water sword shattered upon impact, sparks flying everywhere.
Shen Luo's arm didn't have a scratch on it, only a faint white mark which disappeared quickly before one's naked eyes.
He nodded, a hint of a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
After cultivating the thirty-six verses of the Huangting Technique, his physical defenses had improved significantly. While he wouldn't dare claim to be invincible, he was now immune to most low-grade magical instruments.
