Shen Luo did not pursue. Watching the demon wind fly away, he quickly formed a seal with both hands, and a white figure flew out of him and returned to the Dark Red Heavenly Records.
The blood light on the Dark Red Heavenly Records quickly faded, returning to its ethereal form and transforming into a stream of light that flew into the jade pillow within the Linlang Ring.
The black snakes of lightning in the sky disappeared one after another, and the sky returned to normal.
Shen Luo's figure swayed, and like a stone, he plunged from mid-air, falling into the river with a splash.
"Pfft..."
A faint sound rang out as hundreds of tiny wounds appeared all over his body. Blood spurted out in a dozen places, dyeing the river water red.
Shen Luo's whole body trembled as if in spasms, and his face became as pale as paper, devoid of any trace of color.
