After a long time, all the strange phenomena in Chang'an City had finally dissipated.
Inside the Great Tang Dynasty Government, Shen Luo still maintained a sitting position, his Qiao acupoints had not yet fully closed, and golden light still spilled from his body, making him look as though he were caged in treasure light, possessing an air of an Immortal.
However, after a few deep breaths, the radiance surrounding his body gradually dimmed, and as the spilling light slowly receded, Shen Luo himself appeared even more contained in his divine splendor.
He stretched his body and slowly stood up from the ground, looking up at the hole above his head with a fleeting look of joy in his eyes.
"I've finally broken through... I should have caught up with Lu Huaming. I wonder what got into Bai Xiaotian, he immediately went into seclusion after returning last time. Has he come out yet?" As Shen Luo pondered secretly, he suddenly felt a strange sensation.
"Thump thump..."
