Shen Luo turned back and swung his arm horizontally, unimpeded by the shadow of the golden tower, and smashed a fist onto the cheek of the man in blue robes.
The man in blue robes felt as if struck by a force of ten thousand jun, his cheek instantly caved in. Though no blood spewed from his mouth, green light continuously seeped from his nostrils and mouth, and he was sent flying horizontally for a thousand feet.
At the same time, golden flames suddenly surged from beneath the Golden Tower, instantly spreading across Shen Luo's legs and scorching downward. The green deathly Qi that had been on fire began to dissolve and retreat back into the vortex.
However, the flames were relentless, pursuing further down and engulfing the white bone skulls.
Wails of agony came from below as the raging flames rapidly dissipated the green deathly Qi. The face of the Void Ghost became increasingly insubstantial until it vanished entirely.
