"What is this spiritual light? It doesn't seem like a prohibition," Shen Luo mused with a hint of suspicion in his heart. He observed carefully for a while, and compared it with the multitude of knowledge on cultivating immortality that he possessed, yet found no match.
Since he couldn't figure it out, he didn't dwell on it and continued flying forward.
The extent of the yellow spiritual threads was far beyond his expectations. No matter where he flew, the buildings and ground below were filled with these yellow spiritual threads.
"It seems that these threads are throughout the entire city. My repeated failed attempts to cast spells and leave must be the doing of these threads," Shen Luo thought to himself, his expression suddenly changing slightly as he stopped his fleeing figure and emitted a bright green light from his eyes beneath the cloak.
