Shi Hao and the two others soared into the sky, heading towards the aerial palace.
They had not yet arrived, but already felt a powerful, sword-like aura, sharp beyond compare. Weng Nanqing and Su Manman first couldn't withstand it, their faces paling.
Shi Hao hurriedly brought the two women into the Immortal Abode, while the Purple Gold Rat was utterly unaffected, showing its peculiar nature.
However, Shi Hao simply smiled at the Purple Gold Rat.
Flying a bit closer, even Shi Hao felt some pressure, his skin seemingly being sliced by thousands of blades. However, his physique's defensive power was too high; it couldn't be pierced.
Finally, he flew into the palace.
—It was already half blasted open, entering was naturally easy, no need to open the door.
Here, the remnants of battle hung in the air.
Shi Hao closed his eyes, sensing the aura, and images of a fierce battle naturally appeared in his mind.
