Shen Lang's reaction was swift; he raised his right hand and a small umbrella flickering with blue light flew out, hovering over his head. It unfolded a thick blue water curtain, enveloping his entire body.
The silver lightning struck the blue water curtain, causing ripples to spread across it.
Shen Lang strode towards the mountain, moving at a brisk pace.
Before long, he arrived at the midpoint of the mountain and gazed at the turquoise mist ahead with a solemn expression.
With a flip of his right hand, a flash of golden light appeared, and a golden sphere the size of a chicken egg materialized in his hand, infused with mana.
The golden sphere burst into dazzling golden radiance, causing Shen Lang's eyebrows to furrow deeply.
He urged the treasure to probe into the turquoise mist, which was obstructed by a restriction.
Shen Lang's brow furrowed, and he stepped into the turquoise mist.
