Chapter 1495: Mysterious Temple 1496
Of course, since Ye Luo is unharmed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"No wonder you’ve earned the title of Ninth Prince. Such valor and skill! You managed to defeat one guardian puppet all on your own—what incredible strength!"
"Indeed! Even the insolent Demon Clan couldn’t match the Ninth Prince. Let alone a mere guardian puppet. Since the Ninth Prince has already dealt with one guardian puppet, we must put forth our full strength to defeat the other. Once we do, we’ll be able to enter the Sacred Temple’s main hall!"
"Alright, let’s work together and attack with all we’ve got!"
Inspired by Ye Luo, the rest of the group was invigorated, and without hesitation, they launched a frenzied assault.
In an instant, countless attacks bombarded the guardian puppet, creating dazzling flashes in the sky—surging with brilliance and utterly breathtaking!
Ye Luo did not make another move. The strike he used earlier was a flash of inspiration—a spur-of-the-moment attack. At the time, amidst the heat of battle, he acted reflexively, but now upon reflection, he couldn’t help but feel a shiver of dread.
The previous attack was reckless, foregoing all defense—a one-way strike with no chance of retreat!
If not for the guardian puppet being temporarily distracted by the group, it was likely Ye Luo wouldn’t even have managed to slay it, and possibly, his life would’ve been forfeited there and then.
Thus, Ye Luo naturally did not dare to recklessly take such risks again.
This spinning attack technique might serve well in moments of life-or-death desperation—or when one is prepared to fight to the bitter end—but in normal circumstances, it is best avoided. After all, one careless move could lead to mutual destruction.
In his heart, Ye Luo even hoped he would never find himself in such perilous situations again.