บท 559: Refine The Palace.

Shi Lang looked at the water jets rushing at him and narrowed his eyes. Then he took a deep breath and took out his sword. The young man slapped the side of his sword on the water jet, and the pressure pushed him off into the distance. He flipped into the void and then landed on the ground. 

Given the old habits, the young man did not waste time and rushed off again. Shi Lang did not have the time to think about anyone else. His speed was not slow, but neither were the traps. They caught up to his pace quickly. However, Shi Lang did not wait to let them get better of his body. 

He moved like a ghost, but still, he could not avoid the traps completely. When Shi Lang was avoiding the flying projectiles in the second part of the staircase, one of the needles exploded, and a chain reaction began. All the needles in the void exploded one after the other. It was as if the needles had eyes, and the explosions followed his trail.