At the same time, Jian Jun also opened his eyes. The two of them watched with their own eyes as that ball of divine soul light was sucked directly into a palm-sized mirror, while the person holding the mirror was a handsome man in cyan robes.
Though the crisis was resolved, neither Jian Jun nor Jian Li lowered their guard as they looked together at the man.
Jian Jun's eyes flickered, and he cupped his fists in salute, saying:
"Thank you for your help, Fellow Daoist."
Chapter 983