Chapter 97

The fire of belief ignited, spreading like a prairie fire, originating from the deepest part of Lishui's soul, unrelated to cultivation.

The vigorous green flames, rooted in belief.

Suddenly, a beam of light flew out of Lishui's storage bag on its own, precisely the peculiar plant given to Lishui by Qianhua Grandma. The plant had already sprouted a three-inch tender shoot. The vigorous green flames of intent suddenly flew out from Lishui's body, dancing around the plant, and then gradually being absorbed by it.

Seeing the tender shoot no more than three inches tall, a green light shone brightly, and the flower pot and green sand suddenly transformed into a clear, emerald green lake.

The flame of intent nourished the tiny shoot, which grew at an incredible speed.

It developed nodes, grew runners, and produced submerged and floating leaves, eventually forming a lotus plant. The seed turned out to be a lotus seed.

The leaf buds continuously divided and extended, forming leaves while branching out at the nodes. The leaves curled into spindles before emerging from the water, slowly unfurling as they grew, eventually flattening into round shields.

Then, a flawless, jade-white flower bud slowly formed, emerging from the lake.

The power of intent continued, and the flower bud grew, standing tall and pure, free from any dust.

"Ancient Sacred Lotus, a single thought blooms!" Lishui sensed everything and silently recited Qianhua Grandma's words, "Is this also a Sacred Lotus? What level of magical treasure is this!"

The jade-white flower bud bloomed gracefully, layer upon layer of lotus petals opening, scattering countless rays of white light, illuminating the world.

The sacred aura spread through the heavens and earth, a pressure that coexisted with the universe. Layer upon layer of white jade-like lotus petals surrounded a small greenish-blue flower center.

Han Zixiang stood dumbfounded, witnessing this moment. Although he appeared in the Fog Realm as a phantom, his divine consciousness was connected to his true body, but at this moment, he was completely restrained.

The white lotus with green flowers, a unique species of heaven and earth, scattered boundless sacred light. At this moment, the entire Luoyun Cliff transformed, the auspicious aura piercing the nine heavens!

The might of the Sacred Lotus could not be desecrated, and the boundless sacred light directly dispelled the green fog, causing Han Zixiang within the fog to disappear.

"What is that?" Those outside could not see what was happening in the green fog, but they clearly saw the auspicious aura piercing the sky.

All the Northern Cold disciples changed their expressions, Bai Yifeng and Mei Wangnan frowned deeply. Such auspiciousness indicated the emergence of a great treasure.

This level of anomaly should at least be a Soul-level treasure.

At this moment, the Ancient Sacred Lotus that had disappeared in Lishui's Dan Sea finally reappeared, the unopened flower bud swaying and resonating.

Han Zixiang's Fog Realm was a peculiar technique, creating illusions through fog, extremely realistic, like a true realm. In fact, he had only temporarily blocked Lishui's perception. The Ancient Sacred Lotus had always been in the Dan Sea; how could it disappear?

Just now, Lishui's deathly resolve had already formed. If not for the Heart-Stabilizing Jade, he would have certainly died under the illusion. If not for the sudden blooming of the Sacred Lotus in his mind, he still could not have broken through the Fog Realm.

At this moment, the white Sacred Lotus hung above Lishui's head, radiating a brilliant light, even the Heart-Stabilizing Jade had to retreat to Lishui's chest. The might of the Sacred Lotus was unstoppable, sweeping away all evil and demonic auras.

The green fog sea dispersed like wind, leaving no trace, and the Life and Death Platform became clear again.

"Brother Lishui, be careful!" As the fog dissipated, Lishui heard Amu's loud shout.

At the same time, Lishui felt a dark shadow, several dozen feet long, flashing through the void and rushing straight at him. The Fog Realm had severely harmed Lishui, and although he had the help of the Heart-Stabilizing Jade and the white lotus, he was still somewhat dazed, not fully recovered.

Moreover, the dark shadow came with lightning speed, impossible to avoid!

A loud "Bang!" echoed. Although the light from the Sacred Lotus directly repelled the dark shadow, the shock wave made Lishui feel a tightness in his chest.

"Ah!" Unable to suppress it, Lishui spat out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, the fog cleared, and the Life and Death Platform was revealed, shocking all the Northern Cold disciples.

The divine swords Han Yue and Wu Ri were unknown when they had been planted on the Life and Death Platform.

Amu stood at the southwest corner of the Life and Death Platform, holding a black vine, his body radiating a killing aura. Lishui stood at the northwest corner, his face pale, his mouth and chest covered in blood. A sacred white lotus hung three feet above Lishui's head, emitting a faint light.

But what was even more shocking was the object facing Amu and Lishui on the east side of the platform.

Han Zixiang, in a green robe, unscathed, stood in the middle of the east side of the platform, still with a gentle and soft expression.

However, to his left, facing Lishui, was a giant snake. The snake coiled its body, with a rare green and white pattern, about as thick as a sea bowl and estimated to be several dozen feet long. More shockingly, this strange snake had three heads. The middle head had slightly protruding sides, resembling a dragon, and on either side were two triangular snake heads. The three heads had only three eyes, one on each head, embedded in the center, emitting a faint green light.

The left snake head was bloody and mangled, as if it had collided with something, half of it shattered. But at this moment, a green light flashed in the middle head's eyes, and the injured snake head began to recover at a visible speed.

In the blink of an eye, all three snake heads were raised high, flicking their tongues, and their self-repairing ability left everyone in awe.

On the other side, facing Amu was a figure completely enveloped in black fog, floating and drifting, exuding a deathly aura, like a ghost from the underworld.

Although the scenes on the Life and Death Platform had continuously stimulated the nerves of the Northern Cold disciples, at this moment, everyone was numb from the repeated shocks.

But this scene was still too shocking!

The sacred white lotus, the fierce strange snake, and the mysterious ghostly figure! Both sides had used extraordinary means.

"Amu, you're finally going to make your move!" Han Zixiang smiled softly.

"Han Zixiang, you truly have excellent skills!" Amu said coldly. When the green fog appeared, although Amu's demonic consciousness could still perceive everything, Lishui had vanished without a trace. Then, a ghostly figure suddenly pounced on Amu, engaging in a fierce struggle until the Sacred Lotus bloomed and the green fog dissipated.

"Amu, be careful! He's using a Spirit-level soul-summoning secret technique!" Lishui's face was pale, but his aura remained, coldly staring at Han Zixiang and the strange snake.

"Spirit-level soul-summoning secret technique!" Amu was startled. The soul-summoning secret technique, also known as the pact seal method, required the caster to form a pact with the summoned creature.

It was said that the Soul-Dispersion level soul-summoning secret technique could control countless summoned creatures, making one invincible in the world, an extremely powerful and bizarre technique. The Northern Cold Sect did not have such techniques, and he never expected Han Zixiang to have learned one.

At this moment, the many Spirit Realm cultivators on the high platform frowned. Bai Yifeng's eyes narrowed, realizing he had underestimated Han Zixiang. This demon could actually perform Spirit Realm techniques, and it was the extremely bizarre soul-summoning secret technique.

"Elder Han, what is that soul-summoned strange snake?" Elder Li of Tongtian Peak chuckled. Seeing Amu finally make his move, he was in a good mood, not hiding his support for Han Zixiang.