Chapter 124 White Lotus Extermination of Life (2/2)
The space vibrated and the force of the intangible force of the space got more brutal. Zhao Xiaoyu formed a few marks of lotus. The white lotus blossoms shone brightly and floated next to the Empress; for every white lotus blossom that was eliminated, the divine light shrouding the Empress got thinner by a layer.
This was the ”White Lotus Extermination of Life Technique”, it melted away the Qi of the spirit, akin to cutting away one’s flesh with a soft knife.
Shen Lian could feel the increase in Zhao Xiaoyu’s attacks at the Empress, the space surrounding him seemed to be thinner, but the binding force of the force of the space remained. It was as though he was caught in mud that he could never escape from. Shen Lian felt the operation of the mana within him slowed down.
Three Blood Talismans appeared on Shen Lian’s hand. They were lighted without wind. The lightning exploded and twinkled, and the howl of the wind followed. There were dust and smoke all around.
As Zhao Xiaoyu formed marks of lotus with her hand, she glanced towards Shen Lian. She could not help but to exclaim, ”What a great Fa An San Cai.”
The three Blood Talismans triggered the force of the heaven and earth, and each of it represented wind, thunder, and earth. The collision of wind and thunder generated a great force; with earth as the cardinal, the foul Qi of the howling wind and the electrifying thunder was isolated, which protected him from being hurt. Zhao Xiaoyu saw Shen Lian’s move, and she did not panic. She looked quite casual and even detached.
The white lotus blossoms kept floating towards the Empress.
However, the moment she glanced at Shen Lian, the pressure exerted by the surrounding force of the space increased tremendously. The force of the wind and the thunder, the weight of the solid earth, all of them were extinguished right at that moment. Shen Lian was caught in an inescapable doom, and it was not because that he could not rival Zhao Xiaoyu. It was just that in this space created by the Divine Soil, Zhao Xiaoyu was akin to a deity. The restriction faced by cultivators such as Shen Lian was even harsher, as they relied on Daoist techniques and Talismans, and there was a limit as to how much external Qi of heaven and earth they could draw on.
Divine Soil was rare, and Zhao Xiaoyu might not even have more of it. It seemed that she understood this herself, and since Shen Lian was here, she might as well conquer him. She could use him as her King of Protectors. She did not fear Shen Lian for the fact that he was the disciples of Qing Xuan, one of the four main Daoist sects. When she defeated the Empress and took over her position, she would be worshipped by the masses, and there was a high chance that she could get a lot closer to the pinnacle of the Nine Lotus Great Spell, and might even be able to attain the inextinguishable divine aura. Besides Changsheng Zhenren and the likes of land immortals, most people would not stand a chance to defeat her.
This was the scary part about the path of Shen; upon the satisfaction of the pre-requisites, with agreeable temperament, one could reach the pinnacle with just one step.
Shen Lian could hear his bones bursting loudly and his blood getting sluggish; even the three Blood Talismans could not get him out of this. As Zhao Xiaoyu increased the pressure on his side of the space, Shen Lian took advantage of the timing to release three of the Blood Talismans. With his absolute spirit, he forcibly operated the mana all over him to rush into his cinnabar fields.
It was as though the mana seeds of the Taixu Strategy had found its oasis in a desert, and grew at a shocking pace. The mana in his body turned into the eight mana of red, orange, yellow, white, green, blue, green, purple, black at an unimaginable speed.
The Taixu mana was like a whale draining the water and was excited by the turn of events. The conflict between the eight Qi got stronger, but the strong external pressure helped him to suppress the Taixu mana within him. Shen Lian’s spirit stayed put at the bier, and did not bother itself with the mana within the body, and the intense pressure exerted by the space continued.
The conflict between the blood, flesh, and mana continued.
Taixu mana was birthed because of Shen Lian, and if Shen Lian were to perish, they would return to the heaven and earth and dispersed into nothingness.
Maybe at some point, the pain faced by Shen Lian was more intense than what he faced back at the River of Spirits. He shouldered all of them nonetheless. He did not know how his Senior Apprentice-Sister Gu Caiwei and the rest of the predecessor of Taixu overcame this conflict; Shen Lian did not ponder upon it.