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The sky was filled with a clash of blood energy and golden lotuses, the terrifying aura of blood mingling with the gentle light of Buddhism, creating an extraordinarily eerie scene. The inheritance of the White Lotus Sect drew from the strengths of Daoism, Buddhism, and Demonic practices, embracing all. Even if the disciples practiced the same Cultivation Method, they would still exhibit vastly different effects.
Bai Ling stood in mid-air, a golden lotus platform spinning beneath her feet, showcasing incredible defensive power. Behind her loomed a massive Dharma form, moving in sync with her, composed of vast True Qi. As light poured down, Bai Ling formed hand seals, causing a golden lotus to suddenly bloom beneath Jiang Han's feet. However, at its center lay a strikingly vivid blood-red core.
It was bizarre and fierce, exuding an endless pulling force—like a carnivorous flower with sharp thorns! Its tips writhed wildly, stirring Jiang Han's blood energy into a boiling frenzy as if it aimed to ignite his entire being into a fiery figure. Jiang Han's expression grew serious; the strange red hue hidden within the golden lotus instilled in him a sense of threat.
"The White Lotus Sect indeed possesses some skills!" Jiang Han scoffed coldly, suppressing the boiling blood that had just been stirred up. At the same time, his True Qi surged within him as he activated the half-step Supreme-level Cultivation Method, Imperial Seal Technique. His Dantian transformed into a massive furnace, continuously drawing in the thin spiritual energy from the outside world to replenish his terrifying consumption.
Behind him also stood a gigantic Dharma form; though its appearance was unclear, it resembled Divine Demons and radiated an astonishingly rich aura of blood. The shadowy figure of the Divine Demons held a large blood-red blade formed from condensed True Qi and swung it down towards Bai Ling's Buddha's Dharma Form without any hesitation or delay.
"Mahakala: Demonic Domination of the World!" Bai Ling slightly brought her hands together and parted her lips as if embodying Buddha's humility. In an instant, terrifying black flames erupted around her, expanding rapidly and dispelling the previously serene image of the compassionate Bodhisattva Buddha.
Everyone was left dumbfounded.
What had initially appeared to be a battle between "good and evil" was now undoubtedly a clash between two formidable demons! Even the disciples of Manichaeism, who had experienced numerous battles, couldn't help but feel a cold sweat for their leader.
At this moment, Jiang Han felt that things were getting a bit tricky! Mahakala also belonged to the Buddhist Sect, but was regarded as a heretic by the orthodox Buddhist Sect because Mahakala's ultimate goal was to annihilate the world, destroying everything in existence. Its methods were even more ruthless than those of the Demonic Path, bordering on madness.
Due to Mahakala's extreme principles, this sect had been destroyed over six hundred years ago. However, its secret techniques had been preserved and even fallen into the hands of the White Lotus Sect.
"Cloud-Dispelling Palm!"
Jiang Han resolutely unleashed the Cloud-Dispelling Palm, intending to fan away the terrifying black flames. However, he found that the effect of the Cloud-Dispelling Palm was minimal; it could only barely divert the direction of the black flames.
"Soaring Crane Captures Dragon!"
Finding a way to counterattack, Jiang Han did not engage directly with the black flames but instead shifted their direction to avoid being surrounded.
Jiang Han was in trouble; his opponent Bai Ling was also in a dire situation, suffering even more severe injuries. A trace of crimson blood trickled from her lips, and her complexion was terrifyingly pale. Her entire body swayed unsteadily, clearly indicating that forcibly using Mahakala's secret techniques had taken a heavy toll on her.
Yet at this moment, she showed no signs of weakness; she had already entered a battle-ready state. It was as if she had transformed into a different person—her strikes were cold-blooded and ruthless, as if she were fighting for her life.
Having fought through countless life-and-death battles to ascend to the position of White Lotus Saintess, she understood that opportunities on the battlefield were often fleeting.
With a swift motion of her jade hand at her waist, accompanied by a crisp sound, a soft sword as thin as a cicada's wing appeared in Bai Ling's grasp. The grayish-blue aura tore through the void and shot directly toward Jiang Han's back.
Jiang Han felt the surge of power approaching from behind, but his expression remained largely unchanged. He deployed a powerful domain around himself, capable of protecting him completely.
At the same time, in the next instant after breaking free from the black flames, Jiang Han suddenly launched a punch backward! The massive imprint of his fist seemed to contain Nine Golden Crows crying out, flapping their wings as they surged forward.
"Thud!"
The fist imprint struck Bai Ling's chest, sending her flying backward. Unable to suppress her internal injuries any longer, she spat out a mouthful of blood into the void. If it weren't for the timely intervention of Purple Lotus Saint, who flew in to catch White Lotus Saintess, she would have likely collapsed to the ground.
"Clap, clap, clap! Wonderful, truly wonderful!"
The crisp applause came from the foot of the mountain, causing everyone to frown. Jiang Han did not pursue White Lotus Saintess but instead looked toward the direction at the base of the mountain.
"A master!"
The fleeting powerful aura made his brows furrow deeply. Although he was significantly stronger than White Lotus Saintess and Bai Ling, he could not achieve a crushing victory. If the opponent was allied with Bai Ling, today would likely turn into a tough battle.
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