Su Fei looked calm as he spoke to Qian Tong.
"Never mind. Let him absorb all he wants. I could use a little more exercise."
Qian Tong froze.
Even more shockingly, a dazzling bloody light suddenly burst from Murong Chong's skin as he began burning his own blood essence.
Veins bulged beneath his skin, his blood vessels writhing like earthworms.
Dark red blood seeped from his nose and the corners of his mouth.
A small portion of his black hair turned white.
Gao Xuan spoke as though muttering to himself.
"That's our White Lotus Sect's forbidden secret art, the White Lotus Rebirth Art!"
The raging true essence gained by burning his blood essence exploded within Murong Chong. He felt his true essence climbing continuously.
Once those fluctuations subsided.
Murong Chong felt the unprecedented power within him.
It had practically reached the martial saint realm ninth layer peak.
Murong Chong threw back his head and laughed wildly.
"Imperial Guard Su Fei, was it? You were so arrogant that you didn't stop me. Let's see how you win this time."
Murong Chong unleashed his true essence at full power.
An enormous phantom white lotus appeared before him.
The lotus stood hundreds of meters tall, its petals layered upon one another. It radiated a holy yet eerie aura, and cold gleams flickered along the edges of its petals.
The instant the lotus appeared, the air throughout the Blood Pool Platform seemed to freeze solid.
Gao Xuan, Zhang Manyu, and all the White Lotus Sect followers felt a heavy, restraining pressure, as though they carried a small mountain on their backs. Their legs weakened, and they nearly fell to their knees.
This was the domain power of the White Lotus Rebirth Art. It could suppress an enemy's movements and seal off the surrounding space.