Chen Chuan looked down. From his current height, Beize resembled a silver plate radiating a cold glow.
The meteor flames that had fallen swiftly passed through the thin clouds, forming thin streaks as they plunged downward.
The instant they struck the lake's surface, countless tiny white points lit up, followed by vast clouds of white mist that spread across the lake in ring after ring of fine ripples.
A few scattered flames shot into the frozen wasteland surrounding the lake, blasting crater after crater and immediately kicking up great clouds of gray-white dust along with brief flashes of fire.
As he watched it all, suspended in the air, he silently savored the Demon Subduing Style strike he had just unleashed.
He could feel that when he had brought down that mace, the Purple Qi Mutated Tissue, driven by the Demon Subduing Secret Transmission, had unleashed a power even he had not expected.
Not only had it directly scattered Bai Yuzi's Divine Energy, but the invasion and obstruction of the Purple Qi had actually severed his close connection with the upper layer at that very moment.
Without that connection, Bai Yuzi had lost the ability to recover in an instant.
After giving it some thought, Chen Chuan felt that the potential of the Purple Qi Mutated Tissue might be far greater than he had imagined. From what he had seen so far, it was not at all inferior to the Secret Diagram Bloodline pursued by so many people. More importantly, it had not come from elsewhere; it had grown from his own cultivation.
Seen this way, Light the Purple Lamp truly deserved its reputation as the highest method recognized by the Xuan Sect. In the past, he had merely made superficial use of the power it possessed and had never fully