Ge Jiujiu's face was covered in terror. Feeling the pressure formed as the black Lotus Platform overturned and sealed him beneath it, the momentum of his life soul's escape was forcibly suppressed and trapped within the ruined body whose life force had faded away.
This is... the Black Lotus Repentance Platform!?
Trembling in shock, Ge Jiujiu recognized the object trapping him. The Soul Consciousness spilling from him was filled with utter disbelief.
He never would have imagined that this suddenly appearing young man, who looked so ordinary, would possess a treasure like the Black Lotus Repentance Platform!
An instinctive thought rose in his heart: Could this person have some connection to Evil Yin Grand Duke? Could he be the latter's direct disciple?
But even so, with Evil Yin Grand Duke's nature, how could he possibly be willing to hand over such a treasure?
As Ge Jiujiu wavered in shock and suspicion, he suddenly sensed a fierce gust of wind sweeping toward him. Already reduced to a remnant soul, he could not help but let out a savage, cold laugh. Realizing that the strange sword lotus was closing in, he sent his Soul Consciousness surging toward Lu Feng. Since you insist on having this old man die here, then do not dream of coming away unscathed either. Even this old man cannot do anything to this thing. Just wait for death...
Whoosh!
The violent gust was blasted to either side, and the wildly flailing sword lotus abruptly froze halfway through the air.
At the sight of such a bizarre scene, Ge Jiujiu's spreading Soul Consciousness suddenly stiffened.
Then Lu Feng raised a hand and pointed. A mass of pitch-black liquid mottled with brilliant colors suddenly flowed from the sword lotus's central "stamen," wrapping around it the instant the sword lotus froze.