The heavy cloud of fire suppressed the growth of all the demonic vines, bringing their spread to an abrupt halt. Under the scorching heat, the vines began to wither and smoke, after which tiny flames started dancing across them.
Seeing Lu Xiaotian forcefully suppress the spread of all the demonic vines, Nie Qiantong held her bowstring taut without releasing the arrow. As hundreds of golden crocodile-scale blades accelerated their harvest of the demonic vines, her slender fingers rapidly plucked the bowstring, unexpectedly playing out a murderous sound like clashing weapons and warhorses. The shockwaves rampaged through the demonic vines, which had already suffered every kind of torment, penetrating every crevice as they searched for Jiang Yuan's possible location.
Jiang Yuan inwardly cursed that things had taken a turn for the worse. Before she could react, a round pearl as bright as the sun plunged down like a meteor from the thick Nirvana Sacred Flame above her head. As an immense crisis descended, Jiang Yuan struck out with her palm, sending several green, spiked skeletons shrieking into the air. The demonic aura of the five spiked skeletons surged as they became entangled in a fierce battle with the sarira. The green-spiked skeletons looked extraordinarily ferocious, yet they could not do the sarira the slightest harm. The foremost skeleton suddenly expanded a hundredfold, opened its enormous mouth, and swallowed the sarira at the front whole.
Within the sarira, Lu Xiaotian's divine sense felt the skeleton's interior filled with astonishingly corrosive green mist. It constantly eroded inward from all sides, seemingly attempting to defile his sarira. Lu Xiaotian let out a cold snort. White light flashed around the sarira, and within that pure, cleansing Buddhist radiance, lotus after lotus bloomed, forming a lotus pond in the blink of an eye.
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