The three lion heads looked like nothing more than a single head, but after being swallowed by it, one discovered that there was, in fact, a world of its own inside its mouth.
The surroundings were pitch-black. From time to time, foul-smelling demonic wind came roaring in, carrying phosphorescent sand that battered down upon them.
Not only was it difficult to see with the naked eye in this pitch-black space, but even his divine sense was greatly disrupted by the howling demonic wind.
The Lotus Avatar tried slashing several times in all directions, but the Sword Qi vanished without a trace like mud sinking into the sea, failing to stir even the slightest ripple, as though it had never appeared.
The soul-corroding phosphorescent wind surged over in waves, blowing in from every direction.
Even after transforming his body into a sword, the Lotus Avatar could feel his primordial spirit swaying in the wind.
If he could not make a targeted change, his Primordial Spirit would inevitably sink within this terrifying soul-corroding phosphorescent wind.
The Lotus Avatar naturally would not sit back and let that happen. The giant sword slowly rose upright, while the Lotus Avatar, whose form was hidden within the sword, sat cross-legged inside it. Threads of sword intent released from his body spread beyond the sword.
Although the sword intent was constantly blown away by the surrounding soul-corroding phosphorescent wind, the Lotus Avatar continued regardless, showing no intention of giving up.
The two sides repeatedly wrestled back and forth. Later, even after the Lotus Avatar circulated the sword art in the Soulorigin Flying Sword without restraint, he still found it difficult to withstand the assault of the surrounding demonic wind.
After exchanging blows in this soundless manner for a while, the Lotus Avatar could not help frowning deeply.