"We're finished! We've lost!"
The moment he saw the woman appear, Supreme One Chongming's face turned ashen. He seemed to have aged several hundred years in an instant.
They had held on for so long, fought for so long, and victory had been within reach—yet Lin Chuan had unexpectedly played another trump card. Though, judging from the situation before them, this was likely Lin Chuan's final trump card, its power far exceeded anything they had anticipated.
Hai knew that Lin Chuan possessed the sacred herb Clear Void Seven Hearts Lamp, but he could never have imagined that all seven of its flowers had bloomed. This was something said to be even more difficult than a cultivator ascending to immortality. Humans could cultivate and become immortals because they were the spirits of all living things, blessed with immense potential for growth. Other spiritual beings, however, were not the same.
Though Clear Void Seven Hearts Lamp was a sacred herb, a lofty existence from the moment it was born, that very nature made it almost impossible for it to break through further and become an immortal herb surpassing sacred herbs. At least, from ancient times until now, Hai had never heard of a spiritual herb cultivating into immortality.
Yet he had encountered this unprecedented event—and during such a crucial battle of life and death.
No matter how thoroughly Hai had calculated every possibility, he could not have foreseen that Clear Void Seven Hearts Lamp would bloom all seven flowers at this moment. Not only him—even Qing Huan, the Yin-Yang Sect's successor who excelled in divination and deduction, had failed to foresee this. It showed just how sudden and unpredictable this development was.
"What... what abilities does this sacred herb possess?" Supreme One Chongyan asked in shock.
He knew little about medicinal pills.