The two golden lotuses, which had rapidly grown into six-petaled golden lotuses, began to grow more slowly.
By the time both golden lotuses had grown into nine-petaled lotuses, the wheel of merit behind Shi Mo had shrunk by a small, barely noticeable circle.
"These two lotus seeds have limited potential. Perhaps exhausting the power of merit could allow them to grow to the twelve-petaled level, but the cost would outweigh the gain. Most likely, they still would not become twelve-petaled golden lotuses."
Shi Mo shook his head slightly and did not continue expending the power of merit to cultivate the golden lotuses.
With a flip of his hand, Shi Mo put away one of the nine-petaled golden lotuses. Looking at the other, he pondered briefly before taking out the Twelve-Petaled Karma Fire Red Lotus with a thought.
"If I can refine them and fuse them into one, even if it cannot reach the level of an innate supreme treasure, it should come close. Then I can try using it to sever my evil corpse."
His eyes blazing as he looked at the two lotuses, Shi Mo directly tossed the nine-petaled golden lotus into the Twelve-Petaled Karma Fire Red Lotus and fully activated the red lotus karmic fire to refine it.
Under the searing red lotus karmic fire, it was like gold being smelted in blazing flames. The nine-petaled golden lotus grew increasingly radiant, and a faint golden light of merit began to shine from it.
Just as Shi Mo was wholly focused on refining the nine-petaled golden lotus, within the dark starry sky of the Primordial World—
Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi sat cross-legged in midair, both radiating scorching, surging auras that warped the surrounding space. They were clearly much stronger than when they had fought the Twelve Ancestral Witches.