"Then forgive me for what I'm about to do." A sharp gleam flashed in Shen Luo's eyes. He formed a seal with one hand and beckoned, and a streak of crimson light flashed before him as the Pure Yang Sword Embryo appeared.
"Brother Shen, are you confident?" Lu Huaming hesitated before asking through voice transmission.
"Don't worry." A trace of confidence crossed Shen Luo's face. His hands rapidly formed seals, sending blue spell seals pouring into the Pure Yang Sword Embryo like a torrential rain.
The red light on the Pure Yang Sword Embryo blazed brightly. Clusters of red lotus-shaped flames emerged from it, then swiftly merged into one.
A few breaths later, a red lotus of karmic fire taller than a man appeared around the sword embryo. It burned fiercely yet gave off not the slightest heat, looking utterly bizarre.
"What! Red lotus karmic fire!" At the sight, Jiangliu's expression abruptly changed.
Chan Master Hai Shi also looked astonished, as did the other monks around them.
Shen Luo was about to continue driving the Pure Yang Sword Embryo, drawing out all the red lotus karmic fire within it to ensure victory in a single strike.
"Stop! I concede this wager!" Jiangliu, standing within the purple-gold light, suddenly raised a hand. A trace of fear flashed through his eyes as he looked at the red lotus karmic fire.
Although Shen Luo had been fairly confident he could win the wager, Jiangliu's outright surrender still surprised him considerably.
Still, Jiangliu's concession was naturally a good thing. Unless necessary, Shen Luo did not want to sour relations with the Golden Mountain Temple either. He promptly formed a seal and pointed, and all the red lotus karmic fire flowed into the Pure Yang Sword Embryo like water swallowed by a great whale.
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