Lin Xin extended both hands, continuously flicking out streak after streak of purplish-red lightning.
In the blink of an eye, the electric light struck the golden lotus petals, blasting layer upon layer of golden powder from them. The powder was swiftly devoured and absorbed by the surrounding blood light.
The golden lotus was indeed being weakened and crushed layer by layer, turned into golden powder and swallowed.
But the efficiency was very low.
It was far less convenient than the Evil God Kings imprisoned within his body's core. Being able to obtain a hundred attribute points' worth of golden powder in a month would already be decent.
Lin Xin stood quietly at the center of the region, calmly attending to his own business.
Who knew how long passed before waves of tremors came from outside. The tremors soon faded away, no longer transmitting through, and everything sank completely into silence.
Gradually, streaks of light from jade slips shot over and appeared in the empty space behind Lin Xin. They all floated there soundlessly, waiting for him to open them himself.
Time flowed on, and Lin Xin waited a little longer.
At last, all movement outside had completely fallen silent.
The Netherworld was his body. He could sense that the enormous energy reactions ahead of the Netherworld were gradually dissipating.
"It's over."
Lin Xin sighed.
"The Dao Ancestor-level probing has ended. Nine Colors still failed to come over. Fang Yu has invested so much in me; this karma will only become heavier in another form later."
To tell the truth, he no longer wanted to owe any more karma. Yet given the situation before him, he had no choice but to owe it.
With a light stretch of his hand, a strange silver-white mask appeared in Lin Xin's palm. It was