With a slight flick of his palm, a transparent jade bottle the size of a hand appeared in Dugu Bo's grasp. Inside it floated a lifelike emerald-green fire lotus.
"I can't let Chrysanthemum Guan find this place, or all my medicinal herbs will be lost." Gently stroking the jade bottle with his fingers, Dugu Bo discreetly tucked it into his sleeve and sneered.
This was a miniature Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus that Xiao Yan had created by merging two heavenly flames. Although its power fell short of the true Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus, it was certainly not far behind.
With that, Dugu Bo sprang into the air, bounding like a shooting star toward the Spirit Hall party.
A short while later, Dugu Bo, whose hair had now turned entirely black, quietly appeared above a stretch of forest outside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. Unable to fly himself, he stepped through the air by relying on his exceptionally profound soul power.
"Chrysanthemum Guan, Old Ghost, you've got some nerve! This is Heaven Dou Empire territory, yet you dare come here looking for me!" At the familiar voice, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan's expression abruptly changed, and he looked up at the sky.
Dugu Bo stood with both hands behind his back, an eerie emerald light flickering in his eyes as he stared fiercely at the Spirit Hall party. His formidable presence seemed to freeze the very air around them.
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan fixed his gaze on Dugu Bo and threatened, "Old Poison, His Holiness the Pope sent Old Ghost and me to invite you to Spirit City. She said that if you refused, we were to kill you on the spot."
"Heh." Dugu Bo snorted disdainfully. "Still over the pills? I've already told you: what I hate most in