Rustle!
The scroll Wang Quan had just painted rolled itself up.
The [Plain Moon Paper-Cutting Box] beside him suddenly sprouted an arm, grabbed the scroll, and swallowed it.
"Though I'm skilled in search spells, their power is nowhere near that of your magic treasure, fellow Daoist!"
"You'll still have to handle this yourself!"
The magnetic voice paused, then laughed. "True enough. People always have to rely on themselves!"
At that moment, the blue lotus expanded again, this time growing to a full thirty or forty li across.
The enormous lotus bloomed. Within a radius of dozens of li, every living creature except Wang Quan was either immobilized or crumbled into blue icy mist.
Crack!
Crack!
The blue lotus turned, and the icy mist turned with it.
Wang Quan cast spirit-sight spells, studying the icy mist and the blue lotus.
This was his first time seeing a magic treasure.
He had seen magic treasure blanks before, and had even been blasted by them.
He had also read descriptions of magic treasures in twenty thousand scrolls of Daoist scriptures and the information in the [Second-Rank Dao Seal].
He even knew twelve methods for refining magic treasures.
But this was his first time seeing a true magic treasure.
The power this magic treasure was displaying already surpassed his understanding. "Magic treasures are far more powerful than the Dao seals and Daoist scriptures describe."
"Descriptions in words are still too pale to truly convey a magic treasure's power!"
"And these are merely the means this magic treasure displays while searching for an enemy!"
"What would it look like once it unleashed all its power?"
Wang Quan was curious.
The Great Sun Way cultivator, the Round-Faced Daoist Nun, and the other cultivators were equally curious.
But the magic treasure's power had locked them in place.