As Bai Ming finished speaking, the five-colored lotus dais beneath his feet suddenly blossomed with a brilliant radiance.
Contained within that glow was a surging force of life. Even Dongfang Yingcai, clad in Dragon-Scale Battle Armor, was forcibly shoved back a hundred zhang.
Bathed in that immense vitality, the mountains and earth that had been scorched black and yellow-brown by the battle were like land washed by spring rain, once again blanketed in dense flowers, grasses, and trees.
And at the heart of that lush, riotously colored flourishing scene, amid the rising and interweaving radiance, a jade-like Lotus Dharma Body that pierced the earth and thrust into the sky rose up to hold the heavens aloft.
Supported by this manifested lotus dais, Bai Ming's aura climbed to a new peak.
With a white-spined longsword in hand and five-colored streams of light swirling around him, even the faint fluctuations of aura leaking from him were enough to make Yang Lingshu and the others watching from afar shrink back in fear.
If they had once been able to entertain the thought of fighting Bai Ming, then before him as he was now, no matter how they looked at it, the only ending that came to mind was their own miserable deaths.
"Fellow Daoists, there is no need to worry. I can still handle something at this level. Just keep that evil sorcery abomination occupied!"
Just as everyone stood stunned with alarm, Dongfang Yingcai shouted again.
Her words settled their hearts somewhat.
The battle between Dongfang Yingcai and Bai Ming had already surpassed a level they could interfere with. What mattered more now was suppressing the stone-bodied evil creature on the ground, lest it break through to the rear lines and cause even greater casualties.
This evil creature was slightly stronger than Bai