The last thing that entered his eyes was that blanket of pure white, lunging towards him. Around his waist, it seemed he could still catch a glimpse of a hibiscus flower quietly blooming. She had a slim waist and jade-like arms, smooth as jade, resembling segments of a lotus root.
She... has a tattoo!?
Only this final sentence had fully formed in his mind.
So soft...
And then, all he saw was a pure gold color...
The spring water filled the sky, turning into mist and obscuring sun and clouds alike.
Dan Wulan, his face deathly pale, watched this scene, crying out in alarm, "No!!!"
—That was the Nine Heavens Golden Thunder, which destroys upon contact.
The lightning conducted into the Sacred Cold Spring, transforming this chilly spring into a pool of thunder. Under the terrifying assault, Dan Wulan fainted on the spot, collapsing to the ground...
All was silent and still. Only a golden, cocoon-like illusion floated quietly above the Sacred Cold Spring.
