Chapter 2119: Lanpu Lake

With a single sway, the enormous flower vanished into thin air.

In the next moment, ripples appeared where the old woman had disappeared, and the phantom of the giant flower flashed briefly before merging into the rift.

A deafening *boom* echoed!

The spatial rift trembled violently, erupting like a volcano with vast swathes of pink-red radiance.

Amidst the glow, a staggering red figure was ejected—none other than the old woman, Crane Face.

Her body spun uncontrollably several times within the radiance, as if she had lost all control.

Not only that, after the violent eruption of pink light, the spatial rift flickered wildly before collapsing entirely.

That seemingly unremarkable pink giant flower possessed power great enough to shatter the void itself!

The old woman let out a startled cry, her cane flashing like lightning as she struck out in all four directions. Four massive cane shadows swept past, conjuring four towering yellow hurricanes that dispersed the surrounding pink radiance, finally stabilizing her stance.

Yet, Crane Face’s expression was now one of shock and fury, her gaze toward the Treasure Flower betraying a hint of fear. She couldn’t help but think: *This is the Profound Heaven Spirit Domain. Under its influence, I can’t draw upon any external spiritual energy—only my own magic power can resist the attack. As a result, even as a Mahayana cultivator, my abilities have been reduced by seventy to eighty percent! No wonder even Tian Qi, whose magic and powers far surpass mine, fled without hesitation the moment he recognized this technique.*

At the thought of her senior brother, the old woman cast aside her fear and hastily turned her head to look elsewhere.

In the distance, near the edge of the pink world, Tian Qi had been intercepted by countless phantom flowers. His blood-red light thrashed like a startled dragon, slicing through the floral illusions wherever it passed.

Yet, more pink phantoms emerged from the void, swarming in layer upon layer.

Despite the blood light’s unstoppable momentum, it shattered over a dozen layers of obstruction in mere flashes, seemingly on the verge of breaking free.

But then, the Treasure Flower, standing motionless at the center of the Profound Heaven Flower Realm, smiled faintly and lightly formed a hand seal.

The pink flower tree in her other hand erupted with radiant light, countless pink runes surging forth and swirling madly around her.

The old woman in red felt the void around her blur, the scenery abruptly shifting as she found herself transported to another part of the flower realm.

“Great Teleportation Technique!” she gasped, quickly scanning her surroundings.

The blood light, which should have been at the edge, now appeared thirty zhang away, once again encircled by layers of giant flower phantoms.

Hesitating, the old woman hadn’t yet decided whether to intervene when the void around her rippled, and countless pink flower shadows emerged, swarming toward her.

Her face paled, but she gritted her teeth and tossed her cane into the air. It transformed into a white crane, ten feet tall, its eyes gleaming gold, wings flapping.

A sharp *whoosh* filled the air!

Dozens of wind blades materialized around the crane, shooting outward in all directions.

Meanwhile, the old woman formed a seal with her hands and struck her own head. Her skull split open, and a yellow mist surged forth.

The mist churned, emitting a piercing shriek as it morphed into a ghostly face the size of a pavilion—half a stunningly beautiful woman, half a grotesque, green-faced demon. With another shriek, it spewed a demonic wind.

As soon as the wind emerged, the void nearby turned chaotic, dust and stones flying as a gray haze billowed outward, as if seeking to carve out its own domain within the flower realm.

On the other side, realizing escape wouldn’t be easy, Tian Qi retracted his blood light and transformed into a towering crimson lion phantom, over a hundred zhang tall. Surging blood energy erupted from its body, forming a vast sea of bloody mist that swept toward the surrounding flower phantoms.

For a moment, the two demons seemed poised to turn the tables within the flower realm!

Seeing this, the Treasure Flower frowned slightly and sighed, gently shaking the flower tree in her hand.

In an instant, something bizarre occurred.

The hundreds of pink giant flowers adorning the branches simultaneously detached and drifted downward.

“Go!” With a flick of her sleeve, the Treasure Flower sent the blossoms flying, uttering a soft command.

*Poof! Poof!* The pink flowers soared into the sky, transforming into clusters of demonic flames that merged into a vast pink inferno.

Initially only an acre in size, the fire sea expanded rapidly as nearby flower phantoms touched it, dissolving into more pink flames that spread wildly in all directions.

Within moments, the entire sky above the flower realm had become a sea of demonic fire. With a final incantation from the Treasure Flower, the inferno roared downward, bearing down on the two demons with overwhelming force.

Tian Qi and Crane Face paled, exchanging a glance before each swallowing a blood-red pill from their robes.

Their auras surged as they desperately channeled their demonic powers.

Pitifully, though they were among the mightiest Mahayana demons in the demon realm, trapped in the flower realm and cut off from external energy, they had no choice but to rely on pills to boost their strength and endure the onslaught.

Soon, the rolling flames engulfed them entirely, turning the Profound Heaven Flower Realm into a world of fire.

Meanwhile, the pink flower tree had shed all its blossoms and shrunk by a fifth.

The Treasure Flower’s face flickered between red and white before settling into a grimace. With a bitter smile, she retrieved a white pill from her sleeve and swallowed it.

The progenitor of the demon race sat cross-legged, cradling the flower tree as crystalline light enveloped her body. Closing her eyes, she focused on channeling the treasure’s power.

She knew well that even without external energy, Tian Qi and Crane Face—veteran demon saints—would be incredibly difficult to refine. A prolonged siege was inevitable.

Time passed, and days slipped by.

On the seventh day, the flower realm, still filled with pink demonic flames, suddenly trembled, showing signs of instability.

From within the flames, two piercing howls erupted as a black-red fireball and a streak of blood light shot forth, exploiting a momentary gap in the realm to escape at unimaginable speed, vanishing into the horizon.

“Wretched wench! So you haven’t regained your Mahayana cultivation after all. Next time we meet, it will be your death!” A tiny, shrill voice—belonging to a mere few-inch-tall infant—echoed from the distant fireball.

Within moments, both the fireball and the blood light disappeared beyond the horizon.

A long sigh escaped the Treasure Flower’s lips as she opened her eyes, regret etched on her beautiful face.

Without any visible action, the demonic flames in the flower realm shrank and condensed back into a dozen pink giant flowers, which drifted back onto the tree, reattaching themselves.

Simultaneously, the entire Profound Heaven Spirit Domain collapsed with a *bang*, dissolving into motes of light that vanished into nothingness.

The flower tree in her hand shrank rapidly, transforming into a pink orb that she inhaled into her body.

“To fail at the last step! Though their physical forms were reduced to ashes, with their powers, they’ll recover within a few centuries. It seems I’ll have to deal with them again,” she murmured, rising unsteadily to her feet.

But then, her face flushed briefly, and she nearly stumbled.

A quick internal scan revealed dire news.

“This is serious. Truly, ‘to kill a thousand enemies, lose eight hundred of your own.’ My barely recovered injuries have worsened to this extent. Even with the spirit medicine, it’ll take two to three hundred years to regain my former strength. Pity my Profound Heaven Spirit Domain is still in its infancy—had it been fully formed, eliminating those two would’ve been worth the cost. For now, I must return to the Spirit Realm and recuperate.” With another resigned sigh, she flicked her sleeve, and a pink radiance enveloped her before she vanished.

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Atop a low gray-white hill, Han Li stood with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing into the distance.

Several miles away lay an enormous lake, its blue waters stretching beyond sight. Tiny white fish darted beneath the surface, lending it a vibrant vitality.

“Truly worthy of the name Blue Waterfall Lake. It’s unlike any other body of water in the demon realm,” Han Li remarked softly, withdrawing his gaze.

Behind him stood a pale-skinned young man and a wide-eyed, lovely girl—Zhu Guo’er.

Having witnessed Han Li’s battles against high-ranking demons, the girl from the Minor Spirit Realm no longer doubted his identity. Her lively eyes darted about as she spoke up:

“Senior Han, didn’t we hear that the Blue Waterfall Lake is guarded by a demon saint? Is it really safe for us to go there?”

“Ah, you mean the Blue Waterfall Saint. That demon has held this lake for so long, a testament to his power. But I must obtain the Blood Tooth Rice, even if it means taking risks. Besides, I’ve heard the Blue Waterfall Saint has been in seclusion for years. Currently, only an avatar and two disciples oversee the lake,” Han Li replied with a faint smile.