The image switched, and within the dark portal, a terrifying flash of golden light suddenly burst forth.
The image stopped abruptly there.
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"Quack, power! Power! Power!"
At the bottom of the pond, the Taoist suddenly opened his eyes.
Under the reflection of his mind, a terrifying transformation exploded around him.
The ground on which the Taoist sat cross-legged, along with the soil, stone walls, and minerals, slowly dissolved, corroding a terrifyingly deep hole at the bottom of the pond.
The annihilated materials did not disperse, but instead transformed into terrifying bands of silver-white light that gathered around the Taoist's cultivated body.
As more silver-white light bands entered the Taoist's body, strange purple patterns began to appear on his wrists and chest, with a four-colored flower manifesting on his left chest; three flowers were colorless, with only one purple flower blazing brightly.
