When the Red Lotus appears, all swords bow.
Even Shen Gaoge's sword was no exception.
The moment his Rainkill Sword pierced the Red Lotus, the lotus trembled slightly, and then all the petals withered and scattered in an instant.
But in the next moment, these lotus petals quickly swelled, growing back into Red Lotuses.
Not only that, but these Red Lotuses also divided into two, then four, proliferating madly.
In the blink of an eye, these Red Lotuses occupied more than half of the sky, forming a dense wall of flowers.
Under such a barrier, Shen Gaoge's previously unstoppable sword momentum had to slow down.
As the sword's force waned, the previously accumulated majestic sword power vanished into thin air.
Seeing this, Shen Gaoge let out a muffled groan and then retreated a hundred feet back. Once he steadied himself, he looked at Xue An, who was surrounded by countless Red Lotuses, with an ashen face.
"What kind of Sword Intent is this?"
Xue An smiled faintly, "Red Lotus!"
