And among the rolling dunes hundreds of miles from their resting place, a golden lotus seat floated above the yellow sand.
Around the lotus seat, golden talismans hovered, flowing and operating like a defense array.
Seated cross-legged atop the lotus, a young man in a golden robe kept his eyes closed, but everything around him remained under his control.
At this moment, a surge of red smoke appeared in the void, within which a giant blood skull about ten feet wide surged out, lunging towards the golden lotus seat.
Three feet.
One foot.
Just as the blood skull was about to swallow the golden lotus seat whole, the golden-robed young man suddenly opened his eyes, and with a slight gesture, the talismans surrounding the lotus seat flew out, enveloping the blood skull. Within moments, the talismans absorbed the energy of the blood skull.
