Just now, at the very last instant, Yang Fan seized the opportunity and slashed the spatial crack on the surface of that lotus with the Xuantian Sword, and he did it using pure physical strength.
Although this brought him pain so intense it was almost unbearable, he finally pulled it off.
In the final instant before the Jinlian exploded, the spatial crack took the initiative and sucked Yang Fan in, and right after that, the lotus detonated.
The terrifying blast force tore the spatial crack even wider, and the shockwave at that last moment slammed into Yang Fan's back. Luckily, although his body was in ruins, it still held out.
The spatial crack didn't completely devour Yang Fan, but carried him to another place instead. Yang Fan had no idea where this was, but he knew he'd been thrown out of the crack, and thrown into a sea of flowers.
Calling it a sea of flowers was a bit of an exaggeration; under Yang Fan, that "sea of flowers" didn't even add up to a few blossoms.
