Meng Huai Jun nodded with a smile.
"Indeed, it's quite vulgar."
Wang Anfeng stopped paying attention to this inexplicable fellow, reaching out to touch the golden lotus, feeling its icy coldness.
He shifted it slightly, but it did not move.
This large formation was located 'inside' Jade Pot Mountain, three thousand zhang high, with its base connected to the mountain; extracting it would not be so simple.
Wang Anfeng recited Buddhist scriptures silently in his heart, his eyes shimmering with a golden glow.
Attempting again with the Ten Powers of Tathagata, the first time the lotus slightly trembled, the second time ripples spread beneath his feet, the third time the whole mountain faintly shook, and the lotus was directly pulled out by Wang Anfeng, who then retreated three steps, each step leaving cracks on the previously mirror-like surface of the lake.
Wang Anfeng breathed a slight sigh of relief.
