Suddenly, Qu Yang's muttering grew more and more frantic as he waved his arms forcefully.
Cracks spread across his face, and the green sprouts swelled, nearly obscuring all his features.
The phantom of a lotus leaf unfurled, enveloping Qu Yang until the sounds faded into silence.
...
Several Core Formation cultivators from the Holy Lotus Sect exited the Three Worlds Hall, exchanged greetings, and went their separate ways.
The gaunt Elder Daoist declined a fellow sect member's invitation to drink Spirit Wine and sullenly started back toward his Spirit Land.
He was a Tier Three Peak Talisman Master, and all his skills lay in Talismans; his combat abilities were abysmal.
If the Celestial Principle Sect's next assault intensified, he would need to prepare more Tier Three Talismans to feel any sense of security.
