Lin Mo slowly descended from mid-air, his feet touching the dried-up lakebed, feeling an unprecedented surge of power within him, his heart filled with boundless pride.

With a thought, a lotus-shaped flame of a glassy hue quietly appeared at his fingertips.

It looked exquisite and beautiful, without a trace of smoke, like a perfect piece of art.

But Lin Mo knew the terrifying power contained within this small fire lotus.