In the ancient lotus pond water, the surface gleamed brilliantly, with wisps of mist rising and refracting into a kaleidoscope of colors, resembling an earthly paradise.
Li Quanqing manipulated mana at his fingertips, transforming it into a gentle stream that sifted through the silt and washed away the filth, lifting out a divine artifact buried through endless ages.
It was a lotus seed the size of a fist, pure white like jade at the bottom, ascending into five colors above, appearing pure and sacred, exuding a subtle Five Elements Dao rhythm.
This was a true divine artifact, possibly birthed at the dawn of the world, imbued with some form of rule power, making it an incarnate embodiment of the Tao.
Nowadays, with heaven and earth shattered in the cultivation world, and laws fragmented, it is simply impossible to nurture such divine artifacts anymore; all are remnants of ancient times.
"Five-Colored Treasure Lotus…"
