Yang Lujia was inwardly surprised by the flower''s name. Such a name he could not fathom how difficult it was for his father to burn such a poisonous flower. Knowing that it had such effects that Saint Emperors could not even withstand, Yang Lujia was feeling apprehensive.
Despite that, with his current strength, it shouldn''t be a problem. However, in this realm, his cultivation realm was suppressed by half. He didn''t know to what extent his cultivation had reached and asking the system, Fortuniel, would also be worthless. Unless the conditions set by Fortuniel was fulfilled, he wouldn''t be able to know his current cultivation realm.
"Then, Senior Purple, does that mean that this second test involves me burning the poison?" Yang Lujia asked. "If so, where''s the flower now, senior?"
"You''re really some impatient brat. However, on ount of acknowledging me as your senior, I will let you off. Anyway, your second test indeed involves burning the flower, the poison. The Flower Of Catastrophe that His Highness, your father, had imitated was slightly weaker than the real one. However, that doesn''t mean that it wasn''t any much stronger than it was before," the purple-colored me exined.
As soon as the words are said, everything around Yang Lujia turned white and only he and the purple-colored me remained. Seeing these methods, it seemed like this me wasn''t simple either. After all, considering how powerful his father was, this me might be just one or two steps deeper than the surface.
"Alright, the second test will now officiallymence!" the purple-colored me calmly said as a small flower appeared between Yang Lujia and the me. "This is the Flower Of Catastrophe."
The Flower of Catastrophe, contrary to Yang Lujia''s expectations, was actually very beautiful. Its outlines were no different from a white rose, alluring, and even had this kind of intoxicating smell that would bring everyone into an illusion.
"Do not be deceived by this flower''s appearance. Otherwise, you will be bound to be unable to extricate yourself from it. Its beauty was kind of like part of its poison. The moment youid your eyes on it and even fell for its appearance had already poisoned you! Quick! Use the rules of life-me youprehended and counterattack the invasion of the poison''s charm into your body!" the purple-colored me warned, waking up Yang Lujia from his stupor.
To his horror, the poison actually entered his meridians and was slowly eroding them to dust. Feeling the pain now, he groaned and immediately sat down with his forehead filled with sweat. Although he looked like he calmed down, he couldn''t calm down at all. It felt like everything was real.
If this was really real, wouldn''t his foundation be damaged to an extreme that he wouldn''t be able to advance anymore?
What a terrifying poison!
Yang Lujia immediately released a menacing aura, his body enveloped with detrimental-looking mes but were actually otherwise. As his aura continued to rise, the poison in his body also ceased and started assaulting the rules of life-me that controlled him.
Reaching such a juncture, the Flower of Catastrophe actually trembled and even released more poison visibly—entering Yang Lujia''s body irrespective of the aura of the rules of the life-me Yang Lujia was emitting.
Not only was the poison not afraid, its particles condensed and directly smashed itself to the rules of life-me trying to protect Yang Lujia. As soon as the impact was exacted, a trace of blood crawled its way down from the edge of thetter''s lips.
A long while after, this process continued and Yang Lujia couldn''t help but slightly panic. No matter how he tried, he couldn''t shake off the poison from his body, and what was even more frightening; the terror of the Flower of Catastrophe''s poison was even increasing in potency, rendering the rules of life-me that heprehended futile against the former.
Yang Lujia knew that if he did not stop theprehension of his rules of life-me, he wouldn''t be able to gain victory over this flower. He could just actually choose to sumb, but the image of his father couldn''t let him do so.
He must surpass his father!
Even if he didn''t see him, he knew that his father was eternally more powerful than him at the moment—even with his peak strength.
"This brat is so tenacious," the purple-colored memented, looking at the persisting Yang Lujia. "He didn''t even realize that a year had already passed. Even His Highness, his father, in the past, had wasted five years just to ovee this poison''s potency andpletely eradicate it. However, half of what His Highness had achieved in the past had been aplished by this boy, his son, in just one year!"
Yang Lujia was crazily racking his brain, putting more effort intoprehending a higher realm on the rules of life-me. He did not know if the rules had ranks because he was oblivious to it, but he was going to do it anyway. No matter what, if he did not raise the strength of the rules of life-me this time, he was certain that he would fail this test!
Watching this behind the scenes, the Vermillion Bird couldn''t help but click her tongue in wonder. "He actually persevered."
"What do you mean by persevered?" the White Tiger asked, his ignorant face looking at the Vermillion Bird with curiosity. "Didn''t His Highness before also did this?"
"You don''t understand! Just now when His Highness unexpectedly came back, he added something to this test and even made it harder for his son, Yang Lujia, to pass this second test! However, this… this…"
Seeing the stammering Vermillion Bird, the Red Qilin''s interest was also piqued. He knew very much of the test this time. However, the one who could truly grasp the ins and outs of this specific test is the territory owner, the Vermillion Bird herself!
"You all should know that I have also experienced the horror of the Flower of Catastrophe with His Highness before. I was the one who helped himprehend the rules of life-me. No one knew the terror of the Flower of Catastrophe except me and His Highness! And this flower… had reached a realm higher than the effects of a Heaven-Ranked Elixir!"
GASP!