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Unlike the protective aura of ordinary martial artists, the bell's wall is made of countless tiny golden lotus petals stacked together, rotating like a golden flower wall.

The petals have sharp, blade-like edges, and each one is spinning at high speed, creating a blast of hot air.

The tiny lotus petals collided with each other as they spun, making a very faint "tinkling" sound, like wind chimes swaying in the fire.

The moment the gray mist tornado struck, the sound of golden petals cutting through the water vapor was sharp and piercing, like immersing a red-hot piece of iron in cold water.

Where the tornado wall and the golden bell wall meet, the water vapor is instantly evaporated by the high temperature, and a large amount of white steam rises and surges wildly in all directions.

The gray mist tornado was torn in half from the middle, swirling past Chu Nan on both sides, shattering several stone slabs behind him into dust.

The Lotus Shield was extremely strong, and it withstood a single blow without breaking, but the ground could not withstand such an impact, and it spread out from his feet like a spider web.

His calves felt heavy, a tingling numbness came from his ankles, his knees bent slightly by half an inch, and then he straightened them up again.

The gray-robed disciples at the edge of the platform stared wide-eyed.

Among these people are many skilled practitioners of the second and third rank, who usually carry out missions across the four seas and have killed quite a few people.

But when have they ever seen anyone actually withstand the poster's mist tornado head-on?

That single blow was enough to turn a stone wall into dust.

The young man not only didn't dodge, but he also tore the fog tornado in half.

"That's interesting."

The Mirage Lord raised an eyebrow. "The true energy within you is extremely yang and fierce, which is very rare. To have such attainments at such a young age, it's no wonder my son was defeated by you."

Chu Nan dispelled the lotus shield and took the tornado head-on. The exertion wasn't too great, but the impact on the ground made his knees and ankles feel numb.

He subtly moved his toes, shifting his weight back to the balls of his feet.

"My son's jade bracelet can transform into five different weapons, each of which he personally crafted."

The Mirage Lord, his eyes sharp as an eagle's, asked, "When you killed him, did you ask him which school he belonged to?"

"I'm too lazy to ask about sects that use people as furnaces," Chu Nan said coldly.

"Okay, then I won't say anything more."

The owner of the Mirage Tower gave a cold laugh, "After all... a dead man doesn't need to know so much."

This time, instead of using only one hand to cast the spell, both hands rapidly formed hand seals in front of his chest, his ten fingers intertwined and swaying, as fast as a phantom.

Chu Nan couldn't see his handprint clearly, but he saw the jade bracelet on his wrist light up, and a gray-black light overflowed from the bracelet and flowed into the air along his fingertips.

"rise!"

The owner of the Mirage Tower let out a low shout.

The ground around the platform seemed to have been struck by something simultaneously.

Countless wisps of gray mist gushed out from the cracks in the stone slabs, shooting straight into the sky, then turning back at a high altitude, pouring down like a waterfall.

In just a few breaths, the entire platform was completely shrouded in gray fog.

Chu Nan's field of vision was compressed to less than two zhang around him, and he couldn't even see Xu Ran's direction clearly.

Countless faint sounds came from the gray fog, like many people chanting incantations in low voices.

Chu Nan knew that it was the fog array in operation, with water vapor flowing at high speed under the guidance of runes.

The sounds grew denser and more urgent, pressing in from all directions, making one feel uneasy and agitated.

"Aren't you supposed to be a great fighter?"

The voice of the Mirage Lord came from all directions, "In the fog array, I am everywhere, and you... have nowhere to escape."

The first wave of attacks has arrived.

Instead of the previous mist tornado, there were endless gray short spears.

They shot out simultaneously from the walls of mist in all directions, each as thick as a forearm, with extremely fine spiral patterns engraved on the spearheads—the compressed illusory mist spinning at high speed.

These short spears, individually, are not particularly strong, but their sheer number blots out the sky, pressing down like a wall, accompanied by the sounds of wind and thunder.

Chu Nan's pupils contracted slightly.

This is incomparable to the silk threads used by Li Guanqi.

Silk threads entangle, short spears are deadly.

Each one carries immense kinetic energy; if it were to be truly pierced, even the Lotus Shield would not be able to withstand such continuous bombardment.

His first instinct wasn't to run, but to launch a preemptive attack.

Chu Nan charged forward into the densest barrage of short spears.

With lotus-like steps, the body swayed left and right, changing direction three times in almost impossible angles.

The short spear grazed past his clothes, embedded itself in the stone slab behind him, and exploded into clouds of gray mist.

He seized the gap between the two short spears and charged forward three zhang.

Behind him, the stone-paved road was riddled with potholes from the blasting.

Chu Nan did not give the Mirage Lord a chance to continue applying pressure.

He tilted his head back and braced himself with his palms at his sides.

Lotus blossoms!

This time, he deliberately suppressed his true energy before releasing it.

After the golden true energy surged out of his body, it did not immediately disperse, but instead lingered around him.

Then, one after another, illusory lotus flowers solidified around him.

First three, then three, then three more.

Nine lotus flowers swirled around her, each about the size of a bowl, with distinct petals and the most intense golden light emanating from the center of each flower.

Each lotus flower rotates in a different direction and at a different speed; some are extremely fast like a flywheel, while others are extremely slow like a clock, creating a strange and unpredictable rhythm.

Chu Nan pushed his palms to both sides, and the nine lotus flowers exploded at the same time.

Each one shot out in a different direction, like nine golden shooting stars.

The lotus flower spun continuously during its flight, the edges of its petals cutting through the air and making a "buzzing" sound.

The gray fog evaporated as they passed, leaving nine clear vacuum channels.

The lotus flower collided with the short spear in the mist, and the spear shattered.

It collided with the shadow formed by the gray mist, and the shadow dissipated.

The entire platform seemed to be stirred up by nine golden dragons, tearing open a large section of the field of vision.

A gasp of surprise rang out from the gray fog.

The disciples of Mirage Tower were thrown about by the shockwave of the lotus explosion, and some of the weaker ones were even blasted away and crashed into the stone pillars behind them.

They had never seen any force capable of launching a counterattack while the fog array was fully activated.

The golden lotus flowers seemed to have a life of their own, chasing after the gray mist and burning wherever they went, causing the mist to thin out.

The owner of the Mirage Tower let out a muffled groan from within the fog.

He clearly hadn't expected Chu Nan's outburst to be so fierce.

Those nine lotus flowers were not magical spells; they carried extremely high temperatures and were purely the outward release of a martial artist's true energy, but their intensity far exceeded that of a grandmaster's protective aura.

That cutting power, that temperature, was more violent than any fire-attribute spell I had ever seen.

"Young man, what kind of boxing technique is this?" The Mirage Lord's voice carried genuine curiosity for the first time.

"The Thirty-Six Forms of Lotus".

The owner of the Mirage Tower remained silent for a moment.

"The Thirty-Six Forms of Lotus..."

He repeated it, as if searching for the name in his memory.

After a few breaths, his voice deepened slightly, "Never heard of it, but it's no ordinary item that can put my fog array in such a precarious state."

Chu Nan said calmly, "There are many things you haven't heard of."

"Arrogant."

The Mirage Lord sneered, "No matter how exquisite the moves are, it all depends on the user. Do you think you can move freely in and out of my Mirage Mountain with just this set of close combat techniques?"

He stopped speaking and continued to activate the formation.

The second wave of attacks followed immediately!