Chuanxin Monk was wrapped in a sphere of Demon Light, burrowing into the ground, planning to escape along the earthly veins.
Suddenly, a spot of green appeared below him, rapidly spinning and expanding into a verdant, dripping lotus pod.
Chuanxin Monk's keen senses tingled with alarm, realizing that it was an ambush set up below ground.
He thought to himself, "There are thirty-six Pure Bamboo on the surface; I don't know how they took root or were crafted, but even the Heavenly Demon Immortal Slaying Sword Qi couldn't sever them.
Now those bamboo shoots must have been placed in formation. If I turn back, I'll fall right into the bamboo array. Even if they couldn't harm me, I would find it hard to escape in short order.
Facing such odds, I might as well go all out and focus my effort here—to split that lotus pod in half and break free from the encirclement and escape merrily!"
