Twelve Yellow Talismans instantly burned to ash, and water vapor began to condense in the air.
Since they were at the bottom of Green Water Pool, and with the Bishui Palace's Restriction that Bi Jingjing had long since established, the water vapor condensed with incredible speed. As it gathered, the vapor grew darker and darker. At the same time, a pressure as mighty as that of the Celestial Gods seeped through the vapor and bore down on Lan Ming.
The next moment, the water vapor condensed and took form. A Xuanwu Dharma Aspect—black in color, with the head of a dragon, the body of a tortoise, and the tail of a snake—materialized. It hovered above Lan Ming's head, its burning gaze locked onto her.
Before the Dharma Aspect even attacked, Lan Ming felt a wave of faintness. Even she, a specialist in Spiritual Power, could hardly withstand its divine majesty. "Xuanwu? How can you conjure a Xuanwu Dharma Aspect?"
