Chapter 258

At the center of the lotus platform, the true spirit of Taichu slowly opened its eyes, and a streak of pure light flowed out from between its brows. Wherever that halo passed, the withered green lotus reopened its petals, its roots winding like swimming dragons around the ankles of the nine tribulation phantoms. As the pure light swirled, tadpole-shaped ancient divine characters emerged on the surface of the lotus platform. With every character that lit up, a shackle appeared on the tribulation phantoms. The phantom of Taichu raised its hand, and the Dao rhythm trailing from its fingertips caused the collapsing stars to rotate in reverse and reassemble, resembling the flow of time running backward.