Chương 481: The Blood Flag Will Not Fall

The winter lake in the snowing night should have been peaceful and dark. However, there were heavy winds tonight, coupled with the occasional terrifying explosion and flash of flames.

The iron lotus flowers in the frozen lotus land bloomed. The thick layer of snow on the lake surface was tossed into the dark night sky by invisible forces. The thick ice layer collapsed and split open. Lake water that was as dark as ink spurted out of the hole, forming waves that smashed up into the air like snow before receding into the actual snow.

Among the withered remnants of lotus flowers, Xia Hou was tossed up into the air again by the air streams. His sturdy body looked as if it was about to be tossed to the clouds together with the sharp iron shards.