Lin Yun looked at Dongfang Hongyue's flowers and felt his scalp tingle. Without needing any explanation, he knew Gold represents merit and black represents karmic force. Now that Dongfang Hongyue's lotus had become so dark, Lin Yun wasn't sure he could withstand it. His own Merit Golden Lotus only had a little over seventy petals.
"Don't come near me."
Realizing the severity of the problem, Dongfang Hongyue left these words behind and flew off beyond White Tiger Ridge.
She tried her best to use her black lotus to gather the dispersing dark aura, but still, some inevitably spread out, remaining on White Tiger Ridge.
Just a wisp of dark aura contaminated the spiritual energy of White Tiger Ridge, and the contamination continued to spread.
Lin Yu sensed the change in the spiritual energy and also realized the gravity of the situation. He said to Bai Jiaojiao, "You stay here; I'll go after her."
"Hmm."