The Divine Lord's Strong Favor: The Wasteful Young Lady Is Actually a Peerless Empress

Luo Li, originally the youngest family head of an ancient clan in the 21st century and the most talented alchemist, died one day and transmigrated into the body of the good-for-nothing eldest young...

Chapter 622 Soul Emperor Weapon

Chapter 622 Soul Emperor Weapon

Luo Li was stunned and asked, "All?"

Ye Yuan let out a hum, "There are five of us in total, right?"

"That's right, but..." She thought of the long sword she had just seen and felt uneasy.

Emperor Xuanming knew his worries and said, "I'll send someone to fetch them first. Then we'll know exactly what happened, okay?"

Hearing this, Luo Li frowned slightly, and her eyes passed through the window lattice, as if she could penetrate the distant distance and look directly at the unknown northern continent.

The Northern Continent...

The breeze blew gently, lifting the strands of hair on her forehead and seemed to take away some of her anxiety.

Upon seeing this, Di Xuanming gently took her hand, warm and firm, as if he could convey to her endless strength and peace of mind.

"I will send my trusted confidant to go, A'li, you and I will wait here until they return safely." His voice was low and gentle, and the soft firelight illuminated the haze in Luo Li's heart.

After saying that, he turned around and said to Ye Yuan, "Ye Yuan, tell them their location."

Ye Yuan nodded, turned around, and several rays of light shot out from his palm, blending into the wind.

Several people suddenly appeared in the hall, their black robes fluttering in the wind. After hearing Emperor Xuanming's instructions, their figures instantly turned into a stream of light, cutting through the sky and rushing towards the northern continent. Luo Li was left standing there, looking at the direction he left, with a glimmer of worry and trust in her eyes.

Di Xuanming lowered his head, his voice soft and bewitching, "Ali, believe me, they will come back safely."

He glanced at the golden compass, turned Luo Li's body around and said, "This is the Horcrux we use to communicate with the spirit world."

Luo Li's attention was diverted a bit. Now that Di Xuanming had sent someone over, she just waited for news with peace of mind.

Now she has other things to figure out.

She pulled Di Xuanming over to the golden compass and asked, "Is this the Soul Emperor's weapon that can connect to the spirit world?"

Ye Yuan also walked over and said, "Yes, it was left by the previous domain master."

Luo Li stared at the slowly rotating golden compass, which was shining brightly, as if it contained some mysterious power that attracted people to explore.

The edge of the compass is carved with intricate totems, and every stroke reveals an ancient and complex flavor. As the light flows, the totems seem to come alive, swaying gently in the air.

Di Xuanming gently stroked Luo Li's shoulder, motioning her to come closer. His voice was low and magnetic, "This Soul Emperor weapon is not only a bridge for us to communicate with the spirit world..."

Seeing that Luo Li was still a little confused, he patiently said, "Ah Li, look, this vortex in the center is where spiritual energy converges. Every flicker may be a message from the spiritual world."

Luo Li pursed her lips, "Then can we contact the spirit world directly now?"

Di Xuanming nodded, his thin lips curled up slightly, "Of course."

He raised his eyes and looked to the side, "Ye Yuan."

Ye Yuan responded and came out. His figure was as dark as the darkest ink in the night. He stood silently beside Di Xuanming, his eyes flashing with a bright light that did not match the night.

"God, leave it to me."

He raised his hands lightly, and tiny blue-purple flames jumped from his fingertips. That was the innate soul fire of the King Blood Qilin.

As he slowly closed his eyes, the air around him seemed to solidify, and an ancient and mysterious power surged out of his body, echoing the Soul Emperor weapon in Di Xuanming's hand.

The vortex in the center of the Soul Emperor's weapon began to spin rapidly, releasing a dazzling light, like stars falling into the mortal world, illuminating the entire space like a dream.

Luo Li held her breath unconsciously, and saw a vague shadow gradually condensed in the center of the vortex. The shadow slowly became clearer and finally turned into the shadow of an old man in a long robe with a kind face. He seemed to come from another time and space, bringing the warmth and peace of the spiritual world.

Ye Yuan opened his eyes and said in surprise, "It's the high priest of the spirit world!"

He was also a little confused. Why didn't there be any response when he contacted the spiritual world just now? Why did the high priest appear in person now?

Emperor Xuanming's eyes also flickered slightly, but he did not speak. Instead, he waited for the old man to speak first.

Luo Li's gaze was fixed on the illusory and solemn old man, his robe fluttering in the wind, and every strand of his clothes seemed to contain an ancient and mysterious power.

The old man had a gentle face and deep eyes. He glanced at Luo Li and Di Xuanming and said with a smile, "Hello."

He slowly raised his hand and lightly touched the void with his fingertips. In an instant, the surrounding space was filled with layers of soft light, like the first light of dawn, dispelling the coldness and uneasiness around him.

Ye Yuan was shocked. He had never felt the direct power from the high priest of the spiritual world at such a close distance.

Luo Li narrowed her eyes, "Who are you?"

The old man chuckled, "As this young friend said, I am the high priest of the spirit world."

Emperor Xuanming's expression was somewhat solemn. He could feel the antiquity and heaviness contained in the power surrounding the old man, which was a profound understanding and control of the laws of all things.

This person is very strong.

He subconsciously grabbed Luo Li's hand. Luo Li was stunned, but she shook it back.

Then, Luo Li raised her eyes and looked at the old man who claimed to be the high priest in front of her, neither humble nor arrogant, "The high priest of the spirit world?"

The old man smiled and nodded, "Exactly."

Luo Li raised her chin slightly and continued, "So what are you doing?"

They saw the old man's shadow gently raise his hand, his fingertips seemed to contain the gentle power of the early universe. With a light wave, the surrounding light turned into starlight, slowly surrounding him, Luo Li and the other two, weaving into ancient and mysterious paintings.

In the scroll, mountains and rivers appear vividly, spiritual beasts soar, and fairy grass sways. Each scene reveals the vitality and harmony unique to the spiritual world.

Luo Li's eyes were flashing with surprise and yearning. She seemed to be able to feel the tranquility and beauty of the spiritual world through these images. At this moment, her soul was cleansed and peaceful like never before.

The next second, black mist seeped out from the cracks, enveloping the entire spiritual world.

The spiritual beasts died and the magical herbs withered.

The world in the painting suddenly changed color. The originally colorful scene seemed to be swallowed up by the night. The black fog was like ink, spreading wantonly, dyeing the mountains and rivers into deep shadows.

The wails of the spirit beasts pierced the sky, their former heroic soaring postures were replaced by despair, black air entangled on their wings, and they fell while struggling, turning into starlight and disappearing into the endless darkness.

And those fairy herbs that once swayed gracefully and emitted a faint spiritual light have now lost their vitality, with their leaves turning yellow and their petals falling, as if even time has frozen at this moment, recording this sudden catastrophe.

Luo Li narrowed her eyes slightly. This was the scene she had seen before.

However, there was a slight glimmer in Emperor Xuanming's eyes, and he already had a guess in his mind.

He came here for A-Li.