Chapter 1255 Supreme Spiritual Weapon
The atmosphere in the main hall suddenly became solemn. Everyone present was now fully aware of the viciousness of the Soul-Eating Curse.
"Don't worry," Luo Li said with a smile, "I possess the power of chaos. I can control the Soul-Erosion Curse, even if I can't eradicate it."
She stood up and said, "In three days at most, I can wake my father up."
Seeing Luo Li pretending to be relaxed, the elders present all looked worried.
In their eyes, Luo Li is still a child, but they want her to always be at the forefront. How can they, the elders, feel at ease?
But Luo Li didn't want to say anything more. After returning to her yard, she entered the Tower of Gods.
Xiao Liu and the others were all surrounding Luo Qi. When they saw Luo Li come in, they worriedly said, "Ali, come quickly! His condition is getting worse!"
Luo Li's heart sank suddenly, and she rushed to Luo Qi's soul.
I saw that the originally solid body had become translucent, and wisps of black air were seeping out from the depths of the soul. Wherever it passed, the soul light became dimmer.
"Don't worry." She held down Xiaoliu's restless hand, and placed her palm on Luo Qi's heart. The origin of chaos flowed out from her palm, wrapping up the black air that had just seeped out.
The moment the origin of chaos entered his body, Luo Qi's soul body trembled violently, and the originally calm soul light was filled with turbulent waves.
"Ugh!" A suppressed groan of pain came from the soul body. Luo Qi's eyebrows and eyes were faintly visible in the soul light. His brows were furrowed, and he fell into endless pain.
Luo Li's heart tightened slightly, and she didn't dare to slack off in the power of chaos.
She could clearly feel that the black energy was spreading wildly, trying to devour her original power.
"Father, bear with it a little longer," she whispered, her fingertips condensing into a purer golden light, which seeped into his body through his palm. "I have planted the Origin of Chaos deep within your soul, which will temporarily block the Soul-Erosion Curse."
The golden light penetrated like drizzle, and the trembling of the soul gradually subsided.
When the last source of chaos condensed in the deepest part of his soul, Luo Li finally breathed a sigh of relief, his palms soaked with cold sweat.
At this moment, Luo Qi's eyelashes trembled.
The tightly closed eyes slowly opened, and at first they were blank. The flowing clouds and stone walls in the Tower of Gods were reflected in the pupils, and it took a long time for them to focus.
When he saw the silver-armored figure in front of him clearly, his hoarse voice trembled with disbelief: "Xiao, Xiaoli?"
"Father!" Luo Li's nose felt sore, and she held back her tears. "It's me, you're awake."
Luo Qi's gaze swept across her blood-stained armor and fell on her pale face. Her soul struggled violently, but was firmly protected by the power of chaos.
The Soul-Erosion Curse was triggered, and the black energy surged again. He groaned, and his eyes instantly became clearer.
"Soul Locking Tower, Mo Xuan," he spoke quickly, his soul light flickering with excitement, "Where is your mother? The oath of life..."
"Mother is fine," Luo Li hastened to reassure him. She briefly recounted how Mu Wanqing's spirit had helped her break the formation, omitting the fact that her mother's spirit had reinforced the seal. "Mo Xuan has escaped temporarily. I don't know where he went."
Luo Qi stared into her eyes for a long time, then suddenly sighed, "You're lying to me again."
He raised his hand, and his illusory palm gently stroked Luo Li's cheek, with a weak and cold feeling: "A Li, you have suffered a lot over the years."
He was trapped in the Soul Locking Tower, and all the burdens fell on his daughter's shoulders.
How much suffering did she go through during the years he was absent?
Luo Li held her father's slightly cold hand and shook her head: "It's not hard. As long as father is safe and sound, everything is worth it."
She paused, her tone firm, "Mo Xuan ran away, but he can't get far. I will take care of the Soul-Eating Curse. You can just rest and recuperate."
Luo Qi looked at the determination in his daughter's eyes, and in a trance he seemed to see his younger self.
He opened his mouth, but in the end it just turned into a sigh: "Okay, I'll do as you say."
Years of physical weakness made it difficult for him to speak for long, and as soon as he finished speaking, his voice began to slowly sink.
Luo Li quickly activated the power of chaos and placed him safely on the jade bed in the tower.
"You rest first, I'll stay with you." She said softly.
Luo Qi closed his eyes, and the restlessness of his soul gradually calmed down, but there was still a trace of worry between his brows.
Luo Li sat on the edge of the bed, with the Xuan Yue Sword leaning against the headboard, and the power of chaos firmly suppressed the black energy that was ready to move.
She knew that this was only a temporary peace.
Mo Xuan is watching the Arctic ice field with eager eyes. The resurrection of the devil is imminent, the cracks in the seal are widening, and the soul-eating curse in his father's body is like a sword hanging over his head, which may fall at any time.
But at this moment, looking at her father's peaceful sleeping face, Luo Li's heart was more determined than ever.
No matter how many thorns there are ahead, she will step over them.
For my father, for my mother, and for all those who protect me.
She raised her hand and gently stroked Xuan Yue's hilt, feeling a warm touch at her fingertips.
The source of chaos slowly circulated in the body, repairing the damage caused by days of hard fighting and accumulating strength for the next battle.
Mo Xuan, we will meet again soon.
Time passed quickly, and seven days passed quickly.
There was no movement from Yan Ye and Mo Xuan.
Luo Li's strength has been completely restored, and the curse in Luo Qi's body has been suppressed by the origin of chaos, so his life is not in danger for the time being.
The major forces in the City of Gods and the Alliance of Gods have also been fully preparing for war and have never slacked off.
Although the young men who inherited the divine power have completely integrated it, the time they have received the inheritance is too short. Except for Lan Xiaoxiao and Wen Xingyan, the other young men cannot become the main force on the battlefield.
On the second day after Luo Li fully recovered, she urgently summoned the leaders of all major forces and a dozen powerful men who were close to the peak of the Saint King level to the City of Gods.
There are many spiritual masters at the Saint King level on the road now, but not many are close to the peak of the Saint King. These are scarce resources. After the Demon Abyss is unsealed, they will definitely rush to the front line, so naturally they must be well armed.
Now that she is able to quickly refine supreme treasures, these people must each get one.
City of Gods, inside the weapon refining room.
"Supreme Treasure" Feng Yan opened his mouth wide, "Leader, are you kidding us?"
While fiddling with the magic core on the table, Luo Li looked up at the huge crowd in front of her and smiled slightly, "Do you think I still have time to joke with you now?"
Yao He, the Holy Lord of Yao Chi Holy Land, glanced at Yun Yi, the Palace Lord of Yun Miao Tian Palace, and said, "This..."
God can bear witness. It’s not that they don’t trust their leader. It’s really a supreme treasure. Not to mention that they have seen that thing before, there are not many records about supreme treasures in the records of the Continent of Gods.
The most recent record is the Tower of Gods, the treasure of the destroyed ancient Lingwu clan of the Great Wilderness. But that item was also passed down from the Great Wilderness period. Who has seen a new one?
Not only her, but everyone present probably shared the same idea. If it was a Saint Sovereign Weapon, they would be overjoyed. But if it was a Supreme Treasure Weapon, they were actually a little intimidated.
Luo Li looked at them with different expressions, none of which looked happy, and the corners of her lips twitched slightly.
No, this is not what she imagined. Why is there no one happy? This is too much of a distrust of her.
But that’s also true, they don’t know that the City of Gods itself is a huge supreme treasure.
Just as Luo Li was about to speak, Feng Yan spoke again. He rubbed his hands, a hint of uncertainty in his eyes: "Alliance Leader, it's not that we don't trust you, it's mainly because can this supreme treasure really be refined just like that?"
He pointed at the various materials piled on the table. There was ten thousand year old black iron, phoenix stone marrow, and even a fist-sized spiritual crystal. "These materials are good, but if you want to melt them into a supreme treasure..."
Before he finished speaking, the refining furnace in the center of the refining room suddenly hummed, and a three-foot-high chaotic soul fire rose from the furnace mouth.
The core of the flame was a strange black and red color, twisting the surrounding air into a vortex.
Luo Li casually grabbed a piece of Hanyue refined gold as big as a millstone. With a flash of golden light at her fingertips, the refined gold turned into a stream of light and fell into the furnace.
“Sizzle!”
Amidst the piercing sound, the Hanyue refined gold melted into silver liquid beads in an instant. The impurities hidden deep in the ore were stripped away by the chaotic fire and turned into green smoke and dissipated.
This scene made everyone present gasp, and even Feng Yan swallowed the second half of his sentence.
Such pure control...
"Is this enough?" Luo Li raised an eyebrow and threw several other ores into it. A ball of chaos origin condensed in the palm of his hand and gently patted it on the wall of the furnace.
The furnace trembled violently, and the liquid in the furnace boiled instantly, condensing into the prototype of a long sword.
Yao He subconsciously clenched her sleeves, and her spiritual sense at the peak of the Saint King level reached out, but was bounced back by the chaotic power outside the furnace.
She and Yun Yi looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes. This was completely beyond their understanding of weapon refining techniques.
"Come back in three days to get your weapons." Luo Li said, picking up another piece of dragon scale jade. "Tell me what weapons you want now."
This time, no one questioned it. Feng Yan was the first to shout, "I want a spear! The red one!"
Yao He whispered, "A staff would be good, it can increase the healing power."
Yun Yi stroked his beard and said, "I am still used to using a sword."
Everyone was talking at once, reporting their demands, and Luo Li wrote them down one by one. The chaotic soul fire at her fingertips burned more and more vigorously, and the light in her eyes was brighter than that of a furnace.
These supreme treasures are not only weapons, but also confidence.
When the Demon Abyss is truly broken open one day, she will ensure that everyone has enough strength to stand up and face this catastrophe.
Three days passed in a flash.
A long line had already formed outside the weapon refining room of the City of Gods. Feng Yan paced back and forth, rubbing his hands, glancing at the closed door from time to time, and the soles of his boots made a slight sound as they rubbed against the bluestone slabs.
Yao He stood quietly aside, her fingertips unconsciously twisting her sleeves. Although Yun Yi closed his eyes to rest, his hands with distinct knuckles held the whisk tightly.
"Squeak."
The door slowly opened, and a fresh breath mixed with a faint chaotic force blew towards me.
Luo Li walked out slowly, with dozens of streams of light floating behind her, each emitting a heart-pounding pressure.
"Okay." She raised her hand, and the streams of light seemed to come alive, flying towards their respective owners.
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