Chapter 129 - Talisman Star Sand
Chu Linyuan was also under immense pressure! His fingers pressed against his brows trembled slightly, drawing out the starlight, consuming a huge amount of energy. The Dragon Evil Essence within his body was violently shaken by the conflict between the three forces!
But he remained rooted to the tower's base, refusing to retreat a single step! The Immortal-Slaying Spear let out a deep, dragon-like roar in his hand, its tip firmly pressed against the platform, becoming the final fulcrum stabilizing the tower's base!
The power of the two, one binding and guiding from the outside, the other suppressing and tempering from within, was once again closely connected through the hub of the tower base! The light of the heart symbol flickered fiercely in Xie Zhao's heart, conveying the immense pressure they were under and the determination that could not afford to lose!
Boom——!!!
At the core of the tower's base, the three violently conflicting forces finally reached a delicate balance point under the multiple effects of the talisman network's restraint, the gun's suppression, the talisman's guidance, and the starlight's tempering!
A new, indescribable complex energy fluctuation, like a newborn cosmic singularity, exploded deep in the base of the tower!
Buzz——!!!
A visible dark golden energy halo, centered at the tower's base, instantly swept across the entire Immortal Killing Square! Wherever the halo passed, the turbulent energy, the residual evil spirits, and even the cold aftertaste of the abyssal will left by the previous fierce battle were wiped away like being erased by an eraser, instantly cleansed away!
The tower's base ceased trembling. The cracks on its surface didn't disappear. Instead, under the shimmering dark golden light, they formed a strange, ancient, heavy pattern, as if weathered by the vicissitudes of war. The starlight trail runes stabilized, emitting a soft, starry glow. The dark pattern of the Immortal-Slaying Spear's intent was introverted and deep, like a dormant beast.
The entire tower base seemed to have undergone a brutal tempering and rebirth! Although still in its foundational form, the aura it exuded was completely different! Heavy and solid, imbued with the raging power and profoundness of the starry sky, it also had a sense of awe-inspiring edge, a person who had weathered disasters and risen again after being destroyed!
Xie Zhao could no longer hold on, the Jinghong Talisman Pen slipped out of his hand, and his body swayed, but this time, he did not fall! A cold and strong arm instantly wrapped around his waist, holding him firmly!
He immediately withdrew the Immortal Killing Spear and stepped forward at the moment when Xie Zhao was exhausted! The arm that supported Xie Zhao was steady and powerful, and the traces of starlight burning and the residual heat of the dragon evil still remained on his black clothes.
"Hoo...Hoo..." Xie Zhao leaned halfway in Chu Linyuan's arms, panting heavily. His face was pale, and sweat soaked his temples, but his peach-shaped eyes gleamed with the radiant light of survival and accomplishment. He raised his still limp hand and pointed at the newly renovated tower base. His voice was hoarse with exhaustion and uncontrollable excitement:
"Master... Senior Brother... did you see that? This... this is the appearance that our Guixu should have!"
Chu Linyuan's cold eyes swept across the base of the tower, feeling the majestic aura contained therein, which was a fusion of the power of the two, the power of the Star Evil, and the power of breaking the catastrophe.
He did not loosen his hand around Xie Zhao, but instead held it tighter, as if confirming the real existence of the warm body in his arms.
He didn't look at Xie Zhao, his eyes still fixed on the tower base, but his cold voice reached Xie Zhao's ears clearly, with a hint of... warmth?
"Well done...well done."
The lingering fear in the core of the abyss was completely dispelled by the base of the Talisman Array Tower, and the Immortal Killing Square returned to peace. A refreshing scent, a blend of lingering starlight and malevolent energy, replaced the previous chaos and violence.
"Huh... I'm so tired, this Fu Xian..." Xie Zhao complained, but his body honestly and flexibly got out of Chu Linyuan's arms, and he also patted the non-existent dust on the other's black clothes.
His movements were so natural that it seemed as if the person who was exhausted and being helped up just now was not him.
He bent down to pick up the Jinghong Talisman Pen on the ground, and his fingertips brushed across the warm pen body, feeling the talisman spirituality that had become more perfect due to the joint efforts to temper the tower base just now. A gleam of satisfaction flashed in his peach blossom eyes.
Then, he turned his gaze and cast his precise gaze towards Su Tang, who was squatting beside the herb garden, carefully watering a plant of star-tear grass with wilted leaves with dew.
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