The Bizarre Spiritual Power Attack Returns, Su Zui's Vigilance
The heatwave still lingered slowly in the cave, and the corpse of the giant snake on the ground retained a scorching temperature.
The golden-red sphere of light hovered leisurely in mid-air, slowly rotating, and streams of extremely warm and yang energy spread through the air.
Su Zui slowly put away the Great Luo Sword Embryo, and the surging golden sword light gradually receded back into the sword body.
His shoulders swayed slightly, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Having just taken the fireball head-on and continuously activated his Soul Skills, his Soul Power was significantly depleted.
But it was all worth it.
Su Zui looked up at the floating inner core, a rare, barely suppressed gleam appearing in his pupils, and even his tightly clenched lips subtly relaxed.
It's done.
After expending so much effort and facing numerous dangers, we finally got our hands on it.
Su Zui raised his hand, and with a gentle twitch of his Soul Power, drew the scalding hot golden-red inner core into his palm.
It felt scorching to the touch, and a powerful, domineering, and extremely pure Yang energy flowed from the palm into the Soul Power, Berserk yet not chaotic, which was the origin of the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent accumulated over countless years.
Su Zui gently touched the surface of the light sphere with her fingertips, an overwhelming joy welling up inside her.
This is the key.
Qian Renxue concealed her Angel wings and slowly descended from the rock platform back to the ground, holding the Angel Sword at her side, its holy light gently receding.
Su Zui turned to look at Qian Renxue, his joy barely concealed. He raised his hand, letting her see the firelight swirling in the ball of light in his palm, and his voice was light and cheerful. "Snow Sister, now that we have the inner core of the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent, your Martial Soul can be restored."
Qian Renxue's heart skipped a beat, and her breath hitched slightly.
"The Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower, the Lovesick Heartbreak Red, plus this Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent Inner Core."
Su Zui spoke slowly and deliberately, his gaze fixed intently on Qian Renxue's face.
"Now all you need to do is return to the Spirit Hall, and your Martial Soul will return to normal."
At this point, Su Zui's smile deepened, and he gently cradled the inner core in his palm.
He felt the surging power within, his face filled with relief. "I was worried before, the Hell Road is dangerous, and we might not be able to find it smoothly. I didn't expect that we would actually get it after all this effort. All this hard work has paid off. With it, we can gather all the materials needed to repair your Martial Soul."
Qian Renxue stared blankly at the golden-red inner core, her snow-white eyelashes trembling slightly.
The mark of Fallen Angel was the heaviest boulder weighing on her heart.
Since her Martial Soul underwent a mutation, she has been filled with fear and dread, afraid that she would be trapped in that distorted form forever and would never be able to return to the pure Six-Winged Angel she once was.
She had hoped for a recovery, but she knew how difficult it would be; each of the three treasures was something that could only be obtained by chance.
The Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower and the Lovesick Heartbreak Red were already in his hands, but the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent Inner Cores only existed in the clues deduced by Su Zui, remaining elusive and intangible.
Only now, seeing this scorching ball of primordial light with her own eyes, did she truly realize that the seemingly unattainable hope had finally come to fruition.
An indescribable flutter rose from the bottom of her heart, and even the usually calm and composed eyes of the Angel gleamed with a faint light.
"... Is it really okay?"
Qian Renxue's voice was very soft, carrying a hint of unease that she herself was unaware of.
"Can."
Su Zui nodded emphatically, his tone resolute.
"These three complement each other. As long as you consume all three at the same time, your Martial Soul will revert to its original Six-Winged Angel."
He carefully circulated a layer of Soul Power to envelop his inner core, preventing its Berserk heat from leaking out uncontrollably.
Afterwards, Su Zui put the inner core into the jade box he had prepared in advance, closed the lid, and the scalding heat was insulated inside.
After doing all this, Su Zui let out a long sigh of relief, and his tense mind finally relaxed completely.
The exhaustion from the fierce battle with the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpents was largely washed away by this immense joy.
"But now is not the time."
Su Zui looked up at the impenetrable darkness deep within the cave, his smile fading as he regained his caution.
"This is ultimately the Hell Road, the territory of the Slaughter City. We must be careful on the road ahead."
Qian Renxue slowly nodded, the excitement in her eyes gradually settling into determination.
Su Zui smiled, put away the jade box, gripped the Great Luo Sword Embryo tightly again, and looked towards the deep, dark passage at the other end of the cave.
With the inner elixir in hand, a major matter on my mind was finally settled.
But the trials of the Hell Road are far from over.
The Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpents had already fallen behind them, but in the depths of darkness, no one knew what terrifying monsters lurked.
Let's go.
Su Zui stepped forward, "Let's continue forward and overcome the remaining Hell Road. Once we're out, I'll help you return to your Six-Winged Angel."
Qian Renxue followed in his footsteps, the Angel Power slowly flowing around her. The two stepped side by side into the boundless darkness ahead, and the enormous corpses of the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpents in the cave were gradually left behind.
The two continued forward along the dark passage. The residual heat of the cave gradually faded, replaced by layers upon layers of pervasive, oppressive heat.
It wasn't the scorching heat of the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent, but a heat that seeped into the bones, slowly seeping into the flesh from all directions.
The further we went, the more noticeably the temperature rose.
What's even more unsettling is the oppressive atmosphere unique to the Hell Road, pressing heavily on Divine Soul.
An invisible, sinister aura lingered in the reddish mist, like a lurking demon in the shadows, constantly stirring the savagery hidden deep within people's bones.
Su Zui frowned slightly, and the golden sword energy around him subconsciously spread outwards, a faint killing intent spreading out to block the two of them.
He quickly realized the strangeness of the situation—here, killing intent and sword intent were actually a barrier against evil spirits. If one forcibly suppressed them, those evil forces would then seep into one's consciousness and erode one's true nature.
But once the murderous aura is released, the anxiety and bloodlust in one's heart will also be stirred up.
He's doing well. His sword heart is steadfast, and he constantly purifies his mind with sword intent. In addition, his Heavenly Eye is always observing him, allowing him to clearly distinguish between his true nature and the illusory killing intent born from the Hell Road.
Qian Renxue, standing to the side, was starting to breathe erratically.
The holy light in her eyes began to flicker, the Angel Power around her trembled violently from time to time, and wisps of faint black-red killing intent swirled and wandered around her body.
Anxiety, like a vine, entangled her mind.
The red mist blurred her vision, and she seemed to hear the wails of countless dying people. The urge to slaughter everything surged in her mind.
Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, her Angel Sword, but the more she resisted, the more turbulent the killing intent in her heart became.
Something's not right.
Su Zui turned her head to look at her.
Su Zui suddenly remembered what Sky Dream Ice Silkworm had told him before.
Yes, there is a peculiar Spiritual Power in this place that can interfere with her thinking.
It seems the Spiritual Power attack has arrived.