Seven days later, in an underground stone cave beneath Iron Sand Ridge, Five-Colored Spirit Light flashed in rapid succession while the runes within several layers of surrounding formation screens flowed ceaselessly at high speed.
At the center of these phenomena, however, a pitch-black dagger about a foot long floated silently, continuously devouring all manner of gathered spiritual light.
"Go!"
With a shout, Luo Hong flicked his sleeve and sent out a wisp of ethereal black qi.
The instant the qi touched the black dagger, it effortlessly drilled into it.
The next moment, the pitted marks on the dagger's surface began repairing themselves at a visible rate.
In only six breaths, the black dagger was restored until it gleamed like new.
"Fellow Daoist Yuan, I have not failed my mission. Luo has succeeded."
As soon as his words fell, the formation screens dimmed simultaneously, and the vast Five-colored auspicious clouds withdrew into Luo Hong's body.
At that moment, a dark shadow shot in from outside the formation and arrived before the black dagger in an instant.
After reaching out and drawing it into his palm, he immediately examined it closely.
"Fellow Daoist Luo, was repairing the Black Demon Dagger really that easy?"
This dark shadow was Yuan Yan, who had met up with Luo Hong here several days ago. Holding the Black Demon Dagger, he could sense no problems with it, yet he still asked uneasily.
After all, the Black Demon Dagger was a Profound Heaven Spiritual Treasure. Should repairing such an object not have caused some earth-shaking spectacle?
"Luo's method mainly relies on the power of the Yuan Devouring Pearl. It does not require mobilizing Heaven and Earth Force, so naturally it will not cause much of a disturbance."
Luo Hong explained with a smile, while secretly thinking that he