The effects of the Silver-Patterned Soul-Refining Pill had yet to be fully absorbed, but his soul level had already risen considerably. Chen Lin felt he could not wait any longer.
Although they were inside the Holy Pagoda, there was no guarantee that nothing unexpected would happen to it.
"Master Xu, how are the repairs coming along?"
While the others were still studying the Buddha statues, Chen Lin approached Xu Chenxuan to ask about the repairs to the Dark Red Spearhead.
Xu Chenxuan had previously said he needed a month, and Chen Lin had been keeping an eye on his progress. He felt it should be nearly finished.
"I have not failed you!"
Xu Chenxuan looked exhausted, but his face shone with excitement as he produced a short spear three feet long.
It was dark red throughout, its shaft smooth as jade. The joint between shaft and spearhead was seamless, with not the slightest trace of repairs.
Chen Lin took it and infused a small wisp of innate power into it.
Immediately, a powerful aura of an origin rule emerged, sending fluctuations through the entire space.
Yang Qianxing and the others turned to look.
They saw the short spear in Chen Lin's hand rapidly enlarge and burst into a dazzling red glow. The space around its shaft twisted incessantly, especially around the spearhead, where it had already warped into a spiral and even sent ripples spreading outward!
A sharp gleam flashed in Chen Lin's eyes.
It truly lived up to its origins as an Origin Treasure. He had activated only a tiny fraction of its power, yet it had produced such an effect. At full power, it might well be able to pierce the spatial barrier here.
Unfortunately, he was inside the pagoda.
This pagoda was at least an Origin Treasure,