Li Qingxian opened his eyes.
The tornadoes in the Dead Devil Lands had vanished, while the black fog remained unchanged.
Li Qingxian sat there blankly, his nose slightly stinging.
At that moment, the Inner Gods stared at the clear breeze Merit Halo behind Li Qingxian's head.
At the instant the incantation stopped, a bright moon suddenly rose within Li Qingxian's Fate Palace. It scattered cold, clear radiance, illuminating the Merit Halo.
The Merit Halo, originally as faint as a breeze and nearly invisible, swiftly solidified.
Before long, the bright moon shattered, and all its power flowed into the Merit Halo.
A ring of white mist emerged behind Li Qingxian's head.
The seven Thunder Dragon Fire Seals returned to the Spirit Platform.
Li Qingxian blinked.
The Inner Gods looked at Li Qingxian nervously.
"How did it feel?" the Lightning-Wrapped Drum-Bearing Strongman asked quietly.
"The Devil-Fuel Method is pretty good," Li Qingxian said.
The Inner Gods sighed in relief. The white mist Merit Halo behind Li Qingxian floated motionlessly in place.
The Inner Gods exchanged glances, strange looks flashing across their faces.
Merit endured forever.
Others could not see the Merit Halo now, but these Inner Gods on the Immortal Roster saw it with crystal clarity.
Logically speaking, even if there were powers of merit in the mortal world, they would merely be equivalent to a cultivation method, closer to divine abilities and spells.
Once the casting ended, the Merit Halo would recede.
Yet now, Li Qingxian's Merit Ring hovered behind him without receding. That meant it was not a cultivation method, nor was it a divine ability—it was Li Qingxian's immortal majesty of godhood.
Put another way, Li Qingxian stood just one step away from joining the Immortal Roster.
Although Li Qingxian was in the mortal world, and would possess no