Chapter 419: The Fleeting Figure Beyond the Clouds!
As the brilliance faded, everyone could finally open their eyes.
Looking around, they couldn’t help but gasp in shock!
The Temple had been reduced to rubble!
The gravel melted and quickly coalesced in the wind.
A smooth surface shimmered, radiating a brilliant glow.
Under the intense heat of the Divine Thunder, gravel had naturally transformed into glass!
Seeing the battle come to a halt, everyone hurriedly rushed forward.
A tall figure stood with their back to the crowd, long hair obscuring their body.
Li Mo rested his right hand on the magic sword, hesitating to turn around.
In his left hand, he held a swirling black mist, which was unmistakably the head of the Chiyou Demon Spirit he had just severed.
The Grand Priestess‘s eyes widened, both excited and agitated, leaving her momentarily speechless.
This scene was identical to the wall painting she had seen in the secret chamber!
Fei Yan halted ten zhang away from Li Mo.
In that moment, her feelings were starkly different from everyone else’s.
While others were thrilled by the annihilation of the Chiyou Demon Spirit, she felt an unprecedented fear!
She feared that Li Mo had perished alongside the Chiyou Demon Spirit in that divine thunder strike!
“Husband?”
Fei Yan dared not approach and cautiously called out.
Everyone held their breath at her soft utterance, as if afraid that Li Mo, who was merely ten zhang away, might not hear them.
The air seemed to freeze for an instant, the entire space feeling as though it had come to a standstill.
Finally, amid everyone’s anticipation, Li Mo moved!
He released his grip on the magic sword and lifted his arm.
Before anyone could decipher what he meant, Wei Zhuang felt the great cloak he wore lift on its own, caught by Li Mo.
Li Mo flung the cloak around himself, wrapping his body in it.
In this world, apart from the magic sword in his hand, nothing could withstand the power of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.
Clothing was no exception!
The moment the divine thunder struck, his clothing was absorbed by the magic sword; while it didn’t injure him, his clothes were certainly not going to survive!
Once wrapped in the cloak, Li Mo finally turned around.
Glancing at the head in his hand, he remarked, “It’s over.”
The Chiyou Demon Spirit‘s body had been completely disintegrated by the divine thunder.
Strangely, however, the head remained intact.
The head was lifeless, its two ruby-like eyes extinguished like candles!
The wind ceased, the thunder died down.
The vortex in the sky slowly dissipated, allowing a warm ray of sunlight to shine through.
At that moment, Li Mo seemed to sense something.
He raised his head and looked up at the sky.
His eyes sparkled with brilliance.
It felt as if he pierced through layers of clouds, as if he could see beyond layers of heavenly barriers.
In the depths, it seemed as though a gaze met his own.
Li Mo felt a jolt in his heart.
He squinted carefully.
But that sensation vanished suddenly!
In that daze, a white figure flitted away!
The dark clouds dissipated, and everything returned to calm!
“Human? God?”
Li Mo was unsure of what he had glimpsed.
He even questioned whether it was merely an illusion.
After all, having fought this battle, he felt somewhat exhausted.
But even in fatigue, he doubted he’d be hallucinating.
Then, the cheers of the crowd like a tsunami broke into his thoughts.
Fei Yan felt tears welling up, as if a massive stone had been lifted from her heart.
The Moon Goddess’s lips curled slightly; she truly had not misjudged him!
The joy of surviving the ordeal erupted in everyone’s hearts.
The Grand Priestess wept tears of joy.
Loulan’s three thousand-year mission had finally been accomplished on this day!
The Chiyou Demon Spirit was utterly annihilated, and they no longer had to worry about it!
Wei Zhuang’s eyes twitched as he looked at the great cloak wrapped around Li Mo with pity!
Time harshly stretched during suffering, yet joy passed by like a fleeting shadow.
For these past few days, Loulan had been enveloped in a merry atmosphere.
Time flew, and before they knew it, three days had passed.
Though the ruins of the Temple had vanished, the citizens of Loulan no longer needed to live for their mission, yet as a form of faith, the Grand Priestess ordered the reconstruction of the Temple at the original site.
However, her blueprints showed that the rebuilt Temple would include a new sculpture!
A statue of a man,
Standing tall, exuding an elegant demeanor, with eyes like stars, strikingly handsome.
It was the figure of Li Mo!
“What are you thinking about?”
On the city wall, Wei Zhuang held his sword, gazing out toward the setting sun.
The crimson sun appeared as if stained with blood.
Wei Zhuang had been maintaining this posture without moving since the afternoon.
His resolute face bore no expression, and his gaze was as clear and cold as ever.
Until Li Mo’s voice broke the silence beside him.
His broad lips moved slightly as he said, “I was wondering if we are still in the Illusion Realm.”
Li Mo considered many possibilities.
Perhaps Wei Zhuang was contemplating when he could reach the same level as him.
…….. Seeking flowers…
Or maybe he was consolidating the sword techniques Li Mo had taught him.
Or he even speculated whether Wei Zhuang wanted to ask for that cloak back but was too shy to voice it.
He never expected this would be on Wei Zhuang’s mind.
It seems that the earlier Illusion Realm had left him with quite the aftereffects!
He didn’t fear death—he just worried about dying without clarity.
Because there was still one crucial thing to take care of.
That was defeating Gai Nie!
“You seem completely untroubled.”
Wei Zhuang turned his head to find Li Mo looking quite at ease.
“Of course I’m not worried. Remember what I told you in the Illusion Realm?”
Wei Zhuang replied without thinking, “The Illusion Realm can’t alter National Fortune, but the Imperial Seal is missing.”
His gaze suddenly became insightful.
It was as if he were saying, “The Imperial Seal is gone; let’s see how you explain it to Ying Zheng when you get back.”
Li Mo laughed heartily and raised his hand from behind his back.
“Look what I’ve got!”
Wei Zhuang stared at the Imperial Seal in Li Mo’s hand, momentarily speechless.
Li Mo smiled, “Such an important thing, how could I not retrieve it?”
Wei Zhuang asked in disbelief, “How did you find it?”
The Imperial Seal had been tossed into the cave beneath the Temple.
And now the Temple had turned into flat land.
Even the Grand Priestess didn’t know where the original cave was.
To dig out the Imperial Seal again would be nothing short of a fantasy.
Li Mo jiggled the reclaimed Imperial Seal and said, “The old man has his own clever plans.”
Though his eyesight had returned, his perception was still intact.
It wasn’t difficult to locate something underground.
Moreover, the Bronze Door had been blasted open; it couldn’t be ignored.
He pinpointed the location of the underground cave accurately, had the craftsmen collect chains left by the Chiyou Demon Spirit, and rebuilt the Bronze Door, allowing Fei Yan to engrave the thunder talisman formation.
“Rest assured, the power of National Fortune is thriving.”
Li Mo felt Wei Zhuang was somewhat worrying for nothing.
Earlier, he had used the power of National Fortune from the Imperial Seal against those wandering spirits.
If it was an Illusion Realm, the National Fortune couldn’t be mobilized at all!
Wei Zhuang wanted to say something else, but at that moment, a Golden Armored Guard arrived.
“Report to Lord of the Divine, the Grand Priestess requests your presence.”
Li Mo patted Wei Zhuang on the shoulder, “Go get some rest; I’ll be off to meet the fair lady!”
