Inside the grand hall, Ling Xian softly sighed and his gaze turned determined.
The elder in white's internal injury had exploded and turned the good situation into a difficult one. Only by making a move would there be a ray of hope.
"My friend …"
The leader of the Hall of Heavenly Crafts opened his mouth but in the end, he could only sigh.
Ning Feng Yu and others did the same.
They were all grandmasters of crafts. Why wouldn't they understand that they needed five people? The reason why they were fighting to carry two people's responsibilities was because they didn't want Ling Xian to make a move.
He had to form a seal and release his original energy. Both required a high level of concentration. To any living being, this was a huge test.
"Stop talking. Only I can carry this burden."
Ling Xian softly sighed, silencing the Craftsmen's Leader and the others.
At once, the grand hall silenced. After a long while, the leader of the Hall of Heavenly Crafts finally broke the silence.
"My friend, this is far too difficult. Why don't we … give up."
Hearing this, Ning Feng Yu and others all chimed in to persuade Ling Xian to give up.
"I told you, if we cannot wake the spirit of the cauldron this time, then its injuries will worsen and it will be hard to wake it up."
Ling Xian glanced around and said in a low voice, "We only have one chance. If we give it our all, at least there is hope."
"But, this is too much for you. I am afraid you …" The leader of the Hall of Heavenly Crafts sighed and stopped himself.
This wasn't something that could be done within seconds. Whether it was forming a seal or releasing original energy, it required a high level of concentration and required a long period of time.
If he makes a mistake, not only will he fail, but he will also be heavily injured.
"Stop talking. We have no way out."
Ling Xian sighed. He knew very well how difficult it was to form a seal and release original energy at the same time. But no matter how difficult it was, he had to make a move!
Or else there really would be no hope.
"Since you have made up your mind, then I won't say more."
The leader of the Hall of Heavenly Crafts sighed, "Give it your all. Don't feel pressured. Even if you fail, nobody will blame you."
"Declaring defeat before the battle. Does the leader have that little confidence in me?"
Ling Xian softly grinned. Looking at the spiritual cauldron, he said, "We will succeed for sure. We will!"
As he spoke, his smile faded and he said, "Concentrate. We have no way out."
Hearing this, the expressions of the Great Grandmasters turned serious. They focused their minds and gave it their all. Ling Xian was even more so.
Whether it was condensing seals or releasing Origin Energy, he needed to be highly focused. He could not slack off in the slightest.
Therefore, he was under a lot of pressure. However, he turned the pressure into motivation.
One day, the universe would be faced with the flames of war. At that time, immortal artifacts would be indispensable combat power. Perhaps they wouldn't play a decisive role, but it was better than nothing.
Therefore, Ling Xian was determined and vowed to revive the spirit of the Cauldron of Immortality!
Boom!
Origin energy surged and landed on the World Suppressing Cauldron. The five Tools Path Great Grandmasters did their best to repair the spirit of the Immortal Cauldron.
At first, Ling Xian's expression was normal and as steady as a mountain.
However, as time passed, his complexion became a bit paler. Ten days later, his head felt heavy and his feet felt light, and he almost fainted.
This caused the Master of the Divine Crafts Hall and the others to be deeply worried, yet there was nothing they could do.
Luckily, Ling Xian held on.
Though he was about to fall, his hand that was forming seals was as steady as a rock and did not shake at all.
This moved everyone here. They asked themselves honestly, if they were in his shoes, they wouldn't have been able to hold on a long time ago.
"What a strong belief …"
The Master of the Hall of Heavenly Craftsmen exclaimed, "My friend, if you cannot hold on, then give up. Your health is more important."
"It wasn't easy to get to this step. How can I give up?" Ling Xian forced a smile. His belief was not at all shaken.
His left hand formed a hand seal and a mysterious force gathered. His right hand released Origin Energy to nourish the spirit of the Cauldron.
Time passed by little by little. After seven days, Ling Xian was getting weaker and weaker. He couldn't even stand straight anymore.
However, his hands remained steady as if they were rooted in midair and were unshakable.
Such a firm will moved everyone present, and they all more or less admired him.
Even the Master of the Hall of Heavenly Craftsmen was admiring him.
He stared at Ling Xian, who was finding it hard to stand but never collapsed. His expression turned determined.
The other three grandmasters did the same.
Ling Xian's mentality infected them and made their hearts more determined than ever.
Three days later, Ling Xian's consciousness began to fade. The reason why he hasn't collapsed yet was because his belief was supporting him.
But, how long can he last?
Two hours? Or two hours?
Nobody knew. But they do know that for Ling Xian to have lasted this long was already unbelievable. If any of them were in his shoes, they wouldn't have been able to do this.
"Soon. I can feel it. The spirit of the Cauldron is awakening!"
The Master of the Hall of Heavenly Craftsmen's eyes brightened and his spirit was high.
Everyone else was the same. At this moment, they used everything they had to summon their Origin Energy.
"Finally …"
Ling Xian smiled. The mysterious force gathered on his left hand exploded.
This technique can only be used at the last moment to awaken the spirit of the immortal weapon. Now was the last moment.
Therefore, Ling Xian called out the mysterious force that he had been gathering and completed the last step.
HOMMM!
The Cauldron emitted an infinite amount of light. Like an undying Sun, it shone brightly and blinded everyone's eyes.
At the same time, heavenly energy rolled out in all directions. Like the arrival of an immortal, everyone's blood boiled and they retreated.
Even the leader of the Hall of Heavenly Craftsmen was no exception.
Remember that other than Ling Xian, everyone else here was of the ninth level. Yet they could not defend against this Qi. It wasn't hard to imagine just how dominating this Qi was.
"It's awake! The spirit of the Cauldron is awake!"
The leader of the Hall of Heavenly Craftsmen was crying tears of joy. To restore the spirit of the Cauldron, the Hall of Heavenly Craftsmen had put in far too much effort. Every generation's leader made it their life's goal to restore the Cauldron.
Sadly, tens of thousands of years had passed and there wasn't even a trace of hope.
Now that the spirit of the Cauldron was awakening in his hands, naturally he was crying tears of excitement.
The other grandmasters were also excited. Though they weren't as exaggerated as the leader, they were still ecstatic.
"Success …"
Staring at the black cauldron that was capable of devouring the universe, the corner of Ling Xian's lips curled up and he revealed a relaxed and happy smile.
Then, he felt the world spin around him and he fell into a deep coma.
Three days ago, Ling Xian was already very weak. The reason why he had persisted until now was because of his belief.
Now that the spirit of the Cauldron had awakened, his tense mental state relaxed. Naturally, it was hard for him to persist.
"Ling Xian!"
Seeing that Ling Xian had collapsed onto the ground, the leader of the Hall of Heavenly Craftsmen lost his composure. The joy he felt from the awakening of the spirit of the Cauldron disappeared.
The leader of the Hall of Heavenly Craftsmen immediately ran to Ling Xian. Seeing that Ling Xian was still breathing, he sighed in relief.
"Good. Though weak, at least he is still alive."
The leader of the Hall of Heavenly Craftsmen exhaled deeply. Looking at Ling Xian's pale face, he said, "You are the biggest contributor to the revival of the Cauldron. If you die because of this, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life."
Then, he used his Qi to carry Ling Xian and flew towards the back of the mountain.
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