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With a casual wave of his hand, the Yanhuang Mirror that was floating beside him slowly arrived in front of Hong Ling. He ignored the confused young man and pressed his hand on the Yanhuang Mirror. The golden light that was flowing on the spirit body turned and landed on the bronze mirror instead.

"Brother Hong, please help me with the Desolate Heavenly Sacred Flame to expel the last remnants of the Yanhuang Mirror's spirituality!" Lu You said to the youth, "Be careful not to hurt her. She is an old friend of mine. I am going to use the Sorcerer's Sacrifice to revive her!"

Hong Ling nodded, then summoned the Heavenly Desolate Sacred Flame and struck the Yanhuang Mirror. Without a doubt, Lu You wanted to strip off the last remnants of the Yanhuang Mirror's consciousness, and then strip himself out as well. Only then, would the Yanhuang Mirror be able to recover without resisting any external power and complete the restoration work.

The dark golden Heavenly Desolate Sacred Flame enveloped the entire copper mirror, but it was unable to melt it at all. Yanhuang Mirror were originally Imperial Equipment s, and when they were formed, they had already experienced the smelting of various types of strong flames. Although the Heavenly Desolate Sacred Flame was strong, Hong Ling's own strength was too weak, and was unable to break through the protective chains of the Yanhuang Mirror's own laws. This also caused his Heavenly Desolate Sacred Flame to be unable to melt the Yanhuang Mirror.

As if he had noticed Hong Ling's struggle, Lu You casually waved his hand, and the flowing light that had landed on the Yanhuang Mirror instantly became berserk. They were ignited by an invisible force, causing Hong Ling's pressure to decrease. In the boy's perception, this golden energy seemed to be completely different from the Authentic Qi of this world. Could it be Desire Power? Hong Ling thought like this. In his knowledge, all the people in the Brahma World had Desire Power, and could use it to cultivate the Indestructible Golden Body. They could even turn into sariras after death and cultivate anew.

Sure enough, he had guessed right. The chanting of sutras rose up from the flowing lights as golden lotuses slowly blossomed one after another. The petals adhered onto the Yanhuang Mirror and began to burn. Weng, the Yanhuang Mirror wailed as though it had suffered a great deal. Lu You's face was filled with pain. He and the Yanhuang Mirror were one and the same, and the Yanhuang Mirror was being burned by the flames. The entire Yanhuang Mirror seemed to soften. Seeing this, Lu You was overjoyed. He casually grabbed his way into the Yanhuang Mirror, and as if he had grabbed something, he slowly pulled his hand out.

A small ball of blood-red light was taken out by Lu You from the Yanhuang Mirror. On the ball of light, a huge pressure was released and all of the Witch Clan people present were instantly pressed down onto the ground.

"This is the origin of the Imperial Equipment!" Hong Ling stared deadly at the ball of blood light, his eyes filled with shock. Ever since he had obtained the inheritance of the Godly Mt. Tianji, he was no longer a newbie who knew nothing at all. Seeing the item in Lu You's hand, he had naturally seen through its essence.

"According to the rumors, the formation of a Imperial Equipment is related to its own origin. If a magical equipment wanted to transform into a Imperial Equipment, then its Artifact Spirit must first step into the realm of the Nine-Five World Elder, grasp the fate of the heavens, and then fuse with a magical tool, in order to become a unique Imperial Equipment! " The youth kept recalling the inheritance of knowledge in his mind, the serious look in his eyes becoming more and more pronounced.

Lu You casually pressed the blood-colored ball of light into the spirit body left behind by the evil ghost. In that instant, the spirit body slowly turned into a beautiful girl dressed in red. With a casual wave of his hand, that Sacred Moonstone, which had been supporting the spatial whirlpool in the void, fell from the sky and slowly landed in his hand.

"A-Fu, this is half of my sariras. Over these years, they have continuously absorbed the blood essence of past generations of Witch Clan. It's already enough to create a perfect body for you. I'll throw it into your spirit body right now!" Lu You looked at the Sacred Moonstone in his hand, which had turned blood-red. His eyes were full of smiles. With a casual point of his hand, Sheng Yue petrified into a bloody mist, slowly merging with the spirit body occupied by that light. Pieces of bones and meridians were formed from the spirit body. This was followed by his internal organs, as well as the meridians and acupuncture points all over his body. Finally, his skin and hair slowly formed.

A young girl with a graceful figure finally appeared before everyone's eyes. Lu You casually waved his hand and a strand of flame flowed out from within the Yanhuang Mirror. It transformed into a set of red muslin clothing that covered the girl's body.

"What's next, is to thoroughly help you consolidate the strength of this body, and also restore your soul!" Lu You carelessly scratched the young girl's cheek. Suddenly, he turned around, looked at the many Witch Clan people crawling below, and casually grabbed. Bang, bang, bang, bang. Countless people of Witch Clan were shaken into a bloody mist by the formidable power radiating from his hands. The blood mist was pulled into the body of the red-clothed girl, causing strands of life force to slowly emerge from her body.

"Lord Sorcerer, what are you doing!?" High Priest Mo You was shocked. He looked at the people from Witch Clan who were constantly being shattered and then looked at Lu You, his eyes filled with terror.

"For what?" Lu You smiled, his face was filled with madness, "Of course it's to complete the Sorcerer Sacrifice! You may not know this, but the so-called Sorcerer Sacrifice is actually to resurrect your ancestor, the Ancient Grand Xia's Princess Hong Fu, who is also my lover! "

He smiled slightly, and continued, "As for you all, these so-called Witch Clan are actually just Hong Fu's distant relatives who possess the royal bloodline of the Da Xia Empire. When the Da Xia Empire perished, all of you were brought to the depths of the Shiwan Mountain to seek refuge, with the intent to rise again from the east. Tens of thousands of years have passed. It is time to restore the glory of your Grand Xia! Now, give up your lives to wake up Hong Fu! "

Mo You looked at his clansmen who were constantly dying, his eyes filled with grief. He hadn't thought that the Sorcerer, who had always been protecting his clansmen, would actually transform into a god of death, wanting to kill all of his clansmen!

"Everyone in the Witch Clan, listen up. I command you, as the High Priest of Witch Clan, to leave this place and never return!" Mo You's aura instantly exploded as he slowly rose into the air, facing Lu You from a distance.

"Humph, you dare to oppose this Sorcerer?" Lu You's eyes turned cold. "All those who pose a threat to the Resurrection Crimson Whirlwind shall die. Today, all of you must die! "

While Lu You laughed, he casually crushed another hundred people from the Witch Clan. The Witch Clan people around the godly temple instantly became flustered, and they took large strides, wanting to escape. However, Lu You's pupils suddenly contracted. A huge barrier instantly blocked everyone's escape route.

"Lord Sorcerer, I'm afraid that even if Princess Hong Fu wakes up, she won't forgive you!" Mo You let out a sigh and immediately said, "Lord Sorcerer, I am willing to sacrifice my life in exchange for the lives of these clansmen. I beg that you let them go!" At that time, when the princess wakes up, she will not blame you for your actions! "

"Mo You, are you not curious as to why I have only started the Sorcerer's Sacrifice today?" Do you think I didn't have the ability to hold the Sorcerer's Sacrifice before? " Lu You laughed, "The reason why I'm holding the Sorcerer's Sacrifice today is not only because Hong Fu's spirituality has gradually recovered, but also because your population has multiplied until the critical point for me to revive Hong Fu. That is to say, all of your flesh and blood is just enough to meet the critical point of revival. Thus, even if Hong Fu will not forgive me after she wakes up, even if the entire world will become my enemy, I will not let you all off. As long as Hong Fu wakes up, even if you want me dead, I'll admit it! "

Lu You casually pinched them, and with a bang, hundreds of people from the Witch Clan turned into blood mist once again. Just as he was about to attack again, a pure white hand lightly pressed on his arm, stopping him.

"Ai!" A faint sigh could be heard. The red-clothed girl standing in front of Lu You slowly opened her eyes and looked at him.

"Tight Na Luo, so many years have passed, why must you still be so determined to revive me?" Dressed in red, she slowly descended from the sky. With a casual wave of her hand, the Yanhuang Mirror slowly shrank, landing on her palm that seemed to have been sculpted out of ivory. Da Xia has already become a part of the past, and Hong Fu has also become a part of the past.

Lu You was stunned. He slowly turned around and stared at the calm girl. His eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Ah, Ah Fu!" You, you woke up? " He stared at the young girl, his lips trembling, his face trembling, his entire body trembling. In that instant, the baleful expression on his face completely dissipated, appearing incomparably sacred and solemn. He was no longer the second Artifact Spirit of the Yanhuang Mirror that cared nothing about anything, but a Fanxiu who had a shining tongue. That Fanxiu that swore oaths to the world, his entire body was surrounded by sandalwood, and he was reciting scriptures, but would shyly steal a peek at her, his demeanor elegant and graceful.

"Do you remember me?" The young girl smiled sweetly, and her face was filled with exhaustion. It was obvious that she had woken up on her own before the Sorcerer Sacrifice was completed. To her, this was a great burden.

Lu You, oh, no. Na Luo looked at her quietly. Her mind was wandering, and her eyes were filled with longing and piety. She was just like a believer.

"Let them go, they're my people after all!"

Na Luo's Adam's apple moved slightly as he stood in the air, but he didn't say anything. He was afraid that the moment he opened his mouth, he would somehow agree to it.

All those years ago, she had promised her father that she would personally marry one of the foreign invaders. He didn't have the courage to refute her words. Later on, the foreign forces broke their promise and didn't marry her, making him secretly happy. Immediately after, the troops from all clans came to the city, and under the orders of the Human Emperor, all the disciples of the royal family left the city to fight the enemy. He knelt in front of Human Emperor and begged for three days and three nights. In the end, she was not allowed to leave the city. However, she was still so foolish. Even after all the members of the Royal Clan had died, she still kept on beating the drum, all the way until he was bathed in blood and carried her back to the Royal Palace.

At that time, the palace was almost about to fall, and her royal father wouldn't retreat even in a battle to the death, perishing together with the three great Monarch Stage Expert s. When the news came, she let out a sad smile, took out the monastic robe she had sewn and put it on for him. Just when he thought that they would leave this world, she decisively jumped into the fire pool that was used to create Yanhuang Mirror right in front of him. However, in the end, the Yanhuang Mirror did not turn out as she had wished, and became a true Imperial Equipment.

He knelt by the pool and silently chanted the scripture. With a long sigh, he turned around and jumped into the pool. The last Imperial Equipment of the Grand Xia Empire, the strongest Yanhuang Mirror in the legends, was still unable to save the empire that was about to fall. As the number one Artifact Spirit of the Yanhuang Mirror, she was heavily injured and fell into slumber. In the end, he protected the legacy of Da Xia Empire's old people, entered the Shiwan Mountain, and established the Witch Clan. After waiting for a long time, he had almost forgotten his name. Now, when she woke up and shouted out the three words' Na Luo ', she gave him a feeling as if he had finally awoken from a dream-like ethereal dream.

"Tighten up and let them go, okay!" Her tone was gentle and carried the most brilliant smile, causing his illusory body to tremble slightly.