Bab 692: The Fall of Star City

He calmed his heart and tried to sense it. Right now, the power of fortune is only a tiny ball.

Lin Qiye tried to direct the power of fortune to the Demon God Sculpture.

The moment it touched the sculpture, it was immediately enveloped by a purple light with a faint layer of golden light on the outer layer.

After the seal was formed, the evil aura on the Demon God Sculpture immediately disappeared. Even if one looked at it carefully, it didn't feel much different from an ordinary sculpture.

Just as Lin Qiye was about to heave a sigh of relief, the light shrouding the surface suddenly trembled and looked like it was about to collapse.

"What the f*ck, what's going on?"

The sudden change startled him. Lin Qiye hurriedly clenched his fist, trying to seal it up.

In his panic, he unintentionally infused the power of faith in his body into it, and soon, the trembling light film stabilized.