Under the sea, beside the Central Spiritual Field.
Lu Li took out the broken pieces of the Spirit Root.
The luster of the item was extremely dim, only a few feet tall now, with the majority of the root hairs at the bottom already withered, only a few remaining.
The breath was as weak as a thread, seeming as if it could die at any moment.
If he did not sense the strands of Spiritual Energy rising, he might have thought it was completely dead.
This was probably why many Golden Core Venerables didn't ask for it.
After the destruction of the Spirit Root, with their methods, they could not restore it.
Lu Li took out his Flying Sword and dug a big pit in the ground.
Then, he slowly planted the Spirit Root and covered it tightly with spirit soil.
Next, he took out the demon refining pot and poured the Spiritual Liquid on the base of the Spirit Root.
Soon, a small half of the pot of Spiritual Liquid had sunk in.
Several days later, at the edge of the spirit field.
