Aldrian focused his energy and infused it with his life laws. He was trying to recreate the internal structures of the body, such as muscles and nerves, with as much detail as possible. The object of his creation was sothing he was familiar with—a human anatomy and its intricacies.
Throughout his journey, he had examined many bodies, allowing him to gain a thorough understanding of their structure.
His creation using life laws was based on what he already knew, down to the smallest cells and molecules. With his incredible senses, he could perceive all of the details, and in fact, all high-level cultivators could do the sa. However, this was also the only limitation of his "creation" technique—he could not create sothing he was not familiar with.
If he pushed himself to create sothing beyond his knowledge, there were only two possible outcos. Either the result would be imperfect and unlike the original, or he would fail to create it entirely.
Now, all he needed to do was use his life laws to recreate what he knew and guide the golden energy to carry out his will. Life energy and life laws rged with the golden energy, swirling within Angelica’s eyes. She felt no discomfort—only a warm, ticklish sensation.
How could she not, when all of Aldrian’s energy at this mont was pure positive energy or a yang-type energy?
Inside Angelica’s eye sockets, at the most minuscule level, there were parts of her nerves that had never fully ford since birth. Now, under the bath of Aldrian’s golden energy, a faint movent began at that microscopic level. Slowly, it beca more visible to the naked eye, and finally, a new line of nerves started to take shape.
One, two, three—one after another, nerves ford, connecting her eyes to her brain. Although this was his first ti performing such a feat, Aldrian was relieved that his theory and experint had succeeded. Even though he had simulated the process countless tis in his mind and believed he could fix Angelica’s condition, he still feared disappointing her. Fortunately, everything worked just as he had envisioned.
He continued creating each part necessary for Angelica’s eyes to see when he suddenly sensed sothing strange. He was already more than halfway through when he noticed an obstruction interfering with his restoration process.
Frowning, he tried to push forward with his "creation" technique, but the resistance grew stronger the closer he got to fully reconstructing Angelica’s vision.
"Don’t tell ..."
Aldrian maintained his focus and activated his karma laws. At last, he saw the problem—transparent black karma threads binding her eyes, extending into the void. The threads were incredibly strong and he had encountered sothing similar before when he healed Pope Claudius.
"A curse? How can there be a curse inside Angelica? Does that an she was already cursed while still in her mother’s womb? Or were her parents cursed, and the curse extended to her as well?" he thought.
He kept pushing forward with his restoration, but soon, his "creation" technique ca to a halt, and the process stopped entirely. Worse, the karma began to fight back, attempting to destroy what he had just created.
"Whatever it is, or whoever is behind this—how dare they block my efforts to heal soone I’ve chosen to fix? Let’s see if you can stop !"
With that, he channeled his church territory domain power into his body and energy. Angelica imdiately sensed a shift in Aldrian’s energy—it no longer felt purely warm and comforting. Instead, it had beco overbearing, different from before.
The black karma threads began to slow down before finally stopping from destroying his creation. However, Aldrian still couldn’t push his restoration process forward, leaving him astonished. The curse before him was incredibly resilient and powerful.
He then added the Doria Empire domain, which allowed him to push back the karma slightly, but he knew it wasn’t enough.
One by one, he integrated the power of his domains until, at last, he unleashed his full domain. The entire heaven and earth within his domain rged with him, strengthening his power to suppress the curse. Finally, he could see the curse peeling away, little by little.
He continued until the threads covering Angelica’s eyes completely disappeared, and his "creation" technique was able to proceed, unobstructed.
He sighed in relief inwardly, still astonished by the sheer strength of this curse—it was many tis stronger than the one afflicting the pope. Fortunately, his domain was enough to erase it for now, but it made him wonder: who could have cast such a powerful curse on Angelica? He doubted that even a peak emperor-stage existence was capable of sothing like this.
"Is it the devil lord again?" He brushed the thought aside as he continued the process of creation.
After a few more minutes, he finally finished reconstructing Angelica’s eyes. He carefully checked once more to ensure he hadn’t missed anything. Once he was certain there was nothing wrong, he opened his eyes.
He let out a quiet sigh of relief and withdrew his hands from her closed eyes.
"The mont of truth," he thought.
"Angelica, you can open your eyes now," he said.
Angelica’s eyes trembled for a mont before she slowly opened them. At first, all she saw was blinding light, but it gradually receded, allowing her vision to clear. The first thing she saw was a person staring at her with a shocked expression.
Although she had never seen him directly before, she imdiately knew who he was—Pope Claudius.
"Father?" Her voice trembled as she spoke.
"Angelica..." Pope Claudius’s voice was also unsteady. He could imdiately see the difference in her eyes. The pale color that once marked her blindness was gone, replaced by a pair of beautiful golden eyes.
He knew—without a doubt—she could finally see him. Her gaze was focused on him, no longer unfocused like before.
For Angelica, who could finally see for the first ti, tears began to fall unknowingly before turning into a steady flow. She looked at her own hands and body, not bothering to wipe her eyes. Then, she turned her head to look back and finally saw a handso young man.
He was smiling at her, and at this mont, his handso face was dazzling in her eyes.
At last, she could see the person who had always given her a different feeling. He was the one who had appeared in her vision, the one heaven had shown her—the prophesized one. Even in her visions, she had never seen his face and only recognizing him through the description of his energy.
But now, for the first ti, she could see him with her own eyes.
Aldrian moved to stand in front of her and knelt down. Her eyes never left him, following his every movent.
He kept his smile as he gently wiped the tears from her eyes, and she let him. She didn’t care about anything else—she only wanted to keep looking at him, to engrave his face in her mind. Even though she knew he was in disguise from Sylphia and the others, she still wanted to rember this face.
"Don’t cry. It will stain your beautiful face," Aldrian said softly.
Angelica didn’t respond—she only gazed at him in silence. But Aldrian didn’t mind.
anwhile, Pope Claudius was already in tears, wiping them away as he watched. He still couldn’t believe it—Aldrian had truly fixed Angelica’s condition.
If this wasn’t a miracle, then what was?
"Excuse , Angelica," he said as he slowly lifted the bottom of her dress to reveal her legs.
Angelica finally moved her hands, helping him hold up her dress so he could focus on fixing her condition.
Aldrian’s gaze fell on her smooth, beautiful legs—legs that, unfortunately, could not walk. From the outside, they appeared perfectly normal, but beneath the surface, it was a different story. Key muscles and essential nerves that should have allowed her to feel and support her legs were missing.
Aldrian also saw the sa curse that had afflicted her eyes, the sa curse, woven deep within that attempting to block his creation technique.
He scoffed inwardly at this as he placed his hand on one of her legs.
He would fix them one by one, starting with her right leg.
This ti, he would focus on each leg individually, allowing him to concentrate his domain’s power more effectively and break the curse more quickly.
Just as he had done with her eyes, he injected his golden energy and combining it with his life laws. Although Angelica had never been able to feel her legs fully, she could sense warmth spreading through her right leg—sothing that should have been impossible due to her missing nerves.
A few seconds later, a tingling sensation coursed through her right leg, and with it, her tears flowed even more.
As ti passed, she began to feel more of her right leg, and soon, it felt as though she could start to control its muscles.
However, just like with her eyes, the curse fought back fiercely once Aldrian had completed more than half of the process. But with the power of his domain, he successfully broke through it.
A few minutes later, he finally released his hand from her right leg and looked at her with a smile.
"Can you move your right foot?"
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