"Ah!!!"
Not just the Black Python, all four beasts simultaneously let out piercing screams, truly injured at their core. The places scorched by the fierce sun were unable to recover, an achievement Luo Yu had never attained despite countless attempts before.
"How could the Divine Force of Sacred God possibly fail to work!"
"I don't believe it."
As if driven mad, the four beasts' faith in the black power was bordering on deranged.
They had never believed that any force in this world could harm their current bodies.
But Luo Yu did it,
this seemingly insignificant junior managed to do it.
"Why, the Divine Force of Sacred God we sacrificed everything for, can't it be false?"
Above the throne, Luo Yu spoke, his voice booming, the entire underground mausoleum seeming to barely withstand his domineering presence.
"Tell me."
"Who is this Sacred God you speak of!"
"The Sacred God is Sacred God, not someone a junior like you is qualified to inquire about," the Black Python roared while its body writhed wildly, instantly producing thousands of black tendrils, each covered in mouths.
Launching an attack towards the soldiers, Luo Yu let out a cold laugh as his soldiers' entire bodies shone with pure golden radiance.
It was a divine skill of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Vajra Indestructible, yet now it had been fully absorbed by him, becoming his own Ancient Spirits' technique, lacking only a Domain.
But the throne and these soldiers compensated for this flaw, allowing the release of full might.
"Clang, clang, clang!"
The tendrils smashed against the solid gold soldiers, inflicting no damage, unbreakable, indestructible.
The terror and madness on their faces grew more intense, as if their fundamental beliefs were being shaken.
"How can this be."
"Why!"
"What is this power."
"Could it be the gods have truly found a way to counter the Sacred God?"
"Boom, boom, boom!"
"Yan, arise!"
At the command of Luo Yu, all the soldiers' halberds ignited with searing colorless flames.
It wasn't the Samadhi True Fire, nor was it the Emperor Flame.
This was a flame cultivated by Luo Yu himself, utilizing the Secret Technique of Myriad Transformations.
Indeed, the soldiers' manipulation of the five-color flames inflicted severe injuries on the Black Python.
Having lost their bizarre corrosive devouring ability and limitless regenerative power, they were completely no match for Luo Yu.
"Buzz—"
The Black Python and the four beasts tried to deploy a dark Domain.
"Stop!"
In a moment of inspiration, all the soldiers stomped heavily on the ground, sending out golden ripples in the space.
They shattered the newly formed dark Domain on the spot.
Luo Yu declared loudly, "Submit, or die, you have no other choice!"
"The Sacred God will bless us!"
"The Sacred God will grant us power!!"
"We shall not be defeated."
The four beasts, crazier than ever, desperately tried to escape upward, aiming to break out of this tomb and flee to the outside world.
"Trying to leave?"
"Stay behind."
With a thought from Luo Yu, all the soldiers threw their halberds into the void above, merging with each other to form nine huge bronze-golden rings, flying toward the escaping Giant Python.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"
The nine rings rapidly expanded, trapping the Black Python before quickly shrinking, constricting its body.
This was a divine skill of the Great God of the Three Altar Sea Assembly, Nezha, the Qiankun Ring.
"Release."
"Break for me."
The Black Python twisted its body, while the other three great beast-headed gods expressed horror, continuously emitting black light attacks from their mouths.
But it was to no avail.
They even attempted to bite, producing a grating sound, but soon their mouths were seared with holes by the golden light, looking as if their entire bodies were on the verge of complete purification, leaving no room for struggle.
"Your end has come."
Luo Yu sat on his throne, his expression cold and majestic, the situation completely reversed. Even he hadn't expected his own Ancient Spirits to be so useful, and of course, the contribution of the throne and the soldiers was also indispensable.
"Activate the furnace."
He raised his arm, and all the mercenaries simultaneously lifted their right arms. A colossal Bagua Dan Furnace appeared in the sky, easily spanning a kilometer across, extending in all directions, instantly enveloping the Black Python within it.
"What sort of method is this?"
"What are you going to do to us!"
At this moment, the four beasts of the Black Python genuinely felt fear, experiencing what true despair was.
Even Emperor Qin Shi Huang from two thousand years ago had not induced such a terrifying sense of oppression in them.
Because the power this junior possessed truly had the capability to kill them.
"Refine!"
Luo Yu did not answer any of their questions but coldly issued an order instead.
The lid of the Bagua Furnace inverted atop it, and a colorless flame ignited within, burning the bodies of the four beasts of the Black Python.
"Ahh!!"
Screams echoed from within the furnace. The Black Python's numerous tentacles were all incinerated by the flame, desperately striking the walls of the furnace.
"Clang, clang, clang."
The Bagua Furnace was as solid as a vajra, impregnable.
Luo Yu said, "Tell me all the secrets you know!"
"I...I'll tell, I'm willing to divulge the secrets of the Holy God, please spare us," Tiger Head immediately spoke up, pleading for mercy.
"The Holy God, it..."
Before Tiger Head could finish its sentence, along with the other three beast heads, and the entirety of the hundred-meter python body, exploded into fragments, transforming into countless strands of eerie black fluid that spread out like a fog, corroding its surroundings.
However, it could not penetrate the golden Bagua Furnace forged from divine light.
The great fire blazed, purifying the bizarre power.
Luo Yu would not allow even a trace of such power to escape. It was too strange, and only his Secret Technique of Myriad Transformations could cope with it.
If others encountered it, they would have no fate but death.
He suspected that even the divine spirits from beyond this realm would not withstand the power of this black fluid, but Luo Yu dared not use it against other divine spirits. If the enemy was utterly annihilated, who knows what new mutation might arise?
What exactly was this Holy God?
Were the pantheon of gods forced to vanish from the mortal realm by It?
Luo Yu felt only layers of fog surrounding him, but some things were becoming clearer than before. He was now ninety-nine percent certain that the gods had bequeathed him their origin power to help him cultivate the Secret Technique of Myriad Transformations, and the purpose of cultivating this technique, undoubtedly, was to combat this sinister black power.
If these four failed mutations were so vile,
what if there were countless of such beings? How would the people of the world cope? And if there were stronger entities, would even my All-transforming Dao Lead Technique be restrained?
Luo Yu believed that the speed of his cultivation was still not fast enough; he needed to hasten his pace.
Previously, he thought that the divine spirits about to awaken from the outer realms were the threat. But compared to this eerie black power, the divine spirits from beyond amount to nothing.
Just throw a clump at them, and ask if they're scared.
"Hum, hum!"
The roaring flames burned all the strange black fluid completely, purifying everything.
Luo Yu's eyes sparkled with a special curious light.
Because inside the furnace, there was not nothingness, but rather four orbs of light had appeared, each shimmering with distinctly different colors.
Gold, green, blue, red—four colors.
Within the golden orb was a miniature Baihu; within the green orb, an Azure Dragon; the blue light contained a Xuanwu, and the red orb shielded a Vermilion Bird. All four beasts had no spiritual consciousness and floated silently there.
"This..."
Luo Yu was astonished.
"Could these four creatures really not be bluffing, are they truly the Four Sacred Beasts?"
"Is this their original essence before being corrupted?"
Luo Yu opened the furnace lid, and the four orbs of light flew in front of him. He felt a familiar aura that was the same as the origin power of the other gods—this was the Origin Power of the Four Sacred Beasts.
"Hum, hum!"
Within Luo Yu's Dantian, the greenery swayed, producing an immense attraction.
The four orbs of light immediately flew into Luo Yu's body, startling him; this was not something to be consumed carelessly.
What if they still contained lingering corruption?
"Boom!"
After absorbing the four orbs of light, Luo Yu's head buzzed, and he felt both his spiritual power and physical strength climb higher. The All-transforming Dao Lead Technique had absorbed the new power, and the greenery continued to grow taller.
But the flower bud showed no signs of blooming yet.
All around him, silence was restored. Luo Yu rose from his throne, and in an instant, all the clay soldiers automatically returned to their original positions.
Luo Yu leapt down into the deep pit that sealed the four beasts, remembering there seemed to be a gateway here.
Could it be hiding other secrets?