C1474 Changing the Formation!!
Yu Yuan lowered his gaze to the Seven-Colored Lake, his brow furrowed in concentration. The tiny Seven-Colored Dragons darted about like brilliant flashes of lightning, radiating a palpable vitality and emitting a faint spatial aura. In the depths of Yu Yuan's eyes, a kaleidoscope of colors began to emerge.
The Dragon Slaying Stage beneath him shimmered with a multicolored divine light, as if aiding him in his attempt to perceive something elusive.
"What are you looking at, kid?" Huangyin asked, his composure unshaken as he followed Yu Yuan's gaze toward the Seven-Colored Lake. "Thinking of going down there?"
"It's not out of the question," Yu Yuan replied with an easy smile.
He had detected an unusual spatial disturbance at the bottom of the Seven-Colored Lake even before he took action. The area where the bloated demonform had settled was where the spatial ripples were most pronounced.
This involuntary association with the Origin Gate led him to suspect the existence of a hidden passageway at the lake's bottom, a secret conduit to the outside world. Yet, despite the power of the Dragon Slaying Stage at his disposal, the murky waters of the Seven-Colored Lake obscured his vision.
He could only sense the subtle spatial ripples emanating from the depths below.
After a prolonged silence, White Bone spoke up unexpectedly from the lakeside, "What have you sensed?"
Yu Yuan started, surprised by the sudden interjection from White Bone, the observer who had remained silent until now.
"I sense the vibrations of space, but clarity eludes me. Nevertheless, I suspect they've fallen under the sway of the Origin Deity, resonating with its influence within the Everlands and forging a gateway at the lake's bottom."
A cold smirk played across Yu Yuan's lips, his tone losing any hint of courtesy. "I can tolerate the Everlands' internal strife. But if you two are conspiring with external foes, plotting to strike at the various powers of the Everlands both from within and without..."
He shook his head, his resolve clear, "Then I will have no choice but to eradicate the threat completely."
Upon hearing those words, White Bone's demeanor turned icy. He scrutinized Yuan Qingxi, who appeared increasingly uncomfortable, and inquired, "Is that what he claimed?"
Yuan Qingxi, who had always been forthright and exhaustive in his disclosures to White Bone, found himself hesitating for the first time.
He was clearly troubled, wrestling with the desire to reveal the truth while seemingly preoccupied with other concerns.
"Mr. Yuan, unless the scroll is opened, he is not Youyu! Please proceed with caution!" Huangyin barked with severity.
Yuan Qingxi's face betrayed a flicker of emotion. With resolve, he descended from midair and slowly knelt before White Bone, bowing his head. "Please forgive me. All I can say is that everything I've done was for your sake and for the Bloodbrawlers. It was all to ensure your return to this realm, to lead us and restore the Bloodbrawlers to their past splendor." He continued to bow deeply as he spoke, his reverence and devotion to White Bone unmistakable.
White Bone observed him in silence, his eyes reflecting a stirring of emotion, and he sensed a twinge of guilt within himself...
"Let it be," White Bone decided not to pursue the matter further.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The Seven-Colored Dragons encircling Yu Yuan dove towards the Seven-Colored Lake below.
"Do you have a death wish?" Huangyin's face darkened, and a burst of purple dark fire shot from his eyes, instantly blending into the Seven-Colored Lake.
In an instant, a flame-wreathed flood dragon burst forth from the lake's surface. Its body, seemingly sculpted from the waters of the Seven-Colored Lake and infused with some foreign substance, had only one eye, within which the purple dark fire danced.
Clearly, the creature had been possessed by Huangyin's devil soul.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The bizarre flood dragon unleashed a torrent of flames at the colorful dragons, the breath of the flames as fierce as earthfire. The Seven-Colored Dragons, struck by the onslaught, swiftly dissolved.
Boom!
The emergence of the flood dragon set the surface of the Seven-Colored Lake ablaze.
Elsewhere, the sky teemed with devils, ghosts, and foul-smelling otherworldlings, all under the command of Huangyin, whose one eye blazed with purple fire. They began to form an intricate array.
The initial formation was none other than "Soul Shatter"!
Devils and ghosts surged with power, their roars and shrill screams emitting ear-piercing demonic sounds that seemed intent on tearing apart anyone who could hear them.
As the Soul Shatter took shape, the space around the Dragon Slaying Stage appeared to be cleaved by an unseen divine blade.
The space emitted creaking noises as if it were about to be ripped into shreds, threatening to destroy the Dragon Slaying Stage, Yu Yuan, and the Crucible of Evil along with it.
"The Soul Shatter triggered by the devil tide is quite intriguing," Yu Yuan remarked, nodding as he stood atop the Dragon Slaying Stage.
Suddenly, a seven-colored ripple emanated from the edge of the stage, instantly stabilizing the space.
"Go!"
With a mere thought, the Crucible of Evil floating above his head charged into the throng of surging demons and ghosts.
The dark cauldron began to spin, gradually increasing in size.
Glyphs etched into the cauldron's walls underwent strange transformations, seemingly reconfigured by Yu Yuan's soul threads into new patterns.
Dark Soul Power emerged from the glyphs, and as the Crucible of Evil spun, its mouth transformed into a pool voraciously absorbing the souls of all beings.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Before the Soul Shatter could fully manifest, the demons and ghosts were swept into the Crucible of Evil like a torrential downpour, then vanished into the cauldron's inner sanctum.
"Soulforge Matrix!"
"Soulforge Pool!"
Yuan Qingxi and Huangyin were suddenly thrown into disarray.
At that moment, the intricate lines on the dark surface of the cauldron became shrouded in mystery. The aura and scent that wafted from it were not inherent to the Crucible of Evil.
Only the Soulforge Pool within the depths of the Moonfall Sanctuary bore such glyphs!
This was the enigmatic array of the Boulderdawn Sect, designed to target the malevolent entities howling within the Moonfall Sanctuary, including the Sky Fiends deliberately unleashed from the Domain Channel.
The Sky Fiends were creatures the Boulderdawn Sect had once conjured for their disciples to refine.
Moreover, those hovering above, far less formidable than the Sky Fiends, lacked spiritual wisdom and were of a much lower echelon.
In a mere moment, nearly ten thousand demons and ghosts were devoured by the Crucible of Evil. They surged towards the recesses at the base of the stairs within the cauldron's miniature world.
Once trapped in the recesses, they were immobilized as if pinned down by steel spikes, unable to move in the slightest.
Under Yu Yiyi's manipulation, the cauldron began to refine these soul spirits, transforming them into subdued Banes.
"You, you..." Huangyin, one of the Terra Fiend ancestors, began to tremble uncontrollably. He watched in agony as the demons and ghosts he had summoned were abruptly drawn into the Crucible of Evil.
"The mystique and arrays of the Terror Claws alone wouldn't have this effect, but it seems you've forgotten where I began my journey of cultivation. In the Moonfall Sanctuary, I wielded the Soulforge Pool and slaughtered widely, unchallenged by the Soulforge Matrix. Are you truly unaware of that?" Yu Yuan taunted with a strange laugh. "Having such a deep understanding of the Soulforge Pool, to the point where the Nine Celestial Slashes I've mastered are etched into its walls, I'm well aware of its profound capabilities!"
"To confront you, I must employ the techniques and formations of the Boulderdawn, for you were all vanquished by them!" he continued.
As he spoke, another twenty thousand demons and ghosts vanished into the cauldron's maw.
Huangyin was on the brink of madness. He began chanting once more, invoking ancient demonic tongues to command the devil tide, hoping to facilitate the escape of the ghosts and demons. Yet, it seemed futile.
"Huangyin, I'm sincerely thankful to you," Yu Yuan expressed with genuine appreciation. "The true test of the Crucible of Evil's might, as it was in days of old, hinges on this very moment!"
With that, Yu Yuan closed his eyes atop the Dragon Slaying Stage, his three souls moving in unison, intently operating the Soulforge Matrix.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
As the formation within the Crucible of Evil shifted, the vast multitude of ghosts, demons, and spirited bodies cascaded into the cauldron, drawn in as if by a magnet, like iron filings to steel.
