Zhong Shenxiu looked at the box, stretched out his hand, and pressed it on the surface of the box.
Soul Power pours in.
The dense Soul Guide Array patterns on the box began to light up.
First, there is a main pattern in the center of the box. It lights up with silver-white light, and the light spreads along the pattern to all sides, lighting up branch roads one after another. Those branch roads light up smaller branches, like a silver-white tree, growing rapidly on the surface of the box.
There was a low humming sound coming from inside the box.
That's the sound of energy surging.
Zhong Shenxiu felt the surging energy.
Huge.
Majestic.
That's all Soul Power equivalent to one Five-Ring Soul King.
Zhong Shenxiu's hand pressed on the box did not move.
His Soul Power continues to pour in.
The lid of the box slowly opened.
At that moment, energy poured out.
The total amount of Soul Power, which is comparable to Five-Ring Soul King, is completely released at this moment.
But just when it spread to a distance of less than three feet--
On the altar, those dim lines suddenly lighted up.
They don't light up one by one, but all at the same time.
Countless lines burst out with dazzling light at the same moment.
That light is golden.
The pure golden color is like the melted sun and the gaze of ancient gods.
Those golden rays of light rose from the surface of the altar and intertwined into a huge light network. The light network shrouded upwards, completely covering the spreading energy.
The manic energy hit the light net and made a low roar.
The whole altar was shaking.
The statues standing around seemed to tremble slightly.
But the optical network is not broken.
It firmly covered the energy, confining it within three feet above the altar.
Then - the altar begins to absorb.
Those golden rays of light are like countless tentacles and countless vines, extending from the light net and piercing into the energy.
Energy is torn apart, decomposed, and devoured.
The huge energy was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of those golden lights.
The altar is like a giant beast that has been sleeping for a long time and finally smells the smell of blood.
It started to devour like crazy.
Those golden lights are getting brighter and brighter. They greedily grab every ounce of energy, break down those manic Soul Power into their most primitive origin, and then suck them into the depths of the altar.
The lines on the altar's surface light up one after another.
First, the lines close to the crystal, which were already glowing faintly, became even brighter at this moment.
The light extends forward along the lines, lighting up the next line, then the next, and then the next.
Like a dry riverbed, water finally flows.
The light flows on the surface of the altar, spreading in all directions along the criss-crossing lines.
They light up one depression after another, fill one crack after another, and awaken one sleeping area after another.
In the center of the altar, the crystal began to glow.
The originally weak light became brighter and brighter at the moment. It greedily absorbed the energy refined by the altar, enriching itself bit by bit. The light particles surrounding it also became brighter at the moment, and the speed of rotation also accelerated a bit.
Not enough!
Far from enough!
If you want to repair the altar, if you want to repair the crystal, there is still a long way to go!
However, for the first stage, this energy is enough!
Zhong Shenxiu stood at the edge of the altar, his pair of light golden vertical pupils staring intently at what was happening in front of him.
The light on the altar is getting brighter and brighter.
Those illuminated lines are no longer as sporadic and intermittent as before. They are spreading crazily at the moment, as if they are alive, extending in all directions along the complex trajectories on the surface of the altar.
One piece.
Two items.
Ten items.
Hundreds of items.
Those lines are like golden rivers, rushing and flowing on the altar.
They passed through cracks and over depressions, lighting up sleeping areas one after another. The originally mottled and dilapidated surface of the altar was now being covered with gold at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But this is not the end.
Those golden lines spread to the edge of the altar and did not stop.
They continue to extend outward.
Protruding from the edge of the altar, like countless golden vines, extend into the void.
Extending in the direction are the statues standing around.
The first one to be touched was Twelve Star Dragons.
Those statues are closest to the altar and surround the altar, arranged in a huge circle.
Golden lines poked out from the edge of the altar, drew bright tracks in the void, and then landed at the feet of each Star Dragon Statue.
Aries Star Dragon. Taurus Star Dragon. Gemini Star Dragon. Cancer Star Dragon. Leo Star Dragon. Virgo Star Dragon. Libra Star Dragon. Scorpio Star Dragon. Sagittarius Star Dragon. Capricorn Star Dragon. Aquarius Star Dragon. Pisces Star Dragon.
Twelve statues, twelve golden lines, arrived at the same time.
That moment--
Zhong Shenxiu saw a sight he had never seen before.
Those statues that had stood for countless years, those statues that had been silent, dead, and lifeless, their eyes lit up.
First up is Aries Star Dragon.
The eyes that had been closed slowly opened. A soft white light shone in the eye sockets. The light was gentle and pure, like the first ray of sunshine in early spring.
Next is Taurus Star Dragon.
An earthy yellow light shines in its eyes, thick and steady, with the breath of the earth.
Gemini Star Dragon.
Two rays of light light up at the same time, one on the left and one on the right, one bright and one dark, entangled with each other but independent of each other.
Cancer Star Dragon.
The silvery white light lit up, as gentle as water, as cool as moonlight.
Leo Star Dragon.
The blazing golden light flashed, majestic and domineering, with the aura of a king.
Virgo Star Dragon.
The emerald green light lit up, so pure that it was not stained by a trace of dust.
Libra Star Dragon.
The golden and blue lights light up at the same time, balanced and harmonious.
Scorpio Star Dragon.
The dim purple light flashes, mysterious and dangerous.
Sagittarius Star Dragon.
The golden light was as sharp as an arrow, as if it was about to pierce the sky.
Capricorn Star Dragon.
The dark brown light is calm and tough, like a mountain.
Aquarius Star Dragon.
The blue light flows like water waves, agile and changing.
Pisces Star Dragon.
A dreamy pink-blue light lights up, hazy and blurry.
Twelve rays of light, twelve colors, complement each other in the starry sky.
Zhong Shenxiu stood on the edge of the altar, looking at the scene in front of him.
His pupils contracted slightly.
Those lights were so bright, so bright that it was dazzling.
But he didn't close his eyes or look away. He just looked at them, looking at the statues that had been sleeping for countless years, opening their eyes one by one.
Then--
Twelve rays of light shot out from the eyes of twelve Star Dragon Statue simultaneously.
Those lights have different colors, some are blazing, some are soft, some are dazzling, and some are dim.
They came from all directions, intertwined and shuttled in the air, and finally converged into a colorful beam of light, shooting straight at Zhong Shenxiu.
Zhong Shenxiu's body tensed up instinctively.
But at the moment when the colorful beam of light was about to touch his body--
Something moved around his neck.
That's the buckle he always wears around his neck.
There is a palm-sized box hanging on the buckle.
Dragon Fighting Card Box.
That box has never had any reaction since I dreamed about it that night, the jewelry from Dragon Fighting Plane.
It was as quiet as an ordinary decoration, a display that served no purpose.
But now--
It moved.