Everything had originally gone just as they had expected. At the bottom of the Yellow Springs, they absorbed countless strands of Yellow Springs power. Their bodies were eroded by that power, while their own strength rapidly grew.
But things were not so simple. Just as they were about to complete their final transformation, an immense force of the Yellow Springs surged into their souls.
This caused their souls to weaken rapidly. If this continued, their souls would eventually be eroded by the Yellow Springs, and they would become nameless corpses within it, remaining here forever.
Zhao Fu's expression turned solemn as he stood in the sky, looking at the Calamity King Riders within the ten whirlpools.
The ten Calamity King Riders also sensed Zhao Fu, and their hearts were filled with excitement and joy. Although they had suffered their King's neglect, their loyalty to him had never changed. They were willing to offer everything for their King and swear to serve him unto death!
Even at such a perilous moment, they still half-knelt on the ground and weakly called out, "King!"
Zhao Fu answered gravely, "You few, do not move anymore! Next, I will give you my origin power. Receive my origin power and use it to fuse with that Yellow Springs power."
Already extremely weak, the Calamity Kings became even weaker after their recent movements. Their bodies seemed as though they were about to collapse.
The ten Calamity King Riders obeyed Zhao Fu's order and did not move even a fraction, maintaining that half-kneeling posture.
Zhao Fu, standing in the sky, extended one hand and used the nail of his other hand to slice across his palm. Blood resembling liquid black gold flowed from Zhao Fu's wound.
Under Zhao Fu's control, the blood formed ten blood spheres the size