Wang Quan announced to all quarters that he was formally beginning to refine his Golden Core.
He patted his Hundred-Treasure Pouch, and gourds flew out one after another.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The gourds burst, pouring down countless streams of True Solar Fire like waterfalls, which plunged into the ritual array formed of Pearl Radiance and Treasure Aura and vanished into thin air.
Above Three-Legged Cauldron Mountain in the Underworld, the gray sky suddenly turned crimson-gold.
Waterfalls of True Solar Fire poured down, crashing into Three-Legged Cauldron Mountain.
Bang!
The whole of Three-Legged Cauldron Mountain caught fire.
True fire churned and waves of heat swept out, burning the entire mountain red.
Endless heat waves swept in every direction. Many weaker ghosts and monsters were burned straight to ash before they could even scream.
The ghost gods sweated all over from the heat and wanted to retreat.
Then Wang Quan's voice descended from the sky:
"I'll teach you spells. Follow their methods, and do not jeopardize my Golden Core."
As he spoke, spheres of light descended.
The ghost gods had just swallowed his grand promises and pocketed jewels and money. They also feared being struck by the Sky Patrol Magic Treasure, so they obediently swallowed the spheres of light.
The next instant, several spells appeared in their minds.
The ghost gods followed the methods:
Some transformed into small giants with three heads and six arms, carefully hammering Three-Legged Cauldron Mountain.
Some unleashed Divine Abilities such as Ice Soul Frostlight, winding them around the surroundings.
Some sent their surging blood and vitality into the mountain.
Wang Quan glanced at the Underworld. Only when he saw that the many ghost gods were taking their work seriously did he inwardly breathe a sigh of relief.
He took a deep breath, then continued patting his Hundred-Treasure