"Lamp oil!" Xiao Hua suddenly realized. He hurriedly took down the oil lamp and sent a drop of lamp oil into it. Seeing that the lamp remained utterly motionless even after receiving the oil, he waved his hand, sending a wisp of spiritual fire flying onto the altar and landing atop the lamp...
"Whoosh..." As the spiritual fire swept over it, the ancient oil lamp ignited. "Awooo..." Beneath the flames, the oil lamp trembled slightly, as though it had come alive. Rings upon rings of strange runes blossomed from its surface, and then a bizarre beast glowing with seven-colored light manifested from within the lamp!
"Seven... Seven-Colored Beast??" Xiao Hua stared at the somewhat familiar runes, then at the strange beast, nearly dumbstruck. He had never known of the Seven-Colored Beast before; only some traces of it existed within Little White's memories. It was a rare soul beast of the Myriad Monster Realm. It was said that each ray of the Seven-Colored Beast's light could inflict a different kind of harm upon the souls of demons or humans. He had never imagined that this oil lamp had actually been transformed from a Seven-Colored Beast. Then he saw the beast emit a desolate moan, its seven-colored radiance descending from the altar like swirling vortices. Whenever it passed over a totem, that totem transformed into a strange beast! Even the totems whose shapes were impossible to decipher became bizarre beasts that Little White had never seen before!!
Once all the totems had been lit, all the strange beasts flew out from them and circled the entire altar. A clear, resounding horn call arose from the altar. Accompanied by that call, the beasts transformed into all manner of peculiar shapes and drifted through the air.
Some of those shapes were ordinary, such as