White Tiger stood at the edge of the seal, his white hair whistling in the wind.
The shock wave coming from the depths of the seal was like an invisible giant hand, pushing upward from the bottom of Nine Netherworlds, pushing the black mist along the way in all directions.
White Tiger's body was shaking slightly, and those silver-white hairs were blown against the body by the shock wave.
"The noise is quite loud." White Tiger's voice was not loud, as if he was talking to himself.
Black Tortoise next to him still looks very calm.
The turtle's head protrudes from the shell, and its dark green eyes look into the depths of the seal.
"Hey, are those guys here?" White Tiger asked.
Black Tortoise was silent for a moment.
Then his snake head tilted slightly, as if listening to something. "Almost."
Black Tortoise turned to the distance. In that direction, at the edge of the seal, beyond the black mist pushed away by the shock wave, there were several rays of light approaching quickly.
"It's already here." Black Tortoise's voice was very flat, as if he was saying "The weather is nice today." "Reinforce the seal to prevent anything from escaping."
White Tiger nodded. His two front paws pressed deeper into the void, and the silvery white light poured out from under the claws and spread along the edge of the seal, as if patching a crack.
The turtle shell of Black Tortoise also lit up, and those dark red lines extended from the shell, intertwined with the silvery white light of White Tiger, forming a new film on the surface of the seal.
The perspective returns to the depths of Nine Netherworlds.
After the earth-shattering explosion, most of the black fog was dispersed.
Fragments of black mist flew in all directions, revealing... things behind.
King Ghidorah saw it clearly. His three heads tilted at the same time, staring at the existence emerging from the black mist.
That thing... what is it?
A thick black mist gathered into a ball, with an irregular shape and its edges constantly changing, as if someone was pinching it with an invisible hand.
Those giant scarlet eyes growing on it are "growing out" of the black mist - just as natural as eyes growing on the body.
The number of eyes is not fixed, but is constantly changing. Each eye is shining and looking in different directions.
"It looks like..." King Ghidorah's telepathy contained a hesitation of "I'm looking for a suitable word."
A lump.
It was the most appropriate word that came to his mind.
A huge roar suddenly sounded.
The sound exploded in his consciousness, as if someone had set off a string of firecrackers in his brain.
That thing is barking.
Heavenly Emperor was suspended in the front, the blue-black scales glowing dimly in the afterglow of the blue light beam. He looked at the black mist, and his deep black eyes narrowed slightly.
"This thing--'Nine Netherworlds'- can directly attack other people's spirits. And its black mist can corrode the body."
Heavenly Emperor's voice was very calm, as if stating a fact, "No monk under the immortal can resist."
The head on the left side of King Ghidorah turned to Serta next to it. "Immortal? What?"
Serta traced his finger in front of him, "It's probably equivalent to the Tenth Tier spirit of Yilisai."
King Ghidorah's three heads nodded at the same time. "That's pretty cool."
Tenth Tier. In Yilisai, Tenth Tier is the entry threshold of "Divine Realm".
The black mist seemed to hear King Ghidorah's words. Those scarlet eyes lit up at the same time, as if the pupils were constricting.
Then the whine became louder, higher in frequency, and wider in scope.
The black mist that had been dispersed began to gather again, coming from all directions and converging towards the center of the black mist.
The other person seemed angry.
"Nine Netherworlds" looked at these guys in front of him, those scarlet eyes blinking constantly, and every blink would cause a circle of tiny ripples in the black mist.
Its perception swept over those beings - none of them were weak. Heavenly Emperor, Yinglong, and those beings that were coming from a distance and emitting light of different colors.
Everyone is qualified to fight it, and everyone participated in the battle that sealed it several epochs ago.
It remembers them. Those breaths in its perception are like marks burned by a soldering iron and will never disappear.
Many, many years ago - so long that it cannot remember the specific year - it and its "colleagues" were sent to many worlds.
Their mission is simple: descend, erode, and assimilate. Break the rules of those worlds, absorb the energy of those worlds, and turn the creatures of those worlds into nutrients.
It doesn't know why it is doing this, it only knows that this is an "order", and it and its "colleagues" have no right to refuse.
It chose this world. But its luck seemed to be bad - before it could make any big moves when it arrived here, it was defeated by the local indigenous people.
Those natives - those self-proclaimed "immortals", possessing all kinds of strange abilities, and disturbingly numerous beings - swarmed up, maimed it, and sealed it here.
It's... bad.
Nine Netherworlds's consciousness is moving slowly, and those scarlet eyes are blinking constantly.
It is recalling and evaluating. Now, it has a chance to go out, that Heavenly Emperor.
As long as he is defeated, or at least defeated, the seal will be broken.
I have also seen Yinglong next to me, so I need to be careful. That golden dragon is fast and powerful. It left a lot of scars on Nine Netherworlds in the last battle.
As for those giant beasts - Nine Netherworlds's eyes swept over King Ghidorah, Godzilla, and Tiamat - there was no spiritual energy, no magical power, and no energy fluctuations that it was familiar with.
Not enough to be afraid of.
If you can, fight before the others arrive.
Countless black mist poured out from the center of the black mist and spread in all directions.
It was as if the black mist suddenly expanded dozens of times, filling the surrounding space. The edges of the black mist were constantly rolling and surging, like a net woven by darkness, covering everyone inside.
The black mist clung to their scales, their robes, and their wings.
Those black particles crawled on their skin, trying to get into their pores, trying to corrode their bodies. Those scarlet eyes flickered in the black mist, like lanterns floating in the water.
King Ghidorah's telepathy rang. His tone was as relaxed as saying "Have you eaten today?"
"Again... by the way, does your move have a name?"
All three of his heads were looking at the billowing black fog and the blinking scarlet eyes. He didn't look panicked at all.
Just kidding, if nothing else, Boss Goji is just here, there is no need for him to take action now.
The head on the left side of King Ghidorah turned to Godzilla, its six eyes shining golden light in the black mist. "Do you think so, Boss Goji?"
Godzilla's body begins to glow.
Those blue rays of light seeped out from the gaps in its scales, forming a layer of burning blue flame on the surface of its body that was so hot that even the air was ionizing.
Those flames of light jump, flow, and rise on its surface, like an erupting blue volcano...
Nine Netherworlds looked at the black fog gathering in front of him.
The black mist is swirling around the bodies of Heavenly Emperor, Yinglong and those giant beasts. It will corrode their bodies, corrode their spirits, and block their energy transmission from the outside world.
These years were not in vain. During the countless days and nights spent in the seal, it never stopped researching.
It studied the weaknesses of those immortals, studied the rules of seals, and studied how to use the smallest force to create the greatest effect. It took a long time, but finally found a method - a method that can affect the outside world without breaking the seal.
It penetrates its own black mist into the cracks of the seal bit by bit, and accumulates on the edge of the seal bit by bit, waiting for a suitable opportunity.
Now is that time.
Then the black mist glowed blue.
Nine Netherworlds was stunned for a moment.
What the hell--Nine Netherworlds's thoughts hadn't had time to form, and intense blue light emitted from the center of the black mist.
It was like a blue supernova was born inside the black fog, pouring out billions of tons of light and heat in an instant.
Nine Netherworlds's eyes are covered in blue light.
The perspective changes to outside the seal.
White Tiger stood at the edge of the seal, his white hair blown against his body by the shock wave. His claws were still pressing in the void, and silvery white light was still pouring out from under his claws, but his body was already leaning back slightly.
It's not "wanting to retreat", but "being pushed back". The blue light that exploded from the depths of the seal was like a moving wall, pushing upward from the bottom of Nine Netherworlds, pushing everything along the way in all directions.
"Ho--".
A voice came from far away, not "telepathy".
The crimson beam of light streaked across the sky, cutting a long gap in the gray-black clouds.
The Holy Beast of the South, Vermilion Bird.
Its body was red, and its feathers looked like burning flames under the sunlight. Its wings were so big that they covered half of the sky.
It flew from the south so fast that the clouds tore a long hole behind it.
Another ray of light flew from the east. It was blue, and the light drew an arc in the air, fell on the edge of the seal, and turned into a slender figure.
Azure Dragon. Its body is dark blue and covered with fine, jade-like scales.
It has no wings, but it floats in the air as if it is standing on flat ground.
"All my old colleagues are here." Vermilion Bird's voice was high-pitched, with a casual air of "Long time no see".
Azure Dragon nodded. Its gaze retracted from the depths of the seal and fell on White Tiger and Black Tortoise.
Then it moved away from White Tiger and Black Tortoise and fell on the rapidly approaching lights of different colors in the distance.
Azure Dragon looked at the immortals who were landing and blinked deeply. "Huh? Your Majesty has already entered?"
"Yinglong is watching." White Tiger pointed towards the depth of the seal, "That's it--"
He hasn't finished speaking yet.
A blue light rises from the depths of the seal, like a pillar made of blue light, rising from the bottom of Nine Netherworlds, passing through the surging black mist, passing through the floating black mist, passing through the edge of the seal, and soaring into the sky.
A strong impact exploded from the root of the blue light pillar and spread in all directions.
The immortals who were landing were pushed back several steps by the shock wave, and some fell down directly.
Four Sacred Beasts was also knocked away by this force. White Tiger's claws plowed four ravines in the void, but his body was still sliding backwards.
Vermilion Bird's wings flapped violently, and his body turned somersaults in the air several times before he stabilized. Azure Dragon's body turned several times in the air, and his tail twitched in the air, making a crisp, whip-like sound.
Black Tortoise is the most stable - the turtle's body just shook slightly, and the snake's head retracted for a while, and then stretched out again.
"What the hell..." Vermilion Bird's voice came from a distance, with a sense of confusion.
White Tiger stood up from the ground. His four claws stood firm again, and the silver-white light poured out from under the claws and poured into the seal again.
"It's not a ghost." White Tiger's voice was deep, "It's those guys..."
Vermilion Bird tilted his head. "Guest?"
White Tiger nodded.
Azure Dragon stood nearby, looking at the blue light beam with dark green eyes.
He spoke.
"Speed up."
King Ghidorah's wings blocked his eyes.
When a bright light explodes in front of you, your body will automatically react - close your eyes and turn your head.
This is an instinct that all living things cannot resist. His three heads turned around, and his wings were blocked in front of him.
"Boss Goji, your brightness... can you tell me in advance next time?"
Godzilla has no answer.
Its mouth is still open, and the blue breath is still pouring out of its throat.
From the moment it opened its mouth, the blue beam of light never stopped.
The black mist almost dispersed from the entire area.