"Come out!" Evergod's words were as frosty as a glacial calamity of hell, stirring the immediate world into a shivering frenzy. From within his Internal World, the personally established spatial dimension of an Ascended being, eight auras blasted forth into the world.
From his eight major cardinal directions, each aura took a prepared position, defending him with practiced proficiency and synchronized movements. From beneath and above, a faint jointly-constructed Mystic Ward was established, perfectly defending Evergod from every direction possible. The eight auras had been thoroughly sealed, unaware of the incidents that were unfolding, awaiting Evergod's call, and as such, they reacted in a predetermined manner.
Evergod glanced at the eight auras, each at the Earthly Saint level, and each far, far stronger than the typical Ever-Knight. These were his own Alchemic Knights, forged by his diligent hands, carefully selected from the most talented cultivators and trained as a united unit that was inseparable!
They all wore uniformed fully-worn plate armor, covered from head to toe, colored in vibrant gold with eight differently colored trims for the purpose of distinction. It was impossible to determine each of their genders or races from their appearances. They gave off menacing presences, each wielding a weapon of bloody war-a claymore, a backsword, twin falchions, a kite shield and a spiked mace, a net and dagger, a bardiche, twin javelin, and a war bow with a large quiver of sparkling arrows.
Unlike the Ever-Knights that were mere throwaways of the King of Everlore, test subjects during his early years, these eight beings were Godforged Pill Knights. They had followed Evergod since his ascension to a Mortal Sovereign Alchemist, the greatest product of tens of thousands of years of devoted effort.
At the center of each plate armor's torso was a single pill with various Mystic Runes swimming within. Each pill was of the Mystic-Earth grade, and they were suppressed, yet there was an exquisitely beautiful formation at the center of their torso that was greatly faded, barely capable of being discerned, that existed with the pills as their central focus.
"Eut!" Evergod shouted strangely, issuing a command. The eight Godforge Pill Knights reacted as if by instinct, and they proceeded to merge their Mystic Auras. By doing so, hundreds of thousands of Mystic Runes manifested into beings, capable of stirring entire worlds, shocking the Grand Cyclic Stellar Region a thousand times over.
Their unity was...
From afar, sitting upon a throne in the Aeternal Sky Domain, the sole imperialistic entity with eyes as majestic as the endless starry skies, harnessing the greatest authority and power of the Aeternal Sky Starfield, lifted their lowered heads as their gazes seemingly ignored all concept of distance, observing the situation unfolding in the Earthbound Wave Stellar Region.
From within their starry pupils, nine flickering wisps of flames ignited of varying sizes, with the center wisp being slightly larger than the other eight. "What are you doing, Evergod?" The existence slowly rose from their throne, their voice a little taken aback.
Within the All-Fury Starfield of the Grand Cyclic Stellar Region, the violet-robed figure of Trueborn stared at their ghastly mirror with a little mirth in their eyes. "Are you trying to wake that creature? How foolish."
Within the Rainbow World Starfield, tending to a few gorgeous human-sized unbloomed roses, each possessing one of seven colors, ranging from the color spectrum of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet. They each exuded a uniquely fragrant scent and painted the world with an indescribable beauty.
Within each unblocked rose was a spherical radiant outline resembling a Solar Star. They exuded no heat, gravity, or aura, seemingly thoroughly sealed into each. However, they did exude a faint sign of life that was indicative of soul-bearing lifeforms.
Xia Jia, the unfathomably youthful leader of the Rainbow World Alliance, was brightly smiling as she moved from each rose, shearing off the overgrown thorns, but leaving those that were still in the process of growth.
Suddenly, her eyes released a soft rainbow light. She lifted her head slightly, gazing at the vast Dark Void, yet her eyes and direction were perfectly centered on Evergod's location. She pouted her peach-colored lips, "What recklessness!" She chided Evergod with her words, and then the oldest living Blessed of the Sealed Region gently sighed aloud.
"Must you cause so much trouble for us?" She looked away, her gaze focusing on the Aeternal Sky Solar Star, and she softly spoke words that overlaid ten times vocally, giving one a strange feeling, saying: "Did you not warn him?"
From seemingly nowhere, a voice descended upon her, rippling out like a tidal wave of sound. It was imposing, yet not overly terrifying. It was mystifying, yet easily understood. It was comforting, yet frighteningly cold.
"He's not qualified."
This response caused Xia Jia to roll her eyes, producing a shockingly cute scene, no longer bothering herself with this matter. Whether that thing made a move or not, it wouldn't affect her.
Wei Wuyin's hands, mouth, sight, and other body parts were entirely occupied. To Evergod's current actions, he did not react as he was focused on the battle before him-a tag-team coordination by Yang Chaoyue and Wu Jinyan. Much to their dismay, they were on the losing end of their tag-team battle. But for their bodies, hearts, and cultivations, they were howling in victory.
The hundreds of thousands of Mystic Runes conjoined together, merging into a singular United Mystic Aura that began to greatly exceed the limitations of an Earthly Saint. If, by standards of cultivation, all cultivation stages had a typical pinnacle classification of power, then this Aura exceeded the pinnacle classification of an Earthly Saint!
Their formation-united power began to affect the world itself.
The world that was silently screeching, thrumming, and quivering, that only a select few could notice; the world that was guarded, protected, and sealed; the world that not even those who were born here could sense through conventional means, restricted from accessing as they were bound.
The reason why terrifying such as the Trueborn's leader who possessed Mystic Heart Intent couldn't be considered genuine! Why Wei Wuyin warned not to exhaust their lifespan pointlessly on that day!
This portion of the world was being affected by the power of not one, not two, but four 7th Runic Ascendant Earthly Saints and four 8th Runic Ascendant Earthly Saints working in tandem!
"Shatter!" Evergod ordered; his words came off as absolute, and he fully intended to use their combined power to devastate the spatial trap he found himself in, exposing the creature, and hopefully dealing it a devastating blow.
Unfortunately...
Unfortunately...
Very, very unfortunate...
His actions had instigated the beginning of an awakening; the Spirit, the Warden, the Serpent, whatever you may call it, began to emerge. Its body slowly became exposed, breaching from the folds of chaotic space, entering into the actual dimensional layer of the Sealed Regions.
It was like a shark slowly rising from the folds of space. The first thing one saw was the pointed scales. The gargantuan scales. The sharp, mountainous scales. They trembled faintly, almost as if they were vibrating. Then, they saw its snakeskin that were beautifully overlapped scales together bringing a form of unity and naturalism to it. And lastly, the light-grey irises of its eyes, resembled that of a dragon, with vertical pupils that felt as if it could rip across creation with a single gaze.
"...!" Evergod's eyes proceeded to widen, and the raging auras of his Godforged Pill Knights started to grow sluggish, the Mystic Runes were embroiled in the abnormally spontaneous increase in spatial density as if each flying rune was trudging through tons of hardened mud. This sight could still the beating heart of any Ascended being.
And for these nine, it most certainly had.
"A worm?" One of the Godforged Pill Knights said in their stupor, revealing their identity as a feminine-voice possessing Earthly Saint.
"A snake?" Another added to that comment as if unable to stop the ongoing momentum started from the first Godforged Pill Knight's words. This was a masculine voice, typical in tone, without any special inflections.
"It's a demon?!" The third Godforged Pill Knight breathily exclaimed, violently tightening the grip around their bardiche's shaft.
A unique form of fear birthed itself in their hearts, minds, and souls, and they sweated ferociously within their plate armor, regardless of their gender, age, or cultivation bases.
Evergod was no different, his heart pounding with the ferocity of a thousand war drums.
He had lived the longest out of the nine, had the greatest degree of experience, and was the most informed and learned of the group, so his brain instantly went to work, connecting the dots of his acquired knowledge to the appearance of this creature.
"A Wyrm?!"
They each got a few words off. Only one or two, most of which were instinctual whimpers or astonished observations. But only that.
The wyrm before them, whose serpentine body, legless and wingless, grey-scaled with two lines of protruding scales that felt as sharp as razors, each vibrating violently, moved. Its long body stretched for over 180,000 kilometers, while flatly laid, it stood easily at a thousand kilometers in height.
They saw its sharp, long, pointy, and viciously deadly teeth.
Then...
There was no then.
When it moved, its speed was something not even Worldly Saints could react to. They vanished within the shadows of its toothy maw. The brief glimpse of its bodily visage was all they were blessed to see. Helpless as they could only allow their worlds to darken, their Mystic Runes shattering into dust, and their conjoined aura snuffed out like a measly flame before a raging hurricane.
Swallowed.
The world immediately rejoiced!
It no longer screeched, thrummed, or shivered!
Yet the Wyrm did not vanish; its eyes of light-grey irises and jet-black vertical pupils whirled about, landing upon the visual beauty that was Baby Defiant. Its gargantuan body twisted, slithering through the Dark Void's spatial energies as if it was a body of water, generating endless ripples that disturbed the dimensions of chaotic and fixed space.
It was incredibly slow, but its approach could be seen by all those with astonishing visual powers. It was like the ancient times, as those from planets and flat continental earths could see it swimming above the skies and amongst the stars.
The Spirit.
The Warden.
The Serpent.
Today, the legendary myth awoke.
