290: Chapter 290 The Mutant Thunder and Fire Displays Their Power! Golden Bones at the Bottom of the Altar!

Deep within the Purple-Gold Divine Temple, a White Jade Altar stood quietly.

In the very center of the altar, a Diamond-shaped Crystal Core emitted terrifying spatial fluctuations.

Around it sat three Purple-Gold Thunder Puppets cross-legged, their surfaces flowing with a layer of heart-palpitating deep blue electric light.

Su Yang's gaze was like a torch, staring at the Diamond-shaped Crystal Core in the center.

"This thing is the power heart of the warship. Once we take it back and install it, this spaceship will be completely reborn."

Just as he finished speaking, Su Yang took a step forward, his right foot stepping onto the white jade stairs.

Ka ka ka...

The three Purple-Gold Puppets, which had been like dead objects, seemed to sense the intruder's invasion and actually twisted their stiff necks simultaneously.

Three pairs of eyes, condensed from the pure Thunder Origin, snapped open!

Boom!

Three terrifying pressures, comparable to the Middle Stage of Soul Transformation, were like three ten-thousand-zhang mountains, instantly weighing down on everyone's heads.

The air in the entire underground divine temple was completely sucked dry, and the surrounding white jade pillars even showed fine cracks.

"What a fierce and brave pressure!"

Bai Li's elegant brows furrowed slightly.

Although Qin Xueji had already reached Core Formation, she still felt it hard to breathe under the pressure of the three Middle Stage Soul Transformation Puppets, her delicate body unable to stop trembling slightly.

She gripped the corner of her clothes tightly, her beautiful eyes filled with worry.

"Boss, be careful! These three Puppets are cast entirely from Upper Realm Purple-Gold Divine Iron; they are indestructible and feel no pain, they will only fight to the death!" Qin Xueji warned.

Chu Ling's ice-blue long dress fluttered as she stepped forward, blocking Su Yang's side.

"Just some iron lumps that don't feel pain. Boss, let me freeze them into ice sculptures and smash them into pieces!"

Chu Ling's entire body erupted with bone-chilling Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Cold Qi, eager to try.

Mary also flapped her black bat wings, two blood-colored blades condensing in her hands as she stuck out her pink tongue to lick her lips: "Although these hard iron blocks have no blood to suck, tearing them apart must be very stress-relieving. I'm going in too!"

Su Yang reached out his hands, pressing down on the two women's shoulders from left and right, pulling them back behind him.

"Everyone, back off. I just absorbed the thunder marrow, so I'll use these three iron tortoises for practice and test the power of the Mutated Pure Yang True Fire."

With his hands in his casual pants pockets, Su Yang ascended the stairs alone, slowly walking toward the White Jade Altar.

"Intruders of the Thunder Tomb shall be executed without mercy!"

The three Purple-Gold Puppets simultaneously emitted an emotionless mechanical roar.

Shua! Shua! Shua!

The three behemoths instantly sprang up from the ground.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, each conjuring a Thunderous Giant Sword several zhang long in their hands.

With ear-piercing sonic booms that tore through the Void Realm, they slashed down at Su Yang's head in a triangular Formation!

The three swords combined, blocking all of Su Yang's paths of retreat.

Before the blades even fell, the sharp Thunder Sword Qi had already plowed three bottomless ravines into the hard white jade floor.

The entire temple teetered under this massive force, as if it would completely collapse in the next second.

Facing a combined attack capable of instakilling Cultivators of the same rank, Su Yang stood tall and straight like a pine tree.

"Scrap metal, how dare you show off your meager skills before a master."

Su Yang pulled his right hand out of his pocket and suddenly clenched his fingers into a fist.

Boom!!!

A brand-new, transformed, terrifying power erupted from within Su Yang.

It was no longer just the single golden Pure Yang True Fire.

This time, within the brilliant golden flames, countless purple-blue destructive electric arcs were crazily roaming!

The most rigid and yang Pure Yang Qi perfectly fused with the domineering and peerless nine heavens thunder marrow, emitting a world-destroying power capable of incinerating the entire starry sky.

A violent heatwave instantly swept through the surroundings.

Baking the white jade pillars in the temple until their surfaces melted.

Facing the three Thunderous Giant Swords slashing down, Su Yang boldly threw a punch.

"Shatter for me!"

A massive fist radiance interwoven with gold and purple.

Like an ancient wild dragon roaring out of the sea, it slammed fiercely into the three giant swords.

There was no world-shaking explosion, only a scalp-numbing sound of melting.

Cila!

The three giant swords condensed from pure Thunder Law were instantly evaporated into white smoke by the violent high temperature the moment they touched the Mutated Pure Yang True Fire.

This power not only melted the blades but also flowed upstream along the hilts, spreading to the arms of the three Puppets.

The fist radiance's momentum remained undiminished, smashing into the chest of the first Puppet directly in front like dry weeds being crushed.

"Bang!"

The Purple-Gold Divine Iron shell, claimed to be invulnerable to blades and spears and unable to be harmed even slightly by top-tier Magic Treasures, was like a fragile block of tofu under Su Yang's punch, instantly shattering into pieces.

Huge purple-gold parts flew everywhere.

Slamming into the temple walls like hidden weapons, creating deep pits.

A single punch instakilled a Divine Iron Puppet of the Middle Stage Soul Transformation!

The remaining two Puppets knew no fear.

Waving their mangled arms, they flanked Su Yang from the left and right.

The Formation cores within them operated at full speed, attempting to unleash a suicidal strike.

"Too slow."

Su Yang sneered, his figure turning into a gold-and-purple lightning bolt, instantly piercing through the pincer attack of the two Puppets.

In mid-air, Su Yang struck out from both sides, his legs like two indestructible steel whips, carrying sharp whistles that tore through the air as they lashed against the heads of the two Puppets.

Kacha! Kacha!

Two crisp sounds rang out simultaneously.

The two incredibly hard purple-gold heads were forcefully kicked off their necks.

Spinning through the air like two balls.

Finally slamming heavily onto the edge of the white jade square, shattering into pieces.

The headless torsos swayed twice before collapsing with a boom, making the ground tremble violently.

The three Middle Stage Soul Transformation guardian Puppets didn't even last half an incense stick's time before Su Yang, turning into a pile of useless scrap metal on the ground.

"This... it's over just like that?"

Qin Xueji stood behind, her cherry lips wide open in disbelief.

She knew well the terror of Soul Transformation beings.

But in her boss's hands, it was as easy as chopping vegetables.

Chu Ling and Mary looked at each other, both seeing the shock in the other's eyes.

Their boss's mutated True Fire had increased in power by more than several times!

Such a crushing display of violence was truly blood-boiling to watch.

Mary flapped her black bat wings and flew forward.

She reached out a fair finger and poked the scattered purple-gold parts on the ground.

"What a pity, I originally wanted to take a couple of pieces back to use as whetstones, but the boss smashed them all out of shape. But the way the boss punched just now was so cool!"

Mary's crimson eyes were full of infatuation, wishing she could immediately dive into Su Yang's arms.

Bai Li's purple eyes rippled as she gently swayed her fan, a proud smile on her world-toppling face.

"Hubby's Pure Yang Body was already domineering, and now that it's fused with the nine heavens thunder marrow, there are probably very few bodies in the world that can withstand one of his punches. If these three Puppets were placed in the outside world, they would be enough to sweep through a major sect; they were just unlucky today."

Su Yang brushed the dust off his hands and walked to the center of the altar.

He reached out his right hand and grabbed the Diamond-shaped Crystal Core floating in mid-air.

The crystal core felt warm in his hand, with an exceptionally massive dual Origin energy of space and thunder flowing inside.

This energy seemed to have a life of its own, pulsing slightly in Su Yang's palm.

With a thought, Su Yang sent this main cannon core directly into his inner world.

Within the Sea of Consciousness.

The incomparably massive demon-slaughtering starship was quietly docked on the white jade square.

As the Diamond-shaped Crystal Core returned to its place, the entire warship suddenly erupted with a blinding purple-gold light.

The originally dim defensive Formation patterns on the ship's hull lit up one after another, as if injected with fresh blood.

In the warship's control tower, Lei Kuang felt the familiar fluctuations and was so excited that he burst into tears, kneeling directly on the ground.

"The main cannon core has returned! The warship is fully revived! With this core, the Starship's main cannon can charge and fire the 'Nine Heavens Annihilation Death Light', one shot being enough to pierce through spatial barriers! Master's Divine Might is peerless!"

Su Yang's Divine Sense nodded with satisfaction in the inner world and then quickly withdrew.

Outside, in the underground temple.

Su Yang was just about to turn around and lead the women away.

Suddenly!

Rumble...

Without the Diamond-shaped Crystal Core to suppress it, a dull sound of turning mechanisms suddenly came from within the White Jade Altar.

The entire altar began to vibrate violently, as if some gargantuan object was about to burst from the ground.

The white jade slab in the center of the altar actually slid open to both sides, revealing a bottomless black square passage.

An aura even more ancient and weathered than the nine heavens thunder marrow, mixed with thick dust of ages, drifted out from the depths of the passage.

Su Yang stopped, his eyes narrowing as he stared intently at the deep entrance of the passage.

"Boss, there seems to be something down there. The aura is very strange."

Chu Ling floated forward, a hint of vigilance in her ice-blue eyes as her cold Qi quietly circulated.

Su Yang didn't say much, directly activating the Mutated Pure Yang True Fire.

A gold-and-purple fireball flew from his hand, falling straight down the passage and instantly lighting up the interior.

By the light of the fire, everyone finally saw the scene at the bottom of the passage.

At the end of the passage was a small secret chamber.

The surrounding walls were covered with sacrificial totems from ancient times, exuding endless mystery and solemnity.

On a stone platform in the center of the secret chamber sat a skeleton emitting a faint golden light!

Although the skeleton had gone through countless years, it showed no sign of decay; fine golden runes were carved on every bone, flowing with an eternal supreme pressure.

The skeleton's hands were folded over its knees, and between its finger bones, it tightly gripped a palm-sized, entirely blood-red ancient token.

On the surface of the token was carved a lifelike character for "Heaven", the strokes vigorous and powerful, exuding a sharp aura that could slice through the sky.

What was hair-raising was that this blood-red token was like a living heart, emitting a faint red light pulsation at an exceptionally slow frequency.

With every pulse, it caused subtle ripples in the surrounding space.

At the moment the gold-and-purple firelight illuminated the secret chamber.

The skeleton's tightly closed jaw suddenly opened and closed.

An emotionless, cold voice that seemed to have crossed countless eras exploded directly in the minds of Su Yang and the others.

"He who holds the heavenly token shall activate the Guidance Formation and enter the Ancient Path to Immortality!"