Ropes of Flesh
Han Rong watched with bated breath as the symbols stopped and the magic circle's color changed to orange. And while he was thinking about how to interpret this strange happening they began moving for the 4th time.
This time it turned bright red indicating Hao Xuan's association with hell but the symbols didn't stay there for long.
The fifth color was bright golden which he had only heard about before and never actually seen in person.
'T-This could only happen if a person was touched by a True God belonging to one of the Ten High Heavens. How is that-'
And then finally it changed for the last time and stayed there. But the color this time was pitch black, the color of the darkest of voids.
Flabbergasted, Han Rong stared at the magic circle for what felt like an eternity trying to come up with a logical explanation nothing made sense.
'Chaos. He has been touched by Chaos.'