Chapter 481: The Mushroom Cloud Born from the Netherworld Nuclear Explosion

Taiyin Shengnu, you're happy too early!

At this moment, the Tiger King let out a heaven-shaking roar, and in his bronze-mirror-like round eyes flashed a resolute light, causing the Ten Thousand Soul Banner Command Flag atop his head to shoot up into the sky.

Tiger Order brothers, activate- Netherworld Fission Grand Formation-!

Following the Tiger King's command, countless Earth cultivators responded, the Ten Thousand Soul Banners in their hands likewise rose into the air, spinning wildly.

These Ten Thousand Soul Banners formed a pitch-black cloud layer in the night sky, spinning and emitting ghostly wails and wolf howls, as if countless resentful spirits were struggling within.

Rumble……

Each rotation sent vast amounts of black mist pouring from the banners, the mist filled with resentment and deathly qi, behaving like living things as they entwined and eroded whatever they touched.

Within the black mist, countless fierce ghosts' faces flickered in and out, their eyes flashing with an eerie green light, their mouths emitting bone-chilling screeches, driven by the black mist of the Ten Thousand Soul Banners, forming in the high-speed sky a rippling, ultra-fast spiral ring cloud.

Within the ring cloud, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, shrouded by the ferocious Yin Cha cold wind; the mighty pressure even blotted out the stars in the firmament.

The cultivators of Taiyin Shengdi faced this sudden terrifying scene, their bodies involuntarily shuddering, their hearts filled with intense fear.

Boom……

The ghost cloud that filled the firmament spun at extreme speed; now only a black light fixed in a spiral could be seen hovering in the sky, terrifying lightning raging violently, and rips of torn void spread between heaven and earth.

Seeing this, the Golden Peng King's eyes flashed with a grim light.

Peng Order brothers, activate- Netherworld Fission Grand Formation-!

Following his command, the remaining Earth cultivators hurled their Ten Thousand Soul Banners into the sky.

The Ten Thousand Soul Banners spun in the opposite direction in the air.

Woo……

Above the sky, the spinning of the Ten Thousand Soul Banners stirred gusts of yin wind, as if opening the gate to the Netherworld.

The dark banner surfaces gleamed with an eerie light under the moonlight, each spin seeming to summon beings from another realm.

The surrounding air began to grow viscous, as if soaked in an intangible fear, suppressing to the point of breathlessness.

As the Ten Thousand Soul Banners' rotation accelerated, the clouds in the sky were churned into endless tumbling, forming a massive vortex.

At the vortex's center, darkness as thick as ink loomed, seeming to devour all light.

Suddenly, piercing shrieks echoed from the vortex—the howls of resentful spirits and fierce ghosts imprisoned within the Ten Thousand Soul Banners, their voices filled with pain and fury, making listeners' hearts tremble.

On the ground, the cultivators of Taiyin Shengdi felt an unprecedented fear.

They gazed at the Ten Thousand Soul Banners in the sky, and a wordless panic welled up in their hearts.

Those Ten Thousand Soul Banners seemed like messengers of the Death God, bearing endless death and destruction, seeking to drag them into infinite darkness.

Under the summons of the Ten Thousand Soul Banners, countless resentful spirits and fierce ghosts began to surge from the vortex, their forms twisted, visages ferocious, eyes flashing with an eerie green light.

These ghosts fluttered through the air, emitting sharp cries; like a locust plague, wherever they passed, everything was shrouded in fear and death.

Although the cultivators of Taiyin Shengdi's hearts were filled with fear, under Xi Yi Fu's lead they began to form a formation, preparing to meet the impending attack.

However, facing such a terrifying scene, even the bravest cultivators could not help but feel despair.

The vortex in the sky grew ever larger, the Ten Thousand Soul Banners' spin ever faster, and the entire battlefield was shrouded in a terrifying aura.

Bang……

Following the Golden Peng King's command.

The Ten Thousand Soul Banners controlled by the Earth cultivators spun in the opposite direction in the air, forming a strange symmetry with the forward-spinning Ten Thousand Soul Banners released by the Tiger Order Earth cultivators.

These banners seemed to become the gateways between two different worlds, one side light and order, the other side chaos and turmoil.

The forward- and reverse-spinning Ten Thousand Soul Banners met in the sky, forming a massive energy vortex.

Countless wandering souls and savage ghosts, drawn by the two forces, began to undergo ultra‑high‑speed collisions at the vortex's center.

Bang bang……

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of wandering souls and savage ghosts collided, each impact accompanied by piercing shrieks and mournful howls, as if the pain and anger of two worlds were concentrating and erupting at this moment.

As the wandering souls and savage ghosts continually collided and annihilated, a terrifying power began to coalesce at the vortex's center.

This power carried the aura of annihilating everything, it warped space and even made the flow of time unstable.

The clouds in the sky were dispersed by this power, revealing a deep, dark night sky, as if it were the gateway to an endless abyss.

On the ground, the cultivators of Taiyin Shengdi felt the threat of this power.

Their magical power seemed insignificant before this force.

Xi Yi Fu and the other elders swiftly organized a defensive formation, attempting to block this power that was about to erupt.

However, as more and more wandering souls and savage ghosts were annihilated in the vortex, that terrifying power continued to grow.

It began to spread outward from the vortex's center, forming wave after wave of black shockwaves.

Wherever these shockwaves passed, everything was devoured—whether rock, tree, or the cultivators' magical barriers, none could withstand their erosion.

Under Xi Yi Fu's lead, the cultivators of Taiyin Shengdi began to chant ancient incantations, attempting to counter this destructive force with Taiyin power.

But after the violent collisions of the wandering souls and savage ghosts, the vortex's center burst forth with a dazzling black beam of light. This beam, like a sword, shot straight to the heavens, tearing the entire night sky in half.

Then, an unparalleled surge of energy erupted from the vortex's center, sweeping outward in all directions.

Under the impact of this force, the cultivators of Taiyin Shengdi were tossed about like leaves in the wind.

Their bodies tumbled through the air, their magical power nearly exhausted at this moment.

Boom……

Above the battlefield, the activation of the Netherworld Fission Grand Formation brought an unimaginably terrifying sight.

Under the guidance of the forward- and reverse-spinning Ten Thousand Soul Banners, the wandering souls and savage ghosts were as if swept into a bottomless vortex.

Their speed grew ever greater, until finally, in the continual mutual collisions of high‑speed rotation, they were reduced to nothing.

Each collision of wandering souls and savage ghosts was like two stars smashing together in the universe, releasing unimaginable power.

These forces did not scatter, but were guided by the formation's mysterious power, converging toward the void's center.

After countless collisions and annihilations accumulated, these forces coalesced in the blink of an eye into a massive black sun.

This black sun star is not the source of light; it is formed by the condensation of resentment and deathly power of countless wandering souls and ghosts, a manifestation of netherworld power.

Explosions constantly occur on the sun star; each explosion is a fission reaction produced by the ultra‑high‑speed collision of rapidly rotating wandering souls and ghosts.

These fission reactions occur like a chain, repeatedly triggering inside the sun star and releasing ever more terrifying power.

This power shakes heaven and earth, distorting the surrounding space and even making the flow of time twisted.

The existence of the black sun star is like a time bomb that could at any moment trigger even more catastrophic consequences.

Its emitted dark aura envelops the entire battlefield in a fear of impending doom.

The cultivators of Taiyin Shengdi witnessed all this, their hearts filled with shock and helplessness.

If action is not taken swiftly, this power will destroy everything, including what they cherish.

Upon thinking of opposing this terrifying power, Xi Yi Fu's eyelids twitched.

She gritted her teeth and raised the "Nine Yang Scorching Heaven Mirror," began chanting an ancient incantation, attempting to counter the destructive force of the Netherworld Fission Grand Formation with Taiyin power.

As Xi Yi Fu chanted, the cultivators of Taiyin Shengdi also responded, pouring their mana into her incantation to form powerful spells.

These spells converged in the air, forming a massive light pillar that shot straight toward the black sun star.

Through the joint efforts of the Taiyin Shengdi cultivators, the light pillar pressed down upon the black sun star.

However, the power of the Netherworld Fission Grand Formation was too great; although the Taiyin Shengdi cultivators exerted their utmost, they still could not completely destroy the black sun star.

"Boom—"

At the core of the Netherworld Fission Grand Formation, the black sun star formed from the death and collision of countless wandering souls and ghosts emitted a terrifying pulse that made hearts race.

Its appearance was like a huge star hanging in the firmament; its overwhelming pressure seemed capable of suppressing all things in the world, filling the Taiyin Shengdi cultivators with unprecedented panic.

The cultivators of Taiyin Shengdi, who daily cultivate their minds and strive to reach the realm of a heart like still water, had their spirits thoroughly shaken under the deterrence of that netherworld sun star.

Even Xi Yi Fu, facing this scene, felt a chill rising from deep within her heart.

The first thought that flashed through her mind was actually to flee this terrifying place.

However, Xi Yi Fu quickly suppressed that impulse.

As the Holy Maiden of Taiyin Shengdi, she knew she could not show any retreat at this moment.

She took a deep breath, strove to calm herself, and began seeking a way to cope with this terrifying power.

"Don't panic!" Xi Yi Fu's voice echoed across the battlefield; although her voice trembled, she still strove to remain composed: "We must not let fear control our minds; we must find a way to oppose this power!"

Although the power of the netherworld sun star is great, it is absolutely not limitless.

As long as we can find its weakness, there is a chance to defeat it.

"Bang—"

However, the power of the netherworld sun star is too great; each explosion releases world‑destroying energy, and the defensive formations of the Taiyin Shengdi cultivators appear fragile before it.

"Boom—"

The netherworld black sun reached a critical point in the sky; its internal fission reaction peaked, and in a heaven‑shaking explosion it released all the energy it had accumulated.

A gigantic mushroom cloud rose from the core of the sun star, shooting straight to the horizon; its top resembled a sword that pierced the firmament.

As the explosion occurred, colossal tornadoes sprang up, centered on the sun star and spreading in all directions.

These tornadoes differ from natural storms; they are formed purely of netherworld power, their rotation carrying the aura of death and destruction.

Wherever the tornadoes passed, all matter was mercilessly torn apart, reduced to dust.

Before this power, the cultivators of Taiyin Shengdi appeared utterly insignificant, they didn't even have a chance to resist.

Many cultivators, swept up by the tornadoes, had their bodies and mana rapidly disintegrate into nothingness.

Their spells and Dharma Implements were useless against this power, easily destroyed like fragile toys.

Xi Yi Fu witnessed all this; her heart was filled with sorrow and anger.

If action is not taken swiftly, the entirety of Taiyin Shengdi will be completely erased in this disaster.

She gripped the "Nine Yang Scorching Heaven Mirror" tightly; although she knew hope was slim, she still refused to give up.

"Come close to me!" Xi Yi Fu shouted loudly, her voice carrying a hint of resolve: "Focus your strength; perhaps there is still a sliver of hope!"

The cultivators of Taiyin Shengdi, responding to Xi Yi Fu's call, began to gather around her.

Scattered strength is useless before this disaster; only by uniting can there be a chance to find survival.

Xi Yi Fu lifted the "Nine Yang Scorching Heaven Mirror" above her head and began chanting the most powerful incantation.

At that moment her mana was pushed to the limit; the mirror's surface began to emit dazzling light, attempting to form a protective shield at the tornado's center.

As the chant progressed, the shield gradually formed; its light wavered under the impact of netherworld power but held firm without breaking.

Under this shield, the Taiyin Shengdi cultivators temporarily avoided the tornado's direct impact.

However, the explosion of the netherworld sun star did not cease; its interior continued to undergo fission reactions, releasing ever greater energy.

Xi Yi Fu and the Taiyin Shengdi cultivators knew this shield could not last forever; they must quickly find a way to escape.

"Crack—"

The destructive force unleashed by the netherworld sun star's explosion far surpassed the imagination of the Taiyin Shengdi cultivators.

Although they exerted their utmost, before the violent power their resistance seemed utterly insignificant.

As the Holy Maiden of Taiyin Shengdi, although she possessed great power and firm will, she could not withstand this destructive force.

With the explosion of the netherworld sun star, the gigantic mushroom cloud and tornadoes swept across the entire battlefield, erasing all traces of life.

The cultivators of Taiyin Shengdi, including Xi Yi Fu, all failed to escape calamity.

Their forms were torn apart in the tornadoes, their souls dissipated in the radioactive undulations, ultimately turning to dust that scattered with the wind.

On the battlefield, there was utter silence.

Longling stood before the cultivators of Black City; the Black Dragon Clan Chief's gaze pierced the distant enormous black abyss, his eyes filled with terrifying emotion.

Even he had never anticipated that the true power of the Netherworld Fission Grand Formation would be so astonishing.

That black sun was like a herald of doom, devouring all vitality.

The cultivators of Black City were accustomed to battle and slaughter in daily life, but at this moment they were also deeply shaken by the sight before them.

Their throats involuntarily swallowed, the color drained from their faces, leaving them deathly pale.

Many had never experienced a disaster of this scale, nor seen such a desperate power.

The entire battlefield, aside from those black Myriad Souls Banners still fluttering in the air, showed no trace of life. The cultivators of Taiyin Shengdi, including that Taiyin Holy Maiden Xi Yifu who once dominated a region, have all vanished into that endless darkness.

Only this land, eroded by dark power, remained to bear witness to what had just occurred.

The surrounding demon cultivators had survived, but the fear in their hearts could not be quelled.

If not for the critical defensive power of Longling taking effect, they might also have become sacrifices beneath that black sun.

"Netherworld Rending Grand Formation, is this truly the power of the Myriad Souls Banner?" Heifeng's voice trembled, piercing the cultivators' eardrums; the demise of the Taiyin Shengdi cultivators is testament to the terrifying crisis of the Myriad Souls Banner.