The Quest for Immortality Chapter 2391: Shocking Massacre (3)

Following this, a deathly hush descended upon the world.

The all-encompassing phenomenon known as 'annihilation' commenced its work.

Both spiritual power and demonic power began to 'disintegrate' from their source. Everything tainted by these reversing energies, both righteous and malevolent, started to quietly yet inexorably 'dissolve,' transforming into a deep black powder.

Mountainous rocks crumbled into dust, vanishing layer by layer.

Vegetation instantly withered, turning to powder.

Expansive landscapes, akin to a painted scroll, were effectively erased by an inky blackness, disappearing without a trace.

Innumerable Demonic Cultivators met their end in that instant.

They were gripped by terror, flailing, roaring in rage, their voices becoming hoarse shouts. Each bore a grotesque expression, their faces contorted in hysteria. They became like 'ink-drawn figures' within a monochromatic artwork, ripped apart along with the canvas by the terrifying force of disintegration, reduced to mere ashes.

And this horrifying disintegrating force only grew stronger.

Death and oblivion cast their shadow over the realm...

Within the Qianxue State Boundary, all cultivators, confronted by such a world-darkening disintegration that altered the very colors of mountains and rivers and brought about universal extinction, were left utterly terrified and dumbfounded.

Whether they were officials of the Taoist Court, Elders and disciples of various Sects, or the cultivators who had journeyed from afar to witness the sword, or even the Loose Cultivators near Qianxue who had been uneasy due to demonic incursions... at this moment, every one of these cultivators raised their heads, their gazes fixed in horror and bewilderment upon the terrifying spectacle of disintegration consuming the world.

Even the most experienced and sagacious ancestors of numerous aristocratic families and Sects found their pupils contracting, rendered speechless.

And at the uppermost level of the Sword Observation Tower.

An elder, his hair as white as snow, surveyed the horizon painted with death and extinction. He, too, was utterly stunned and lost, the chess piece he held frozen in mid-air, suspended for a prolonged period before finally descending.

At last, the stone settled onto the chessboard, and the elder emitted a soft sigh.

The fusion of spiritual and demonic powers, their mutual repulsion and interpenetration, led to a transformation. This, in turn, utilized the force of disintegration to forcibly 'detach' them, thereby unleashing an even more potent wave of disintegration...

At its core, it is not the Formation itself, nor the spiritual or demonic power, that is disintegrating.

Instead, it is the fundamental 'Law' where righteousness and evil clash and merge, only to be forcefully separated.

In essence, this represents a preliminary stage of...

'Yin-Yang reversal.'

The elder could not help but sigh once more. Yin and Yang, he mused, represented the foundational principles of the world as understood by ancient cultivators.

All existence in the heavens and earth adhered to the principles of Yin and Yang. To learn any Formation, any Cultivation Technique, Alchemy Skill, or Talismanic Magic, one might potentially gain insight into the profound reason of the Great Dao of Yin-Yang.

However, this underlying principle was simultaneously exceedingly simple and incredibly complex.

Formations, in particular, involved an exceptionally deep level of Calculation Methodology.

To effectively harness the force of disintegration for Yin-Yang reversal and the stripping of fundamental Laws demanded immensely powerful Divine Sense, staggering computational capacity, profound expertise in Formations, and an exceptionally advanced Calculation Method.

Coupled with ample patience, unwavering perseverance, and deep understanding, one could accurately predict the myriad outcomes after the disintegration of a Formation Pivot, foreseeing the countless shifts in spiritual power. This precision would allow for meticulous planning of the disintegration, seamless management of the sequence, and the covert placement of lethal traps...

The intricacies involved were immense.

The required control was excessively precise.

The calculations entailed were, in fact, utterly... perverse...

The elder knitted his brows, then let out another profound sigh. This was his third. Simultaneously, he harbored an internal grumble:

'What on earth did that young man named Zhuang teach… does he even grasp it? Is he capable of teaching anything of real substance?'

'Does he even comprehend the nature of the 'thing' he imparted?'

The most vexing element previously had been that young man, Zhuang.

And now, with Zhuang gone, ten years have passed, and his disciple has stepped forward to take his place.

'Even the deceased cannot find lasting peace… truly, one is denied tranquility…'

The elder massaged his forehead before turning his head to gaze out the window.

Beyond the glass, the world remained shrouded in darkness. The Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation continued its process of disintegration, its annihilating power relentlessly devouring all existence.

A chilling cold permeated the air, reminiscent of the Nine Netherworlds.

The elder fell silent. After a moment, his expression grew grave as he murmured, with a hint of disbelief:

'This isn't 'taking over' either…'

'This catastrophic level of murderous intent… this time… how many souls will be extinguished…'

'Zhuang, in his time… never dared to kill on such a scale…'

...

Elder Master Xun also looked out the window. Following his initial shock and disorientation, a realization began to dawn upon him, causing his face to grow increasingly serious.

The Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation was enveloped in profound darkness.

Within its confines, lives were extinguished, one after another, in escalating numbers.

These sacrificed lives were not limited to cultivators from various Demon Path sects, but also encompassed countless flesh-and-blood Demon Monsters and a multitude of bizarre Demon Path adherents such as Blood Slaves, Corpse Slaves, Color Slaves, and Spirit Slaves...

Now, all these individuals and beings were obliterated by the terrifying disintegration power – a 'Yin-Yang reversal' – unleashed by the Formation.

Whether in Qi Refinement, Foundation Establishment, or Golden Core stages, all met their demise.

Even for those within the Demon Path, the sheer volume of fatalities was immense.

Truly an overwhelming number.

This vast count caused Elder Master Xun's scalp to prickle.

The act of 'killing' is not a simple affair; it carries karma and accumulates malevolent Qi.

The more lives taken, the greater the burden of murderous disaster upon one's being.

The Evil Qi within one's Life Chart intensifies accordingly.

If the disintegration of this very Formation was indeed Mo Hua's doing, and he annihilated so many lives from the Demon Path, then his 'murderous disaster' this time would truly 'reach the heavens'.

Elder Master Xun dared not even contemplate the extent to which the furious and intense Evil Qi surrounding him would escalate, fearing that describing it as an abyss or an ocean would be no exaggeration.

This was unequivocally an unfavorable development.

The critical point was that Mo Hua, at just over twenty years of age, was now bearing a murderous disaster's Evil Qi on the scale of an ocean...

Elder Master Xun furrowed his brows, a heavy weight pressing upon his chest as worry filled his heart.

However, once a Formation collapses and the murderous disaster is unleashed, it cannot be swayed by anyone's will.

Mo Hua's current actions were akin to 'destroying corpses and obliterating traces,' 'collapsing the Formation and erasing evidence.' The disintegration power he triggered was exceedingly potent, ensuring that within the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation, almost all beings faced inevitable death.

The world experienced an extinction event, with lives being wiped out.

The souls of the deceased returned to the Nine Nether realms.

An aura of killing permeated the entire world, a bone-chilling sensation felt by nearly everyone.

Furthermore, each departed soul added a mark to Mo Hua's 'murderous disaster,' intensifying his Evil Qi by a fraction.

After an unquantifiable passage of time, dark clouds suddenly gathered on the horizon, accompanied by roaring thunder.

Elder Master Xun's complexion shifted dramatically, and all the Heaven Void Cultivators turned towards the sound, their faces etched with terror.

An aura emanating from the Heavenly Dao descended, instilling fear in every cultivator present, including those from the Heaven Void Sect.

A brilliant crimson thunderbolt streaked down from the horizon.

Instantly, it annihilated four paths of vitality.

These four paths of vitality belonged to Feather Transformation cultivators!

And this streak of crimson light was the thunder tribulation of the Heavenly Dao!

The disintegration of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation, coupled with its terrifying annihilation power, had forcefully driven four Feather Transformation beings to a precipice of death.

This also signified that within Mo Hua's unspeakable 'immense murderous disaster,' four particularly noteworthy records had been inscribed:

He had collapsed the Formation, compelling four Feather Transformation beings to their doom!