c2391: 1088: Shocking Massacre_3

Afterward, the world fell into a dead silence.

The "annihilation" that dissolves all things began.

Whether spiritual power or evil power, both began to "disintegrate" from the origin, and everything that was contaminated by these reverse-transforming spiritual and evil powers quietly yet irresistibly began to "dissolve," transforming into pitch-black powder.

Mountain stones turned into black dust, layer by layer dissolving.

The vegetation instantly withered into powder.

Vast stretches of mountains and rivers, like a painting, were erased by black ink, disappearing into thin air.

Countless Demon Cultivators died in an instant.

They were terrified, struggling, shouting angrily, roaring, shouting hoarsely... each with a hideous face, hysterical, yet like "ink-like figures" in a black-and-white painting, torn apart together with the painting under the terrifying force of disintegration, annihilated into ashes.

And this terrifying force of disintegration continued to multiply.

Death and extinction shrouded the world...

In the Qianxue State Boundary, all cultivators, before such a disintegration where the world darkens and mountains and rivers change color and all things become extinct, were all terrified and dumbfounded.

Whether it was the Taoist Court Officials, Sect Elders and disciples, or the cultivators who came from various places to observe the sword, the Loose Cultivators around Qianxue restless and anxious due to demon troubles... at this moment, all these cultivators raised their heads and watched this terrifying scene of disintegration devouring the world, terrified and dazed.

Even the ancestors of various aristocratic families and sects, known for their experience and wisdom, had their pupils trembling, silent.

And at the top-level of the Sword Observation Tower.

An elderly man with white hair, gazing at the scene of death and extinction on the horizon, was equally stunned and lost, with the chess piece in his hand hovering in mid-air, hanging for a long time without falling.

Finally, the chess piece fell onto the chessboard, and the elder gently sighed.

Spiritual power and evil power fused, mutually repelling and infiltrating each other, transforming and then using the force of disintegration to forcibly ’detach’ them, thus triggering a stronger force of disintegration...

At its root, what disintegrates is not the Formation, nor the spiritual or evil power.

But the "Law" where righteousness and evil mutually repel and fuse.

In other words, this is the preliminary...

"Yin-Yang reversal."

The elder couldn’t help but sigh again.

Yin and Yang is the law understood by Ancient Cultivators about the world.

All things in heaven and earth conform to the law of Yin and Yang, learning any Formation, even any Cultivation Technique, Taoist Skill, Alchemy Skill, Talismanic Magic, may gain insight into the reason of the Great Dao Yin-Yang.

But this reason is both extremely simple and extremely complex.

Especially the Formation.

This involves an extremely profound Calculation Method.

To truly utilize the force of disintegration for Yin-Yang reversal and Law stripping requires exceedingly powerful Divine Sense, tremendously vast computational power, extremely profound Formation expertise, and extremely advanced Calculation Method.

Adding patience, perseverance, and understanding, one can accurately deduce various situations after the Formation Pivot disintegrates, and the myriad changes of spiritual power, thereby precisely plan the disintegration, seamlessly managing the sequence, and secretly setting murderous intent...

The changes within this are too numerous.

Control is too precise.

The involved calculation is also too... perverse...

The elder frowned, then deeply sighed once more. This was his third sigh, and at the same time, he internally complained:

"What on earth did that young man named Zhuang teach... does he have any idea? Can he teach anything?"

"Does he even realize what ’thing’ he taught?"

What was most troublesome before was that young man Zhuang.

Alright then, now Zhuang is gone, and ten years passed, his disciple came to take over.

"Even the dead can’t rest in peace... really doesn’t let people have peace of mind..."

The elder rubbed his forehead, then turned his head to look out the window.

Outside the window, the world remained dark, the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation continued disintegrating, and annihilation power still devoured everything.

The world was chilling cold, like the Nine Nether.

The elder remained silent, a moment later his gaze grew serious, muttering almost unbelievably:

"This isn’t ’taking over’ either..."

"This immense murderous disaster... this time... how many people will have to be wiped out..."

"Zhuang back then... didn’t dare to kill like this either..."

...

Elder Master Xun also gazed out the window, after the initial shock and loss, realizing something, his face grew increasingly serious.

The Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation was shrouded in pitch black.

Within the Formation, life after life was directly erased, and increasingly more.

These lives not only included cultivators from various Demon Path sects, but also countless Demon Monsters of flesh and blood, and numerous bizarre Demon Path’s Blood Slaves, Corpse Slaves, Color Slaves, Spirit Slaves...