47: Chapter 47 Sorry, the special effects were a bit over the top!

Li Tianxing's strongest attack not only failed to injure the opponent in the slightest, but even his natal Flying Sword was shattered out of thin air.

This scene became the final straw that broke the camel's back, completely shattering the psychological defenses of all the demonic Cultivators.

Even a Nascent Soul Ancestor was defeated so decisively, so thoroughly.

If they, these small fries, rushed up, what point would there be other than throwing their lives away?

"Run!"

It was unknown who let out a shrill, distorted scream.

In an instant, the overwhelming demonic army collapsed completely.

They threw away their armor and weapons, turned around, and ran, wishing their parents had given them two extra legs, frantically trying to escape this terrifying man who made them feel suffocated.

However, how could Su Changge let them run away so easily?

"The leeks haven't been harvested yet, why are you running?"

He scoffed to himself.

His gaze fell upon the three Nascent Soul Ancestors who were equally deathly pale and preparing to slip away in the chaos, and a cold arc curled at the corners of his mouth.

"Did I, this seat, say you could leave?"

The voice was calm, without a ripple.

Yet this calm voice falling into the ears of Li Tianxing, Ghost Granny, and Elder Xuehe caused their bodies to stiffen suddenly, their blood almost freezing.

They turned their heads in terror, their pupils suddenly contracting.

Su Changge's figure, unknown when, had already appeared behind them, so close it felt as if one could reach out and pat their shoulders.

"Se... Senior!"

Elder Xuehe's legs went weak, and he was the first to kneel down with a thud, his forehead smashing hard against the ground, kowtowing like a pestle pounding garlic.

"Senior, spare me! This Junior... this Junior was forced! This Junior never thought of being an enemy of Senior from start to finish. I... I didn't even make a move just now!"

His guts turned green with regret.

If he had known, he shouldn't have been afraid of death; he should have tried his best to dissuade Li Tianxing in the strategy tent.

Now it was too late; he couldn't run even if he wanted to.

Li Tianxing and Ghost Granny were also deathly pale; they knew very well that in front of such an existence, running away was just a joke.

The two looked at each other in despair, their eyes erupting with final madness and determination.

Fighting alone meant certain death!

The only chance of survival was to join forces and set up the strongest combined attack Formation; even if they could only trap him for a single breath, it would be a chance at survival!

"Do it!"

Li Tianxing roared, and he and Ghost Granny simultaneously formed hand seals, their remaining Devilish Qi inside them pouring out without reservation.

"Nine Nether Purgatory Formation!"

Following their roar, a thick, ink-like black Qi spread wildly from beneath their feet, instantly turning the area within a hundred zhang into a dead zone.

Countless painful wails and shrill screams exploded from within the black Qi.

One after another, wronged Souls and fierce ghosts, condensed from resentment and Evil Qi, emerged in the black Qi, baring fangs and brandishing claws as they lunged towards Su Changge, who was at the center of the Formation.

Inside the entire Formation, cold winds howled and ghosts cried, and the air was filled with a sinister, poisonous Death Qi capable of corroding the Divine Soul.

This "Nine Nether Purgatory Formation" was the ultimate trump card of the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Hehuan Sect, requiring two Nascent Soul Cultivators to join forces to activate.

Once set up, the Formation became a Purgatory of its own; even if a Late Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator were trapped, they would be worn to death by the endless wronged Souls and fierce ghosts, ultimately resulting in the destruction of the Divine Soul and never being able to reincarnate!

"Little Martial Ancestor!"

The Taixuan Sect Disciples in the distance saw Su Changge swallowed by that terrifying black Qi, and their hearts all jumped into their throats, exclaiming in shock.

The aura emitted by that Formation, just by looking at it from afar, made their Souls tremble uncontrollably.

However, inside the Formation, Su Changge, who was in the center of the ten thousand ghosts, felt... hmm, a bit cool.

[Ding! Negative sensory environment detected, automatically shielded for you.]

[Current environment simulation: constant temperature space, physically comfortable.]

Su Changge looked at the baring-fanged and claw-brandishing wronged Souls and fierce ghosts around him, whose special effects were quite realistic, and not only was he not the least bit nervous, but he began to evaluate them with great interest.

"The sound effects of the ghosts howling are a bit noisy, like a wet market."

He shook his head, feeling it was time to end this farce.

When dealing with this kind of evil, crooked stuff, what kind of special effect is most appropriate?

He moved his thoughts.

"System, [Buddha's Light Illuminates Everywhere] special effect, set to maximum."

[Ding! [Buddha's Light Illuminates Everywhere MAX Version] activated. emotion points consumed: 200,000 points.]

The next moment, just when Li Tianxing and Ghost Granny thought Su Changge was doomed and were preparing to catch their breath.

Within that black fog, which was so thick it couldn't be dispersed, a point of golden light suddenly lit up.

That golden light was initially just a dot, but in an instant, it expanded infinitely, becoming brighter and brighter, more and more incandescent!

A vast golden sun, as if intending to tear apart this fake Purgatory, rose slowly!

"Namo, He La Da Na, Duo La Ye Ye..."

Solemn, dignified, and grand Sanskrit chanting accompanied the golden light, resounding through heaven and earth, carrying a supreme power to purify all filth in the world.

Behind Su Changge's head, a huge golden wheel of light slowly rotated, emitting ten thousand rays of light!

The golden Buddha's light did not disperse, but devoured!

The Buddha's light instantly submerged the entire "Nine Nether Purgatory Formation"!

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—"

Those wronged Souls and fierce ghosts that were just ferocious moments ago, the moment they touched the Buddha's light, the black Qi on their bodies was instantly purified and evaporated, letting out screams of extreme shrillness.

But very quickly, their screams turned into sounds of peaceful liberation.

The painful, twisted expressions on their faces gradually became calm and serene.

They faced Su Changge's direction, revealed a smile of liberation, and then turned into dots of golden light, dissipating between heaven and earth.

The so-called Nine Nether Purgatory, under this endless Buddha's light, was actually forcibly converted into a peaceful, warm, and solemn Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss!

"Pfft!!"

"Wah!!"

The Formation was forcibly broken at its roots, and Li Tianxing and Ghost Granny simultaneously suffered a terrifying backlash; both spat out a large mouthful of blood, their auras instantly withering to the extreme, even more miserable than Li Tianxing just now.

"My... my Myriad Soul Banner!"

Ghost Granny looked at the Magic Treasure in her hand that she had refined for thousands of years; the black Qi on it had completely dissipated, turning into a bare, broken flagpole, and she immediately let out a heart-wrenching wail.

That was the Foundation of her entire Daoist cultivation!

The golden light dispersed, and the black mist vanished completely.

Su Changge's figure reappeared before everyone.

He was still wearing the same white clothes, still with that same light and breezy appearance; not to mention wounds, not even a speck of dust had stained his body.

He looked at the three Nascent Soul Ancestors collapsed on the ground and slowly opened his mouth, his voice betraying neither joy nor anger.

"Is that it?"

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the three desperate faces.

"Whatever other methods you have, feel free to use them."

"This seat... hasn't had enough fun yet."

As soon as these words were spoken, the last bit of color faded completely from the faces of the three Old Ancestors.

Only endless ash and despair remained.

What other methods could they use?

All of their trump cards had been crushed by this monster before them in a way they completely could not understand, and so effortlessly!

They were already at the end of their rope!