72: Pure Lotus Sea

The Qingyang Ruins had completely turned into a meat grinder.

The dark-gold torrent of the Vajra Battalion surged back and forth within the endless gray tide of corpses. Every swing of their blades sent limbs and rotting flesh flying, but more corpse puppets roared to fill the gaps. Like a swamp, the tide continuously devoured the warriors' stamina and lives.

The defensive line formed by the Stone-skinned Turtles stood like reefs in a raging sea. Under the frenzied assaults of the Ironclad Corpses and the corrosive, filthy blood-light shot from the Black Fiend Cult banners, the demonic runes on the turtle shells flickered violently, emitting groans of unbearable strain. Some Stone-skinned Turtles on the perimeter even had their shells crack, oozing dark blood!

The lightning chains of the Thunderstorm Bee Swarm remained precise, but it felt as if they were being cast into a bottomless abyss; the speed of their clearing could not keep up with the speed at which the corpse tide replenished itself!

The stench of decay and Death Qi permeating the air was so thick it had almost become tangible, making it hard to breathe, and even the light grew dim.

The spiritual light of the Cultivators and the thunderous explosions were all drowned out by this endless tide of death.

Despair, like a cold viper, coiled around the heart of every survivor.

Wang Linger stood at the edge of the balcony, her nails digging deep into her palms, unaware that blood was dripping down between her fingers.

From deep within her Soul, the Thunder Curse Seal conveyed Mo Yuan's cold will—devoid of emotion, possessing only absolute command.

She knew that the master beneath the ground was about to unleash true power.

But would that power be salvation, or a deeper destruction?

Underground Mo City, Central Plaza.

Mo Yuan stood at the center of the Formation, his aura merging with the entire Nine Heavens Thunder Hell Formation.

The brutal battle situation outside was fed back continuously through the Formation and sequence connection; the data on losses flowed through his Sea of Consciousness like a cold waterfall.

His gaze pierced through the thick rock layers, precisely locking onto the dense, impenetrable cloud of filthy energy hovering over the surface battlefield—a mixture of corpse qi, grudge power, and blood malevolence.

This energy cloud was not only the source of power for the corpse tide but was also continuously eroding and suppressing the lightning power of the Thunderstorm Bee Swarm and the vitality of the Vajra Battalion warriors.

"The time... has come."

Mo Yuan's cold will sank into the Formation core beneath his feet, establishing the deepest possible connection with the World-Cleansing Lotus mother plant, which was rooted deep within the earth's veins and emitting a soft, platinum halo.

"Bloom... Sea of Purification..."

"Take this filth... as your sustenance!"

Boom—!!!

The entire Underground Mo City shook violently!

It was not an attack, but a resonance triggered by the World-Cleansing Lotus mother plant frantically draining the power of the earth's veins!

The massive amount of Spiritual Qi from the earth's veins, mixed with the strange power of the World-Cleansing Lotus Origin—which harmonized Buddha Power, Death Qi, and vitality—surged like a burst dam. Through the Formation core beneath Mo Yuan's feet, it rushed madly toward the surface along countless channels engraved with runes!

Surface battlefield.

The Vajra Battalion warriors, the Stone-skinned Turtles, and even the Thunderstorm Bee Swarm circling in the air, all struggling to hold on, felt a strange, vibrant throb from the earth beneath them!

The next moment!

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

Across the battlefield, especially where the corpse tide was densest and the filthy aura strongest, the scorched and shattered earth was suddenly pierced by countless soft yet resilient platinum-gold pillars of light!

These pillars were not merely energy jets; at the top of each, a World-Cleansing Lotus seed, having absorbed ample power from the earth's veins and the purification force, sprouted, branched, grew leaves, and formed buds at a speed visible to the naked eye!

In the blink of an eye!

Thousands of World-Cleansing Lotus offspring broke through the soil, standing tall amidst the mountain of corpses and sea of blood!

Unlike the mother plant, they were not surrounded by three flowers; most had only a single lotus, but their entire bodies still displayed that pure, flawless, glazed white color, with warm golden halos flowing along their edges!

The soft and holy platinum-gold halo instantly spread, as if thousands of purification lamps had been suddenly lit in the filthy swamp of death!

Purifying Lotus Sea! Descend!

Hum—!!!

Billions of lotus petals moved without wind, emitting a low and magnificent sound of Sanskrit chanting!

The soft platinum halos connected and merged with each other, forming a massive purification Domain that covered nearly half of the battlefield!

This light was warm but not scorching; holy but not blinding.

However, to that monstrous corpse tide and filthy energy, this light was more terrifying than the most brutal thunder!

Sizzle—!!!

It was like a red-hot branding iron pressed against a thick layer of ice!

Wherever the platinum-gold purification halo reached, that suffocatingly thick corpse qi, grudge power, and blood malevolence, as if encountering their nemesis, emitted shrill, evaporative sounds, spewed billows of foul-smelling green smoke, and rapidly thinned and dissipated!

Those low-level corpse puppets, driven entirely by filthy energy, were like objects thrown into a purification furnace!

Under the illumination of the platinum-gold halo, their rotting bodies melted and disintegrated rapidly, like snow under the scorching sun!

Their skin and muscles turned into foul-smelling pus and slid off, revealing ghastly white bones, which then became brittle and crumbled into ash!

The tiny sparks of resentful Soul-fire in their hollow eye sockets, driven by evil arts, emitted silent wails amidst the purification chanting before being instantly transcended and annihilated!

Swaths of corpse puppets were wiped away as if by an invisible eraser, silently collapsing, melting, and turning into filthy, sticky substances covering the ground, emitting green smoke. Eventually, even these sticky substances were completely evaporated by the purification halo, leaving only faint white marks!

Those Ironclad Corpses and Curse Corpses were able to resist slightly; the anti-Spell runes and iron armor on their bodies clashed fiercely at the boundary between the black-purple corpse qi and the platinum-gold halo, emitting harsh corrosive sounds and spewing large amounts of foam. Their movements became extremely slow and stiff, as if they had fallen into an invisible quagmire, their strength plummeting!

They became priority targets for the Vajra Battalion warriors and the Thunderstorm Bee Swarm, easily torn to shreds!

The evil Cultivators in the rear, waving the Black Fiend Cult banners, let out terrified screams!

The filthy energy environment they relied on to drive the corpse tide and cast evil Spells was greatly purified. The blood-light and vengeful spirits emerging from their Soul banners were like being splashed with strong acid; their power was greatly reduced, causing backlash upon themselves!

Many of the weaker evil Cultivators vomited blood on the spot, suffering severe backlash!

The battlefield situation was instantly reversed!

The light of purification did not only target the enemy; it also shone upon the Vajra Battalion warriors and the Stone-skinned Turtles.

The wounds on their bodies, eroded by corpse poison and grudge power, emitted "sizzling" sounds as the black qi was forced out, rapidly healing!

The stamina they had consumed was even replenished slightly within that vibrant, life-filled halo!

Even the traces of corrosion from evil Spells on their Magic Gold armor and turtle shells were slowly repairing!

With one side weakening and the other strengthening, the dark-gold torrent erupted with an even fiercer offensive, pushing back like a hot knife through butter!

In the air, the suppression on the Thunderstorm Bee Swarm suddenly eased, and their lightning power once again became violent and precise, concentrating their bombardment on the Ironclad Corpses and Black Fiend Cult members who were still resisting!

Across the entire Qingyang Ruins battlefield, a truly shocking scene appeared:

On one side, an endless, roaring gray tide of death;

On the other, a lotus sea standing tall and majestic, emitting a holy platinum-gold halo;

Death and purification, filth and holiness, engaged in the most direct and brutal collision on this scorched earth!

The light of the lotus sea, like a solid dam, held back the impact of the corpse tide, continuously purifying and evaporating it!

Wang Linger looked at the miraculous lotus sea below, watching the originally desperate battle situation instantly turn around, her beautiful eyes filled with incredible shock.

The Thunder Curse Seal deep in her Soul warmed slightly, conveying Mo Yuan's cold, emotionless will, as if this power to change the world was merely a casual act.

Underground, Mo Yuan felt the power of the Purifying Lotus Sea through the Formation, precisely calculating the purification efficiency and the consumption of Spiritual Qi from the earth's veins.

"Efficiency... exceeds expectations..."

"Filth... is also nourishment..."

He could feel that while the World-Cleansing Lotus mother plant was frantically purifying the filth on the surface, it was also feeding a portion of the pure, converted negative energy back into the earth's veins through its roots. After being harmonized by the World-Cleansing Lotus Origin, it actually became another source of energy to nourish Underground Mo City.

Fighting war with war, even nourishing oneself with the enemy!

This World-Cleansing Lotus was truly worthy of being a forbidden sequence that fused the powers of Buddha, Demon, life, and death!

His gaze turned back to the battlefield.

Although the lotus sea was strong, purifying a corpse tide of this scale would still take time.

And the Black Fiend Cult and Corpse Refining Sect would certainly not have only these tricks.

"Corpse Buddha..."

Mo Yuan's cold intent turned to that tall, silent figure, which exuded the contradictory aura of corpse qi and Buddha light.

"It is time... for you to appear."

"Go... and have a feast."