Chen Yi charged into this battlefield with a single sword strike. The Taoist ritual conducted by the two Taichua Goddesses was highly successful, radiating an immortal golden light.
A colossal golden dragon twisted and turned, coiling around the surging waters of the Huangquan River. Its massive mouth gathered roaring purple energy, unleashing yet another towering column of raging purple lightning.
The arcs of lightning exploded outward, resembling blossoms of fire and silver, while the tumultuous clouds roiled violently. The purple lightning surged forward like mountains, shattering houses along its path. Looking down from above, Yin Capital had already descended into utter chaos.
However, because the All-Souls Banner on the Heaven-and-Earth Altar had absorbed the spirits from the ghost city, the chaos was just that—simply chaos without malevolent souls adding to the danger.
