The violent energy finally subsided a little, and the Yin runes and explosion were waging war against one another. Veins were bulging on Zhao Yun's forehead as he stared intently at the scene unfolding before his eyes.

As the one resisting the explosion, he was more aware than anyone else that this still wasn't enough.

It would only be a matter of time before his resistance failed, so should he just give up?

If he stayed for even just a moment too long, he really would be swept up by the explosion, and he would be facing an explosion even more powerful than an ordinary forbidden art!

This was a clash between power, a showdown between life and death. His mind was almost entirely blank, and any thoughts that appeared in his mind lingered for no more than a second. All he could do was release his Yin energy with all his might. After 10 seconds of absolute silence, a thunderous boom suddenly rang out from above the vortex.

Rumble!! 

It was as if a lightning god had descended upon this world, and radiant white light had illuminated the entire sky above the vortex. This was an indication that the seal at the very top had already collapsed, and the deathly radiance shone upon the horrified faces of millions of netherworldly citizens down below.

"My god..." Huang Liangchuan joined his palms together as he fell to his knees. If ghosts could cry, he would be a sobbing mess...