Above the sea.
This was no ordinary tsunami of surging waves. The bottomless Abyss beneath the sea had split open, dark black qi carrying shattered ice burst through the earth, and ghostly green Nether light pierced the heavy seawater, tearing straight through the gray, murky heavens.
A towering pillar of water rose from the netherworld fissure, its mist wrapped in bone-eroding Yin cold. Wherever it swept, fleeing seabirds over a hundred li away had their flesh and bones melt away in an instant, without even leaving behind a cry of grief.
That power carried the unique intent of annihilation belonging to the Underworld's Yellow Springs, seeking to break through the shackles of the mortal sea and pour backward into the Ninth Heavens.
Qin He stood upon the crest of a wave, slowly raising his fingertips.
There was no deafening hum of techniques, no dazzling streams of spell light.
The moment the first hand seal formed, the sea within a thousand li suddenly froze.
Rushing colossal waves solidified in midair, churning black waters abruptly took shape, and even the Yellow Springs Yin Energy drifting in every direction was forcibly locked in the air.
No invisible shackles could be seen spreading outward, yet the very order of flow across the entire sea had been forcibly rewritten.
The second and third hand seals overlapped and descended.
The rock layers a hundred zhang beneath the seabed suddenly sank, compressed, and closed, while the shattered Nether Domain fissure healed inch by inch.
That terrifying calamity, capable of devouring ten thousand li of sea and overturning the Yellow Springs of the Underworld into the mortal realm, was locked shut beneath a hundred zhang of water by his bare hands.
There was no violent collision, no tearing of spiritual power.
The ferocious Yellow Springs Deathly Aura churning