Xuanqing agreed with Wang Ping's idea, but he did not rush in recklessly.
Having confirmed the target, the next step was stripping and confinement. Though this "Nether Abyss Demonic Source" was weak, the ferocious rule essence at its core—"Sinking All Streams, Drowning True Spirits"—remained. Like a venomous snake lying in wait, it could slip into deeper chaos and vanish without a trace at the slightest misstep.
Xuanqing's consciousness settled like water within the clarity bolstered by the Heaven Stealing Talisman. At the turn of a thought, the billions of seven-colored rays focused upon the dark vortex abruptly shifted formation!
The rays intertwined and merged, weaving rapidly like living creatures. They carried simulated Five Elements Yin Yang Rules.
In an instant, they wrapped layer upon layer around the constantly spinning dark vortex that exuded an ominous aura, transforming into countless infinitesimal "rule carving knives" that cautiously cut into the outer structure of the demonic source's core.
The stripping began!
Under the precise slicing of the seven-colored radiance, the dark vortex seemed to sense a lethal threat. Its rotation suddenly intensified, releasing a soundless shriek that pierced directly into the Primordial Spirit.
Wang Ping waited at the side with concentrated focus, the Heaven Connecting Talisman's vision fully opened. He saw the great net of rules simulated by Xuanqing's Golden Core world endure its collisions and tearing, yet continue to bind it firmly while stripping away its outer impurities at an even faster pace, exposing the pure Nether Abyss Demonic Source at its core.
It was a darkness deeper and more condensed still, as though it could devour every ray of light. A faint ghostly gleam flickered at its center, radiating a chill that seemed capable of freezing consciousness itself.
"Now!"
Xuanqing's thought was like an icy decree.
The dark core released one