Wu Pifu ultimately failed to send off a large amount of negative energy as he had hoped, which left him deeply regretful.
Negative energy was not something one could simply shake off whenever one wished. There was karma involved. Its essence was not some tangible "object," but a concept. Wu Pifu could condense it, but he could not truly cast it away. Even if he did, it would merely be self-deception. Though it could be passed on to other living beings, if they accepted the negative energy without dissolving or neutralizing it, its torment would instead produce even more negative energy karmically tied to him.
So this stuff would only keep increasing.
So far, aside from Wu Pifu's own positive emotions neutralizing a tiny portion of it in an utterly insignificant way, there was still not a single stable method of dispelling negative energy!
When that bowl had absorbed roughly 0.1 percent of the negative energy from Wu Pifu's Psychic Negative Backlash, the entire bowl turned a pure black.
Peter Yang's hand trembled as he held the bowl. However, it was merely a manifested symbol. Even if it were turned upside down, the negative energy inside would not spill out. Otherwise, this place would instantly become a real hell.
"Next, we'll gather all of our Nen into this bowl. At that point, we'll enter a state of Zetsu. Aside from some physical techniques, we'll be no different from ordinary people. But only then will we be able to take part in this collective nightmare. Without Nen's self-protection, we can merge into it."
Peter Yang still spoke boldly and bluntly, without the slightest pretension or hesitation. Holding the bowl, he was the first to pour all his Nen into it. In the eyes of Nen users, he was forcibly pushed into