At his words, Lu Li's eyes went blank for a moment. Then he suddenly nodded and charged into the Underground Palace.
Rumble!
A deafening boom erupted. The Black Mountain where the Chen Family stood violently trembled, as though the entire world had been shaken.
A powerful shockwave spread from the heart of Black Mountain, carrying a tempest of shattered stone and dust as it swiftly swept in all directions.
Amid the roaring, Black Mountain's massive body began to disintegrate. Its solid rocks were shattered into countless fragments, like a fortress struck by a giant and collapsing in an instant.
The peak split apart, the mountain crumbled, and an enormous black shadow formed in the sky, radiating intense black rays in every direction.
Some uninvolved living beings stood at the edge of the heavens, their shock beyond words.
As Black Mountain was blasted apart, those Nether Shadows gradually dispersed amid the black radiance, dissolving into the wind like an illusion.
In the brief span of an incense stick, corpses littered the Nether Shadow Ghost Domain. Spell lights shot into the sky, while all the Black-Clothed People slowly vanished into the boundless darkness without lingering any longer.
Countless ghostly figures beneath Black Mountain had died horribly, their eyes still open in death. Horror and bewilderment remained in their pupils, as though they could not understand why there were such powerful immortal cultivators beneath heaven and earth.
Yet only moments later,
Ripples suddenly spread through the distant void. An even more powerful aura gradually gathered from the void, while the power of the Heaven and Earth Great Dao frantically converged towards him.
A massive black teleportation gate quietly took shape, and boundless, terrifying pressure poured forth from within.
The gate slowly opened. A dark vortex rose from its center, as though it led