Li Ping stood quietly, feeling the unyielding will of the vast ocean beneath his feet.
Facing a life-and-death crisis, any existence would struggle with all its might.
Li Ping also sensed the intense will to survive from this ocean.
But its struggle for survival was, for the Xuanhuang Realm, nothing but naked "evil intent."
Li Ping regarded himself as the incarnation of the Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao, so he naturally could not stand on the side of the Congyun Sea.
"Since you have come, submit obediently."
"There is no need to continue with pointless resistance."
With a single thought, his divine sense enveloped the entire Congyun Ocean.
The scenes on the tens of thousands of scattered islands, as well as the countless living beings in the seawater, instantly appeared in Li Ping's mind.
Li Ping remained silent for a moment.
"This is a necessary sacrifice."
A trace of determination flashed in his eyes. Strands of golden light surged from his body and scattered across the Congyun Sea.
The power that approached the essence of source power was undetectable by anyone in the Congyun Sea, where the strongest cultivators were only at the Soul Transformation stage.
In just a few breaths, the golden light spread throughout every region of the Congyun Sea. It pierced deep into the ocean depths, reaching all the way to the seabed.
Intense tremors, unknown to others, began to occur at the bottom of the Congyun Sea.
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If viewed from the sky, the entire ocean surface appeared to form a giant net.
It completely enveloped this blue, vibrant sea.
Dark clouds suddenly gathered in the sky.
The originally calm sea surface suddenly surged with terrifying waves.
The waves were even more violent than during previous wind disasters.
Some islands capsized without warning, and even the spiritual islands guarded by cultivators were in imminent danger amid the fierce winds and heavy rain.
The cultivators of the Congyun Sea all watched the abnormal changes between heaven and earth with uncertainty.
Some cultivators with sharp spiritual senses vaguely felt a great calamity approaching. Their expressions changed at once, and without caring about anything else, they directly escaped through the teleportation formation on Ten Thousand Immortal Island.
Their departure drew the attention of a considerable number of people. A small portion of cultivators chose to follow and leave.
However, the vast majority looked down on these "panicky, timid as mice" escapees with disdain.
They stayed comfortably on Ten Thousand Immortal Island, watching the scene of the changing winds and clouds over the Congyun Sea.
Li Ping paid no attention to those fleeing cultivators, nor did he care about these onlookers.
His target, from beginning to end, was only the remnant will of the Congyun Sea.
The golden giant net, invisible to ordinary cultivators, had already sealed off the Congyun Sea.
The energy of source power essence accumulated and evolved within it. A grand formation was about to reveal its might.
The consciousness of the Congyun Sea clearly felt the increasingly tight binding of the golden giant net, causing the wind and waves it stirred to become even more violent.
Yet in Li Ping's view, it was nothing but impotent rage.
"How exactly does one erase a world consciousness?"
Li Ping continued constructing the formation while pondering this question.
"I refine the gods from all living beings."
He quickly thought of this peerless vicious formation.
"A formation capable of blocking even True Immortals for a moment or two should have no major problem dealing with a remnant world will."
"Countless meaningless distracting thoughts will impact it…"
As Li Ping set up the formation, strange and bizarre scenes began to appear inexplicably in the sky above the Congyun Sea.
They were twisted, despairing faces.
They howled and waved their arms.
As if begging for help, or perhaps merely screaming unconsciously.
More and more eerie faces emerged on the sky curtain.
They were densely packed, almost filling every corner of one's field of vision.
The ears of all living beings within the Congyun Sea gradually heard nothing but the wailing of these faces.
"Ah!"
Those with weak wills were quickly influenced by these demonic faces and became equally despairing and mad.
Those who barely held on soon fell into boundless terrifying nightmares.
They vaguely seemed to see a black sun rising in the sky and the great terror of the entire world on the verge of destruction.
Just like the despairing demonic faces in the sky, they experienced this unimaginable catastrophe together.
The teleportation formation on Ten Thousand Immortal Island remained open.
But all cultivators who saw the thousands upon thousands of faces in the sky lost the ability to control their own thoughts.
Regardless of cultivation level, from minor Qi Condensation cultivators to Soul Transformation island masters.
All were the same.
Although their minds were filled with boundless despair, they could not even generate the thought of wanting to escape.
It should be noted that the formation Li Ping had laid down was not targeted at these cultivators.
They were merely affected by the spillover, yet they had already reached such a state. One could imagine how cruel the scene facing the Congyun Sea's consciousness was at this moment.
The remnant World Will of a single prefecture fundamentally could not resist it.
Amid the continuous howls of hundreds of millions of demonic faces, Li Ping sensed that the Will of the Congyun Sea was dissipating.
The towering giant waves were slowly calming.
It seemed as though everything would pass and the sky would clear after the rain.
But Li Fan knew that from now on, the Congyun Sea would no longer be the same as before.
The process of erasing the Congyun Sea's consciousness lasted a full day.
During this period, any cultivator who entered the range of the Congyun Sea was affected and fell into terrifying illusions.
However, there was no mass simultaneous fall of living beings, so the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance had not yet had time to react.
The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the Congyun Sea became clear and blue once more.
The silence was somewhat terrifying.
Li Ping sensed the scattered will of the Congyun Sea between heaven and earth.
The golden giant net slowly retracted, carrying the world remnant thoughts that had already been torn into thousands of pieces back into his body.
"Ugh…"
As Li Ping absorbed the consciousness of Congyun, countless images began flashing continuously in his mind.
Even though he was already accustomed to constantly monitoring every single event within the Holy Dynasty of Great Qi.
The total volume of information between the two was simply not on the same level.
The vast ocean did not contain only human existence.
Beneath the calm sea surface, billions upon billions of living beings were breeding and breathing.
From Li Ping's subjective perspective, he would certainly not pay much attention to these creatures that lacked even wisdom.
But at this moment, he was passively absorbing them.
In the view of World Will, these fish were actually no different in essence from human cultivators.
Li Ping endured the intense pain in his sea of consciousness and accepted all this information.
As if he had swallowed a great tonic, the strength of his divine soul also inflated like a balloon.
Li Ping's divine soul was already sufficiently tough among cultivators.
But in this rapid expansion, cracks inevitably appeared.
Ordinary cultivators facing such a situation would have no choice but to despair and wait for their soul to scatter.
But Li Ping was different.
Bearing the Heavenly Emperor Qi Canon, he not only used the hundreds of millions of citizens of the Holy Dynasty of Great Qi as anchors.
He also possessed transcendent source power essence within his body.
Golden energy surged, repairing the wounds in his divine soul.
At the same time, it served as a supplement for the expansion of his divine soul.
After the initial dangerous phase passed, Li Ping slowly adapted.