To cross the gap between realms, one must possess significant cultivation strength. Even with such power, fortune still plays a role, and mishaps can occur at any moment.
But in Great Yi, after unifying the Bohai and Demon Sea Realms, the barriers between realms—especially with the Hanhai Realm—had been greatly weakened by the suppression of the Iron-Blooded Great Wall, reducing their inherent danger.
Normally, Great Yi relied on teleportation arrays to travel between realms. When those were inconvenient, there were Rainbow Bridges and Domain Gates. With the Star Network also spread across these realms, communication and coordination faced no obstacles.
This seamless connectivity was the cornerstone of Great Yi's dominion.
Moreover, the Xuanhuang Immortal City was in constant motion, patrolling and surveying the entirety of Great Yi's territory, ever-vigilant for signs of disturbance.
At this moment, Xuanhuang Immortal City hovered directly within the inter-realm void, its gaze locked on the Dead Sea Realm. From this vantage point, the realm appeared shrouded in a murky, gray deathly fog, completely covering it. To ordinary cultivators, visibility was quickly lost within the haze.
Jiang Ni, standing in position, looked toward the Xuanhuang Immortal City.
The imperial decree had arrived—it was time.
With a flick of his wrist, a mystical Mountain-Driving Whip appeared in his hand.
"Spiritual veins of Heaven and Earth, heed my call!
Reincarnation of life and death—Yin and Yang shall turn.
To the utmost Yin—awaken!!"
With a loud crack, the whip lashed against the earth.
A mysterious power surged into the ground—this point was one of the key nodes of the grand Feng Shui array.
The Mountain-Driving Whip held tremendous control over spiritual veins, and the veins within the Dead Sea Realm were all Yin-type, emitting Yin Qi that made the environment utterly unsuitable for ordinary life. This was the root cause of its deathly aura.
In preparation for this moment, massive numbers of Feng Shui Masters had been deployed to the Dead Sea Realm. Their task: identify over 90% of all Yin spiritual veins and implant a "Mystic Yin Pearl" into each.
These pearls were forged from Nether Yin Jade, extracted from the Nine Nether Yin Veins in the Underworld, combined with various underworld treasures.
For Yin spiritual veins, Mystic Yin Pearls were irresistible delicacies—so potent that even a small Yin vein could evolve into a medium-sized one, and in time, even a large-scale Yin vein.
The pearls were implanted silently, with the Yin veins willingly cooperating—the most difficult part had only been locating them.
Now, as Jiang Ni lashed the ground with the whip, all the Mystic Yin Pearls activated at once, erupting with a surge of pure Yin essence.
What would normally take years or decades to absorb exploded forth in an instant.
The result?
Like injecting adrenaline into every Yin vein of the realm.
BOOM—!!
Countless Yin veins rumbled beneath the Dead Sea Realm. The ground churned, trembling as if dragons were roaring with excitement.
Black Mystic Yin energy surged from the earth in vast torrents, enveloping the entire realm.
The synchronized eruption of Yin energy turned the realm into a sea of darkness and gloom.
"What's going on!? Why is the Yin energy concentration spiking so suddenly!?"
"It's so pure… so intense! This is unreal!
This is a heaven-sent fortune! I can feel my strength growing with every breath!
Brothers—come out and absorb it! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
"Yin Qi is condensing into spiritual rain! This is insane! Absolute fortune!"
All across the Dead Sea Realm, undead beings emerged in droves—crawling from bone piles, rising from graves, bursting from coffins.
Skeletons, zombies, specters, ghosts, and vengeful spirits scrambled to absorb the Yin Qi, their expressions brimming with elation, as though meat pies had fallen from heaven.
Even those who had stayed hidden for ages crawled out to partake, unwilling to miss such a massive opportunity for cultivation and transformation.
"Yes, yes, come out—all of you."
"Normally you're all hiding in your little corners, but now? Look how lively this is.
They say this array is terrifying… when Yin reaches its peak, it flips to Yang.
That's when things'll get really exciting."
At the edge of the realm, the Green Emperor's quartet stood watching gleefully. They had also exited the Dead Sea Realm in advance.
With Liu Qu, Green Emperor, General Invincible, and Master Thief Sikong Zhaixing on the team, they had looted countless tombs, reaping a windfall of rare treasures.
They had originally wanted to watch the formation from inside, to personally witness its transformation.
But General Invincible, being an undead himself, realized that once Yin flipped to Yang, he'd be in serious danger—maybe even instantly incinerated.
So they wisely retreated from the realm to observe from a safe distance.
"Watching from outside is just as good,"he muttered with satisfaction.
"I'm not about to roast myself alive. No thanks."
"A once-in-a-millennium spectacle,"whispered one of the ministers beside Yi Tianxing in awe.
Everyone's gaze was locked on the Dead Sea Realm.
There, as the Yin Qi thickened to its extreme, ten silver moons suddenly appeared above the realm, without warning.
They began as crescent moons, then slowly waxed: half-moons, gibbous, and finally, ten full moons, hanging resplendent in the sky.
The appearance of ten silver moons marked the extreme of Yin—a phenomenon so rare it was called "Yin to the utmost."
"Ten silver moons,"Yi Tianxing nodded calmly.
"This is the sign that Yin has reached its final limit."
Under these moons, any undead or ghostly being would undergo incredible transformations—a miraculous opportunity for advancement and rebirth.
"It's about to begin,"Liu Bowen said with a faint smile.
"Extreme Yin must inevitably transform into Yang."
His expertise in Feng Shui rivaled Jiang Ni's, though he had no interest in competing for leadership.
"Incredible! The moonlight of extreme Yin is so mystical… so exquisite!"
"More… give me more!"
Undead voices moaned with euphoric pleasure. From within forbidden zones, many beings activated their barriers to draw in the moonlight, seeking to absorb this heaven-sent opportunity.
But then...
The silver moons began to shine brighter… and brighter… until their glow reached an unimaginable intensity.
Then—without warning—a streak of gold appeared in one of them.
That tiny golden trace rapidly spread, faster than anyone could react.
In less than a breath, all ten moons were completely suffused with golden radiance.
What followed… was not the serene glow of moonlight, but the blazing fury of the sun.
The ten silver moons had transformed into ten golden suns.
Their light was not ordinary sunlight, but the Sun's True Flame—a raging, hyper-condensed form of solar fire.
Each ray carried pure, destructive Yang force, capable of burning through all things, tearing apart all Yin.
Even one sun was terrifying—but ten?
This was no less than a fiery apocalypse.
In that instant, the deathly haze shrouding the Dead Sea Realm evaporated.
Undead who had been basking in the moonlight were now exposed under blazing suns.
"Ahhh! T-the sun!!"
"No! What's happening!? Save me!!"
"It was silver moons just now! Why… why the sun!?"
"It's over. Our realm… is truly finished!"
Countless undead screamed in terror.
Some didn't even get the chance to scream.
Skeletons burst into flames as their soul-fire was ignited, flaring brilliantly before being reduced to ash.
Their bodies shattered into bleached bone fragments, then collapsed into dust.
Zombies, slower to react, erupted in golden fire, consumed in seconds.
Even those who had retreated into coffins were ignited—nothing could escape the searing light.
The air was filled with agonized wails, but there was no salvation.
Ten blazing suns.
A world of the undead, purged in righteous fire.
The Yin-Yang Life and Death Reincarnation Array had truly begun its terrifying **transformation.
Yin to its extreme… births Yang.Yang to its peak… restores balance.
And in between? Cleansing fire.