Bai Yin could not stop the pattern from exploding and absorbing energy, because the power of the pattern did not come from itself. Qin Lang could not stop it either, because he had not thoroughly studied the pattern. If not for the Young Monk Dan Ling's reminder, Qin Lang might have fallen into this trap.
The pattern's power began to explode, and there was no turning back. It was originally just a pattern that constantly absorbed power, so there was no way to stop it.
Bai Yin's body was like a balloon that was constantly being inflated. Although the power in its body was increasing, it could not be controlled. The final outcome was already decided.
It was destined to explode!
"Kid... stop it right now!"
Bai Yin was already panicking. For it, having more power was always a good thing, but this time was the only exception, because it could not control the power in its body. There was nothing more terrifying than this. Everything happened too quickly, and Bai Yin did not have enough time to calmly deal with the situation. So, it could only turn from a domineering stance to a bow to Qin Lang, and through Qin Lang's spiritual energy, it sent a message of submission.
Because everything happened too quickly, there was no time to express it in words.
Almost every second, Bai Yin felt that it was getting closer to complete destruction.
This was a complete death, and Bai Yin could no longer become a revenant. If it really exploded, even the gods would not be able to resurrect it.
"It's useless —"
Qin Lang sighed. "Because I can't control this power. Believe me, I'm telling the truth this time."
"You damned little bastard! I'll take you down with me! "
Bai Yin naturally did not believe that Qin Lang could not control this power. It only thought that Qin Lang wanted to destroy it, so it swore to die with Qin Lang. With its teleportation skills, it might be able to drag Qin Lang down with it, or at least injure Qin Lang. Unfortunately, it could not control this power at all, which meant that it could not even teleport.
"I know, this is the power of the Ghost Talisman!"
When Qin Lang quickly distanced himself from Bai Yin, he heard its last words. Clearly, at the last moment, it finally knew that it had been hit by the "Ghost Talisman". The power of the Ghost Talisman was a power that no one could stop, because it knew that a long time ago, some Great Shamans had died from studying the Ghost Talisman. Even the most powerful wizard could not control the power of the Ghost Talisman.
Rumble!
When Bai Yin left its last words, its body seemed to explode. It was hard to describe how powerful the explosion was, but it was hard to describe how powerful it was after the nuclear bomb exploded above Bai Yin City.
Although Qin Lang retreated very quickly, he was still affected by the explosion, because he had to take the safety of the others into consideration. If he did not do anything, there was no telling how many people would be affected. Therefore, Qin Lang returned to his camp as soon as possible, and then used the Divine Path Domain and the Young Monk Dan Ling's Pill Treasure to prop up a defensive wall.
As soon as the defensive wall was built, Bai Yin exploded. Under the impact of this extremely terrifying power, countless undead creatures were the first to be devoured by the power of the explosion, and not even a trace of them was left.
At the moment of the explosion, almost everyone lost their sense of sight, because everything around them seemed to have been destroyed, leaving only rolling dust and dazzling light.
However, many people felt that an invisible defensive wall had appeared in the direction of the explosion, blocking most of the impact for them. The others also quickly contributed their power to strengthen the defensive wall, blocking the terrifying impact.
However, although the power of the explosion was powerful, it did not last for long. In less than ten seconds, the explosion was over.
At that moment, Qin Lang also relaxed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. At that moment, he had reached his limit, and even the Young Monk Dan Ling had raised his power to the limit. If it were not for Qin Lang and the Young Monk Dan Ling, many people would have been buried together with Bai Yin.
Although the explosion was over, the dust that filled the sky could not settle in an instant. Everyone's expression was ugly, because they had personally experienced the terrifying power of the explosion just now. It was simply indescribably terrifying.
Bai Yin's tyrannical power made everyone stop underestimating him. Previously, they might not have thought much of these hell creatures, thinking that they were just some undead creatures without intelligence, and could only be slaughtered by them. However, today, the army of the undead and the abnormally powerful Bai Yin had made them feel deep fear.
With Hua Xia being half an elite in the underworld, she had actually almost failed to attack a mere city of the undead. This matter made people shudder just thinking about it. What was even more frightening was that if they had failed to attack White Yin City this time, the consequences would have been even more unimaginable.
No one dared to underestimate these undead creatures anymore. Moreover, most of them had already been injured. Facing the fierce attack of the army of the undead, it was impossible for them to not be injured. However, after the shock, everyone could not help but feel a little relieved. Fortunately, they had finally won the battle, and next, they would take over White Yin City and plunder the spoils of war.
This time, more than half of the undead army in White Yin City had been lost. Almost all the ground was covered in undead crystals, damaged but valuable undead armor, weapons, and so on. These things were all valuable, because even the most advanced alloy on Earth might not be as strong as the armor.
As for Qin Lang, his harvest was naturally the greatest, because he had contributed the most in this battle. This was obvious to everyone. If Qin Lang had not killed the undead city lord, if he had not blocked Bai Yin's final self-explosion, most of the people present would not have been able to leave this place alive, let alone share the spoils of war.
Qin Lang's harvest was also great, and the greatest was the undead armor and the undead sword left behind by Bai Yin. Although the power of the firecracker had almost destroyed the undead armor and the undead sword had also suffered some damage, in Qin Lang's eyes, they were still excellent items, so he immediately obtained their remains.
The task of cleaning up the battlefield was left to others. Although Qin Lang was injured, he still entered White Yin City with Ren Wufa and a few others who could still fight.
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