The little ones had long rushed to the frontlines, fighting fiercely, and Shen Siyuan naturally couldn’t stand by idly.

With a slight tap of his toe on the dark soil of the Netherworld, the ground beneath him exploded into fine cracks, and his body shot up like an arrow from a bowstring, standing tall in the void.

Just as he steadied himself, a dark light filled with ferocious spirit energy shot out from the depths of darkness. It was incredibly fast, slicing through the Yin Wind with a sharp screech, carrying a coldness that could tear through divine souls, aiming straight for Shen Siyuan’s heart.

Yet, this lethal strike didn’t even come within ten feet of Shen Siyuan.

The dark light entered his range and seemed to collide with an invisible iron slurry, its speed suddenly stalled.

The next second, an unmatched force gripped it out of nowhere, and with the sound of metal twisting, the concentrated dark light was twisted into a spiral, shattering bit by bit, turning into countless thin black strips that fell to the dark soil below, completely crushed before even a trace of residual energy could escape.

Only then did the hidden assailant see that the void around Shen Siyuan was rippling with water-like waves, intertwining gold and black, spreading out from him, protecting him impenetrably.

This was the power of the Five Elements Primordial Magnetism, with a strong magnetic field forging an absolute domain around him. Any attack that entered this domain, whether physical or spiritual, would be twisted and crushed.

Shen Siyuan looked into the depths of darkness, then raised his hand towards the sky.

The Ten Thousand Soul Banner, standing between the Netherworld heavens and earth, let out a soul-shaking howl, and thousands of soul lights flowed across its surface, transforming into a purple flash, slicing through the sky to land before him.

In the surge of purple light, the banner’s surface spread like flowing clouds, turning into a wide-sleeved cape of black with purple trim, the hem shadowed by faint ghostly images.

The several-feet-long banner pole, winding with merit-formed dragon patterns, came to life with clearly defined scales and claws, finally condensing into a frosty Coiled Dragon Spear, its tip glowing with cold light, causing fine ripples to appear in the surrounding void.

His wrist suddenly shook, cracking sound from his wrist bone, as the power of the Five Elements Primordial Magnetism surged like a breached river into the spear.

The dragon pattern on the spear shined brightly, the flow of light rushing from the dragon tail at the end of the spear towards the front, the spear body humming and trembling, with all the power concentrated on the inch-long spear tip.

Beneath him, the overwhelming swarm of mud worms continued to roar and surge, but their defeat was already inevitable under the coordinated efforts of the three little ones.

In his mind, the overwhelming swarm beneath was a matter of time with the little ones’ coordination.

Dou Dou grew more adept with each strike, eventually discovering a new gameplay.

She condensed the Divine Fire into small pills, accurately flicking them into the mud worms’ mouths as they roared.

As soon as the Divine Fire pills entered the mud worms’ bodies, they exploded instantly, burning them clean from the inside out.

Dou Dou grew more excited, her small hands flicking nonstop, the fire pills shooting like meteors, each one accurately landing in a mud worm’s mouth.

Each mud worm turned into nothingness in the white light, her laughter mixing with the mud worms’ wails, forming a bizarre yet impactful contrast.

As Dou Dou reveled in her play, Shen Siyuan, standing in the void, suddenly plummeted like a falling star, crashing heavily onto the Netherworld’s dark soil.

With a thunderous roar, the ground exploded into a web of cracks, Five Elements Magnetic Force sweeping out like a tsunami from where he landed.

Mud worms within dozens of feet had no chance to react, crushed by the unmatched magnetic force, their shells, flesh, and corrupted souls ground into dust, scattered to nothingness by the Yin Wind.

But this was only the beginning.

The Ten Thousand Soul Banner cloak on his shoulders suddenly billowed, and the mortal incense absorbed and refined by the banner erupted without reservation.

With a flick of his wide sleeve, golden-red incense surged like a flood from him, instantly spreading across heaven and earth.

This incense was the Power of Incense from the mortals, pure and supreme Yang, a natural nemesis for the ghost spirits of corrupted energy.

Mud worms touched by the incense hissed like hot oil meeting cold water.

Weaker mud worms couldn’t even struggle, melting away in the incense, turning into strands of black smoke to be purified.

Even the larger, stronger mud worms were nibbled away by the incense, their shells pitted, their flesh melted to reveal white bones. They rolled and wailed in the incense torrent, unable to escape the flood, eventually purified into nothing in agony.

The rolling golden-red incense also shrouded the three little ones.

Yet, this Supreme Yang Power, which could dissolve mud worms, was like a gentle spring breeze to them, causing no harm.

The little ones bathed in the incense, their strength continuously replenished, moving with more precision and full of spirit.

In less than half an incense stick’s time, the overwhelming swarm, roaring in the sky, was completely leveled by the incense, leaving no trace of polluted energy.

The thick golden incense still shrouded the battlefield like a dense mist, obscuring Shen Siyuan and the three little ones’ forms and auras.

At this, the four figures hidden in the darkness could no longer sit still.

They had intended to use the endless mud worms to exhaust Shen Siyuan and his companions, planning to strike when they were worn out.

But now, let alone exhausting them, the opponents were not even slightly fatigued, instead fighting more vigorously with the incense. Waiting longer would leave no opportunity, let alone an opening.

To their frustration, Dou Dou, hidden in the thick incense, kept her mouth busy with taunts despite being unseen.

"Hey, little turtles hiding inside, we’ve finished with the bugs, aren’t you coming out?"

"Are you scared? Hiding inside like a little mouse, squeak squeak..."

"I get it, you must be ugly and afraid of scaring kids, right? It’s okay, we’ve seen plenty of ugly things."

"If you don’t come out, I’m leaving, not playing with you anymore..."

...

Her voice carried far in the empty Netherworld, clear like a child’s yet full of provocations.

"Arrogant brat."