Eternal Silence Wheel Yu

Chapter 20: Eternal Silence of Samsara

"Yes!"

Di Shen's fingers flew across the console, commands transmitted instantly through encrypted channels to the other two warships.

The main cannons of all three firepower ships began charging simultaneously, dark red energy converging at the muzzles, casting an eerie glow across the surrounding darkness.

"Charge at seventy percent... eighty... ninety—"

"Fire!"

Yu Ting's voice was resolute.

Three thick, crimson beams tore through the void, smashing down toward the black mist shrouding the fleet.

Then—

They struck a layer of "glass."

No, not glass.

It was a massive barrier that materialized out of thin air, formed from countless hexagonal ice crystals seamlessly joined together.

The barrier was only a few meters thick, completely transparent, yet within it swirled a rainbow of iridescent light.

The orbital cannon's energy impact exploded against the barrier's surface, brilliant as fireworks, but unable to shake it in the slightest.

The ice crystal barrier didn't even show a single crack; it merely rippled with a few rings, absorbing, dispersing, and dissipating the destructive energy entirely.

"What?!" Yu Ting shot to his feet, staring fixedly at the monitor screen. "What the hell is that thing?!"

Di Shen's voice trembled with disbelief: "Energy readings... unanalyzable! That's not any known defense technology!"

At that moment, on the surveillance feed, the "Rasengan" trailing lightning in its wake suddenly appeared—

Accompanied by a thunderous roar that tore through the void.

"What?!"

Yu Ting's eyes widened.

The next instant, "Eternal Silence Wheel Yu" came to a steady halt at the center of the three warships.

Under the despairing gaze of all the Taotie soldiers—

First, the core "sun" burst forth with a warm yet irresistible white light, illuminating everything around it like an eternal day.

And at the center of that blazing radiance, a point of absolute "darkness" began to manifest.

It was a pitch-black, abyssal sphere condensed from a hurricane—like a miniature black hole.

Then, a terrifying gravitational force suddenly erupted.

The gray storm clouds were completely dispersed, azure lightning leaped and merged among the water droplets, finally transforming into a fine electric web that orderly wove and guided the drifting dust.

Fragments of ice crystals spun and refracted in the light, turning this "decomposition" into a grand, silent stellar funeral.

No thunderous explosions, no blazing detonations.

Only light.

Only the silent, irresistible "return to dust."

The three massive warships, inch by inch, dissolved into stardust within that light, like three sandcastles quietly vanishing in the tide.

The entire process took no more than ten seconds.

When the light gradually dimmed and finally faded completely—

Nothing remained.

No wreckage, no fragments, not even a trace of residual energy.

Only the empty cosmos, and the cold, pale silhouette of Pluto in the distance.

As if those three warships, that Taotie vanguard fleet, had never existed at all.

Above, Azhui's eyes were wide, her breath nearly stopped.

She had experienced countless battles, witnessed the end of civilizations, even participated in holy wars.

But what she saw now, the shock it brought, far surpassed everything she had ever known.

Not just Azhui; the crowd in the livestream was equally stunned into silence.

['The Fox Yan Who Knows How to Flirt': (gulp) Th-this... Su Bai is actually this amazing!!?]

['Seeking Sponsorship': Sigh... what a magnificent man... it's making me a little... ahem.]

['Little Milk Sha': Indeed... quite an unusual technique.]

['Little Milk Sha': Several opposing elements fused together, yet it didn't immediately spiral out of control and explode...]

['Thirty-Thousand-Year-Old Aunt': That move, even if Tomboy took it head-on with her Sacred Body, it'd probably be tough, right?]

['Thirty-Thousand-Year-Old Aunt': Sigh... really makes one want to study it thoroughly.]

['The Fox Yan Who Knows How to Flirt': Little Azhui is completely dumbfounded now...]

In truth, she was equally stunned.

Angel Yan (inner thoughts): No... where the hell did you get that power?!

Angel Yan (inner thoughts): Family in front of the screen, if I were to punch him right now... do you think I'd make it back alive?

[Silly White Sweet: So amazing... I've never seen this kind of energy manipulation before...]

[Silly White Sweet: He's... really incredible...]

And Su Bai, the "instigator" of all this, remained exceptionally calm.

He turned his head to look at Azhui, the godlike aura from moments ago quietly fading away, reverting to his usual innocent demeanor.

But compared to before, there seemed to be a barely perceptible clarity in his eyes.

"Let's go, Azhui, we're going home."

"Qilin should be off work soon. If we're any later, my snack feast will be ruined."

He paused, then flashed Azhui a smile tinged with a hint of "generosity":

"Since you helped me find the way... I'll share some with you."

Azhui looked at Su Bai's eyes, so clean they held not a trace of impurity, and suddenly felt that the "Eternal Silence Wheel Yu" which had just shaken the stars

was perhaps nothing more than an illusion of hers.

But the empty stretch of space in the distance silently testified to the reality of it all.

"...Okay." She heard herself reply softly.

Then she reached out and took Su Bai's hand again.

This time, her movement was very gentle, as if afraid of disturbing something.

The journey back was unusually quiet.

Su Bai seemed genuinely tired, leaning against Azhui's side, his eyes half-open and half-closed, occasionally letting out a small yawn.

But Azhui was restless.

She couldn't help turning her head to look at the youth beside her, who looked like he might fall asleep at any moment.

A thought involuntarily surfaced in her heart:

That posture from just a moment ago... was that the real you—before you lost your memory, before you were injured?

This question lingered not only in Azhui's heart.

It also weighed heavily on the mind of everyone in the livestream.

Merlo Heavenly Court.

The energy model before Hexi collapsed once again, scattering into countless drifting points of light.

She tried repeatedly, deduced, reconstructed, but could never replicate that scene.

Forget perfectly merging several mutually exclusive elements—even compressing the most basic "sun" to such a miniature scale was completely impossible.

Every simulation ended either in structural imbalance or energy runaway; she couldn't even take the first step.

Ripples of subtle distortion spread through the space.

Keisha's figure quietly appeared in the laboratory, her expression carrying more gravity than usual.

"Are you... trying to simulate his move?"

Hexi nodded, then shook her head, but her eyes burned with the unique fervor of a researcher.

"Simulate? Hah, Tomboy, you overestimate me." Her voice carried a rare hint of frustration, yet brimmed with excitement.

"Never mind how huge the error between the simulation results and the real data is—I can't even take the 'simulation' step at all."

She turned to face Keisha, her eyes blazing with brilliance:

"He—is simply a genius!"

"Even in a state of damaged soul and incomplete mind, he can still accomplish such... a miracle worthy of being called a masterpiece."

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