Charging into the Rift

Those few casually spoken words carried supreme confidence in crushing the lower-order rules of all worlds, echoing clearly above the thunderous desert.

The countless powerful otherworldly enemies rampaging below seemed to have heard an outrageous provocation.

Boom!

Three fully developed Sea Kings, each over a hundred yards long, went berserk first. Their mountain-heavy bodies twisted violently, crushing the ground and blasting yellow sand a thousand feet into the air. Their hideous maws opened wide, and three black torrents laden with vast quantities of seastone powder and special grade cursed energy crashed toward Lin Chen in midair from three different angles, like collapsing celestial rivers.

It was a devastating bombardment powerful enough to instantly engulf the entire Sunagakure border, seal chakra across dozens of miles, and corrode a Kage Level body.

The eight Special Grade Cursed Spirits floating in the air moved at the same time. Their twisted black bodies burst into clouds of dark mist, and countless black claws, tendrils of resentment, and corrosive vapors wove an inescapable net, completely sealing off every avenue Lin Chen had to dodge. Negative emotions seethed wildly, and the oppressive weight between heaven and earth compounded in layers. Even a Kage Level fighter caught within would suffer mental turmoil and rampaging chakra.

On the ground, ten elite East Blue commodores drew their blades in unison.

Thick, pitch-black advanced armament haki instantly enveloped them. Their blades, arms, and bodies were all plated in dark, cold, hardened armor, their edges gleaming with a chilling light that could tear through steel. The auras of the three Quasi-Kage Level commodores in particular surged explosively, distorting the air pressure around them. The ten instantly formed a pirate killing formation, balancing offense and defense, advancing and retreating as one. Their killing intent condensed into substance, locking firmly onto the white-robed youth high above.

A beast tide crushed forward, a spirit tide corroded, and a human tide closed in for the kill.

Three lethal torrents encircled him without a gap, filling heaven and earth.

On the distant dunes, every Sunagakure ninja and every Jonin stationed there froze in place, their pupils contracting sharply, nothing but bone-deep despair remaining in their hearts.

Against such an inescapable killing trap, never mind a lone fighter-even if Fourth Kazekage Rasa led several Kage Level fighters into battle together, they could barely hold out for a moment before their inevitable annihilation.

The thousand-mile desert fell deathly silent, with only the destructive storm roaring and surging.

Yet at the storm's center, Lin Chen remained suspended in the air throughout, standing straight as his white robes snapped around him, his expression indifferent and unruffled.

Facing the lethal onslaught filling the sky, he neither dodged nor evaded, merely raising a hand and pressing it down lightly.

Humm-!

The invisible, colorless Omnidirectional Devouring Domain erupted outward, instantly enveloping a thousand feet of sky and firmly encompassing every attacking enemy.

The instant the domain took shape, all the rampaging energy between heaven and earth abruptly froze.

The three torrents of seastone and cursed energy, powerful enough to annihilate Kage Level fighters, reached three feet in front of Lin Chen and instantly froze in midair, as though bound by an absolute rule. Their surging power stopped completely, and their violent corrosive and sealing powers ceased to function.

The interwoven cursed spirit claws, tendrils of resentment, and corrosive black mist filling the sky all froze in place, unable to spread another inch.

The black blade energies and overpowering slashes unleashed by the ten commodores below disintegrated layer by layer and dissolved inch by inch the instant they touched the domain's boundary. The hardened edges of their advanced armament haki were instantly stripped away and erased.

Every killing move the enemies took pride in, every rule of their planes, and every power that countered the Shinobi World became useless at that moment.

This was not the cancellation of combat power, but deprivation on a dimensional level.

"Struggling is useless."

Lin Chen breathed the words softly, his fingertips curling slightly.

The next second, a terrifying power to plunder origins erupted!

The eight Special Grade Cursed Spirits collapsed first.

They were formless spiritual bodies, undying and indestructible, immune to physical ninjutsu-the strangest and most unsolvable beings in the Shinobi World. Yet within the devouring domain, their spiritual cores had nowhere to hide, and their pure special grade cursed energy origins were frantically extracted. Unbroken, piercing shrieks rang through the air as their misty black bodies shriveled, faded, and collapsed at a visible pace.

In just three breaths, all eight Special Grade Cursed Spirits that had left the Shinobi World helpless were drained of their origins and vanished from existence, leaving not even a trace of mist behind. All their special grade jujutsu foundations passed to Lin Chen.

Next came the three fully developed, mature Sea Kings.

Their enormous bodies trembled violently and struggled madly, their heavy frames repeatedly striking the domain's barrier and making the entire desert quake. But the more violently they struggled, the dimmer their heavy seastone armor became and the further their primal brute strength dwindled. Their precious mature Sea Kings bloodlines were forcibly stripped away, and the cursed energy coiling around them was completely devoured.

Their indestructible, supreme-quality heavy seastone armor rapidly softened, peeled away, and turned to ordinary stone; their physical strength, capable of crushing mountains, drained away layer by layer until it vanished completely.

Boom!

The three colossal creatures, each over a hundred yards long, instantly lost all vitality. Their enormous, shriveled bodies crashed heavily into the yellow sand, leaving three gigantic craters as dust billowed across the sky. They had become utterly lifeless remains.

Last were the ten high-ranking One Piece commodores on the ground.

The three Quasi-Kage Level commodores turned deathly pale, their eyes filled with utter terror and disbelief. They had roamed the East Blue for half their lives, sweeping aside all opposition with bodies fortified by advanced armament haki and exquisite swordsmanship. Even against Kage Level fighters, they could put up a fight. They had never seen such a strange and terrifying ability.

They used every ounce of strength to push their armament haki's hardening to its limit, their bodies gleaming black as they tried to resist the domain's erosion and protect their origins.

But it was futile.

Their thick armament haki coatings rapidly dimmed, receded, and shattered. The haki origins they had painstakingly cultivated for decades were torn out by the roots, their powerful muscles and bones rapidly withered, and their entire foundation of combat prowess was emptied in an instant.

The long blades in their hands drooped helplessly, their hard armor cracked inch by inch, and all their strength was drained away. Their legs buckled, and they fell to their knees together on the yellow sand.

From towering fighting spirit and a lethal encirclement to losing their origins and kneeling helplessly, the entire process took only ten breaths.

All ten high-ranking commodores had their cultivated power destroyed, completely losing all ability to fight.

The entire thousand-mile desert instantly fell deathly silent.

The fierce winds abruptly stopped, the black mist dispersed, and the torrents vanished.

The otherworldly suppressive aura that had shrouded heaven and earth dissipated completely. The stagnated natural chakra began flowing again, and vitality returned to the devastated battlefield of wind and sand.

Every distant Sunagakure ninja and stationed Jonin had a blank mind and a rigid body, utterly losing the ability to speak.

That was a Level Three Rift calamity powerful enough to destroy the Five Great Shinobi Villages and overturn the entire Shinobi World, an annihilating torrent composed of three groups of high-ranking otherworldly fighters.

There had been no explosive exchanges of ninjutsu, no brutal close-quarters slaughter, and not the slightest stalemate or struggle.

The youth stood in midair, relying solely on himself. With a thought, he spread his domain; with another, he plundered, wiping out ten thousand enemies in the flick of a finger.

Simple, clean, and utterly overwhelming.

High in the sky, Lin Chen's white robes fluttered lightly in the wind, and the aura around him grew increasingly concentrated and substantial.

Vast quantities of high-grade origins multiplied by the tenfold critical bonus frantically fused within him. His special grade jujutsu reached complete perfection, his mature Sea Kings bloodline fully settled, and all the Quasi-Kage Level haki was absorbed. Even several faint fragments of Devil Fruit origins merged into his physique, filling minute gaps in his abilities.

His Kage Level foundations were further consolidated, advanced, and elevated, leaving him only a step away from the Kage Level intermediate stage.

Lin Chen lowered his eyes, his gaze sweeping indifferently over the enormous, thousand-foot rift that was still writhing and trembling.

What he had just annihilated was merely the vanguard spilling out of the Level Three Rift.

Deep within the rift, stronger otherworldly beings, opportunities for purer origins, and rarer treasures from across the worlds still lay hidden.

System notifications kept thundering in his mind.

[Ding! All ten thousand vanguard enemies eliminated! Tenfold critical harvest complete!]

[High-grade Devil Fruit origins, lord-class Sea Kings, Special Grade Cursed Spirit leaders, and vice admiral-class One Piece fighters detected in the depths of the rift!]

[Higher-quality origins from across the worlds remain on standby!]

Lin Chen lifted his foot lightly, his white-robed figure stepping through the air as he slowly approached the enormous black gate spanning heaven and earth.

On the deathly silent Sunagakure battlefield below, no one dared move or speak.

Everyone stared fixedly at the retreating figure venturing into the rift alone, nothing but utter reverence and shock remaining in their hearts.

The gate to hell that others regarded as a world-ending calamity.

To him, it was merely a treasure trove to harvest at will.

"Since you're taking too long to come out."

"Then I'll go in and take it myself."