The Divine Might of the Coffer and the Wedge

Deep Root Lower Layers —in a chasm at a point over six hundred levels—blood mist churns like a raging tide of purgatory.

A disciple of the Asura Immortal Hall, still exuding a lingering killing intent, hastily knelt down:

"Elder Ping! The people from the Chaos First Palace and Silent Nothingness Divine Hall have gathered on the eighty-eighth floor! It seems... they are discussing how to retaliate against our temple!"

Ping Koucen's eyes, which had been half-closed, suddenly opened a crack. The Supreme divine soul pressure of the Silent Mystery Realm Profound Realm instantly swept across the surrounding area.

He plunged the massive Asura Bone Blade into the ground, producing a deep, resounding boom, like an ancient beast raising its head from the abyss.

"Very well. Since they dare to form an alliance, then let them all die together. All disciples, listen to my command—follow me and charge up to the eighty-eighth floor!"

Boom--!

One hundred thousand disciples of the Asura Immortal Hall simultaneously drew their swords, raised their blades, and stomped on the blood-red ground.

The sound seemed to announce that a certain era was about to be torn apart.

Following closely behind were twelve Void Emanation Realm Supreme- level elders.

Each person's presence was like a sharp rift in spacetime.

But the most terrifying one was someone who stood silently at the back of the line the whole time.

Chaos Realm, Ultimate, Asura - True Form Revealed.

He wore Asura battle robe, but the hem was burned and torn by black flames, and sixteen "Asura Command Seal of Past Generations" hung on his shoulder.

Each one symbolizes a "Extermination Executor" within the palace who bears the burden of countless massacres.

He looked up, and all three vertical pupils opened simultaneously. The air instantly collapsed into three vortexes.

He is the third-ranked direct disciple of the Asura Immortal Hall: -- Chaos Realm Ultimate Blood Cultivation King Luo Qinghuang.

He walked slowly forward, and with each step he took, the color of the earth darkened a little more.

Ping Koucen glanced sideways. "Luo Qinghuang, you've finally shown yourself."

Luo Qinghuang spoke calmly, his voice seeming to come from the depths of a sea of corpses. "Chen Jieli is dead."

Today, from the Deep Root Lower Layers —my Asura Immortal Hall— will stain the Three Realms with blood.

Whether it's the Chaos First Palace or the Silent Nothingness Divine Hall... anyone who dares to block my path will die.

The 100,000-strong army of the Asura Immortal Hall marched towards the 88th floor. The entire Deep Root Lower Layers seemed to be crushed by iron hooves.

The spatial walls of all levels along the way were shaken and shattered like glass.

Finally—the massive earthquake on the 88th floor was pierced by countless black and red beams of light.

The army of the Asura Immortal Hall was like an iron-colored waterfall at the end of the Three Realms.

It directly surrounded the entire eighty-eighth floor. Inside the eighty-eighth floor, everyone in the Chaos First Palace and the Silent Nothingness Divine Hall looked up at the same time.

Elder Liu Xu's Thousand Realms Wooden Staff trembled violently. "... They've arrived. The army of the Asura Immortal Hall."

The death mark appeared between the brows of the Grand Elder of the Silent Nothingness Divine Hall: "This killing intent... is equivalent to at least 100,000 cultivators."

There's also... a Chaos Realm · Extremity?!

Ling Liangyan frowned. Although she was at the Ultimate of the Void Emanation Realm, she still felt breathless under that oppressive aura. "Is... this going to wipe out the entire eighty-eighth floor?"

The air suddenly felt heavy, like lead. Because—the army of the Asura Immortal Hall had already opened a ten-thousand-mile-long blood array in the eighty-eighth layer of the sky.

Ping Koucen stood in the center of the blood array, looking down at the allied forces of the Chaos First Palace and the Silent Nothingness Divine Hall: "Liu Xu, Elder Silent Void Temple, you two temples..."

When did we fall so low that we need to stick together for warmth?

Elder Liu Xu looked up and retorted calmly, "If the Asura Immortal Hall weren't insane, why would we need to resist them?"

The Grand Elder of the Silent Nothingness Divine Hall sneered, "Ping Koucen, the deaths of your people are no big deal. Chen Jieli's murder—that was his own fault."

Ping Koucen's face was grim. "Chen Jieli died without cause or trace. Jin Hanyan isn't a member of your Silent Nothingness Divine Hall?"

Elder Silent Void's sleeves fluttered. "Hmph, Chen Jieli's skills are inferior. My temple 'Jin Hanyan is merely acting on behalf of Heaven."

The tense standoff between the two sides instantly exploded. A muffled cracking sound followed—

It seemed as if the very bones of heaven and earth had been forcibly broken. Luo Qinghuang stepped out from behind the crowd.

The entire eighty-eight floors seemed to be half swallowed by darkness in an instant. The disciples of the Chaos First Palace turned pale on the spot;

The disciples of the Silent Nothingness Divine Hall felt their hearts pounding, as if they were locked in a coffin.

Luo Qinghuang looked up, his three vertical pupils locking onto Liu Xu and Elder Silent Void: "Today, neither of you from the temple will survive."

Liu Xu: "The Chaos Realm · Extremity... the third direct disciple of the Asura Immortal Hall"

Elder Silent Void said coldly, "Has the Asura Immortal Hall completely gone mad? Do they intend to instigate a true bloodbath among the temples at the Deep Root Lower Layers?!"

Luo Qinghuang sneered, "No, it's a purge. It starts with you daring to get involved at the Deep Root Lower Layers— "

"You are destined to die." As the last word fell,

The blood-red blades of 100,000 disciples of the Asura Immortal Hall were raised simultaneously. The sky above the eighty-eighth level was completely engulfed by the crimson wave.

The eighty-eighth layer of sky seemed to be shattered by an invisible giant hand, blood clouds swirled, and dark abyss-like cracks spread chaotically across the firmament. Luo Qinghuang slowly raised his hand, his arm wrapped with sixteen layers of Asura curse patterns, each pattern wailing softly—like billions of dead weeping. His three vertical pupils opened simultaneously, and in that instant, the earth seemed to be crushed by the gazes of three fragmented worlds, collapsing and cracking. The eighty-eighth layer of earth veins snapped off with a deafening roar, and thousand-foot-tall boulders fell like molten iron blocks. The air was torn into thin, gray-white sheets as it contracted abruptly.

Heaven and earth, under the release of his true nature, shattered completely.

With a gentle press of his finger, the void shattered like glass, countless chaotic fragments swirling in the air. An invisible Asura black hole opened beneath his feet, its bottom churning with the ashes of countless ancient worlds burned to ashes, accompanied by the howls of millions of wronged souls. The entire eighty-eighth floor transformed into a violently shaking chaotic fault line, and countless abysses tens of miles wide split open in the earth, as if the world had been cleaved in two by a sharp blade.

Liu Xu's crown chakra exploded with countless star-like patterns. He clenched his fist, and the heavens suddenly reversed, with enormous Primordial Wood Patterns erupting from the void to block the chaotic waves. He roared, "Disciples of the Chaos First Palace, form the formation!!"

The blue-purple chaotic divine runes instantly lit up, and the thirty disciples of the Chaos First Palace simultaneously extended their palms. In that instant, their souls seemed to be unified by a primordial power, forming an enormous "Chaos Linked Realm Wall." That wall was condensed from billions of starlight, as if freezing time in an instant.

But Luo Qinghuang merely glanced up—and the entire barrier was torn apart like a piece of paper.

Countless disciples were instantly blasted away, their bodies sliced into afterimages by the chaotic wind blades. Some didn't even have time to scream before turning into blood mist. The sky was dyed dark red.

The Grand Elder of the Silent Nothingness Divine Hall suddenly unfurled his sleeves, unleashing a white, chaotic mist that surged from his body, like the primordial fog before the world took shape, engulfing the entire battlefield. He raised his palm and pressed down. "Primordial Chaos Unresolved - Reversing Heaven and Earth!"

The heavens and earth stopped spinning instantly, and all the disciples of the Asura Immortal Hall who were charging forward seemed to have been paused, their movements frozen in mid-air.

However, the next second, Luo Qinghuang's three pupils expanded simultaneously. The world continued to turn.

Elder Silent Void's domain was seemingly swallowed up by three black flames.

"Hmph." Luo Qinghuang scoffed, "You, a half-baked, unresolved idiot, dare to show off in front of me?"

The Grand Elder's chest exploded with a bloody hole, and he was sent flying three hundred feet backward, crashing into an entire mountain range before barely coming to a stop.

With a roar, the 100,000 disciples of the Asura Immortal Hall surged forward like a crimson tide. The battlefield erupted completely.

Countless Asura disciples transformed into crimson shadows, igniting their own lifespans with explosive blood flames, moving so fast that their afterimages were torn into streaks of light; on the other side, the disciples of the Chaos First Palace raised their hands to draw streaks of starlight, with stars falling like rain, clashing with explosive light like fragments of the universe; the disciples of the Silent Nothingness Divine Hall directly used the "Power of the Unformed" to twist the bodies of their enemies, dislocating the limbs of the Asura disciples in one move, forcing them to twist into impossible angles.

Thousands upon thousands of corpses fell from the sky. Boom!!! Boom!!! Boom!!!

An elder of the Asura Immortal Hall, at the Void Emanation Realm · Supreme, unleashed the Heavenly Vault Blood Curtain, pressing down with a palm that resembled smashing a ten-mile-long, blood-red tower into the ground. The ground was instantly blasted open, cracks spreading into a net-like pattern, pulverizing dozens of disciples from the Chaos First Palace.

Elder Liu Xu roared angrily, "Liangyan! The right wing is yours! Stop them!"

Ling Liangyan's figure flashed out, her celestial music shattering the sky. A cyan-purple string was pulled out by her fingertips, slicing across thousands of miles. Space was shaken by that string, causing a disruption in its rules. Dozens of Asura disciples who rushed over were instantly cut into six pieces, their souls not even having time to escape.

But the next second—dozens of Asura Blood Chains emerged from the ground, binding her tightly.

"Hmph... Little girl, you dare to fight?" A supreme Asura Void Emanation Realm · Supreme stepped forward with a cold laugh.

Another elder from the Silent Nothingness Divine Hall arrived instantly, and the two clashed in mid-air. The Chaos and Void Judgment Domains collided with each other, and each clash brought up a shockwave of light and dust thousands of meters high.

The entire 88th floor has now become a scene of global disaster.

The sky was stained red with blood, and the earth was torn into countless fragments. Figures fell like rain, and screams, roars, and explosions filled the air.

Luo Qinghuang stood in the center of the sky, like a killing god rising from a sea of blood. He gently raised his palm, and the blood-red clouds between heaven and earth suddenly gathered, transforming into a huge Asura Blood Blade that spanned the entire eighty-eight levels.

"Everyone—die." He swung his sword.

The heavens and earth were split in two as if the world had been created.

At that moment, space was not shattered, but directly negated.

Elder Liu Xu roared, mustering his last bit of strength, and used his body as a barrier. "Chaos Barrier - Return of All Things to Origin!!"

Elder Silent Void, dragging his mangled body, charged forward. "Formless Reversal - Boundary Overturning!!" BOOM--!!!!

The three forces clashed violently a thousand feet in the air, and the resulting light tore through the walls of the eighty-eighth floor. Many cultivators were instantly vaporized by the shockwave, leaving only ashes.

When the light faded—Elder Liu Xu's left arm was completely shattered.

Silent Void's body turned into mist on one side, while Luo Qinghuang's abdomen was covered with a shallow wound.

However, most of the disciples from the three sides had already died or been injured. Mountains of corpses filled the rift valley.

Blood flowed along the severed veins of the earth, forming a raging red river. The eighty-eighth floor was transformed into a true purgatory.

It was as if some indescribable force had suddenly pressed the switch to collapse the heavens and earth. All the shattered mountains, collapsed city walls, scattered corpses and blood mist on the eighty-eight-layered level paused for a moment, and then in the next breath—they were lifted to the top of the sky by a rebellious and chaotic force, and then pressed back down to the ground.

Luo Qinghuang slowly raised his head, and the black and red flames deep within his three vertical pupils seemed to be deliberately ignited.

He opened his arms. The next instant—the entire eighty-eighth floor of the sky was torn in two by the blood-red light.

A colossal phantom of Asura rose from behind him, its size immeasurable—like an abyssal behemoth suspended in the universe, spanning the entire layer, its six arms holding different fragments of the world, its seven fanged heads roaring to the sky, the roar piercing through the layer walls for nine hundred miles.

The Ultimate chaos, the Asura Taboo —descends.

The earth suddenly detached dozens of feet, the air was compressed into bursting silver fragments, and thirty-six chaotic blood patterns appeared in the sky, each blood pattern resembling a cracked Realm God.

Luo Qinghuang's body suddenly grew a hundred feet taller, his flesh and blood burning into chaotic black flames. The six phantom arms overlapped with his real body, forming a six-fold battle body. He took a step, and the earth sank into a ten-mile abyss on the spot, and the bones of the dead were shattered into powder.

At that moment, he wasn't fighting alone.

It was as if he had dragged the World Extinguisher remnants of the "Ancient Asura Era" back into the present world.

A chaotic storm swept across the entire area once again.

On the entire battlefield, all the remaining disciples of the Chaos First Palace and Silent Nothingness Divine Hall were shaken to their knees, unable to even lift their heads.

Liu Xu struggled to his feet, blood gushing from his chest, his throat torn shut, rendering him unable to speak.

Elder Silent Void's body was already one-third broken, and he was barely maintaining his existence by relying on the power of the Unjudged.

At that moment, a clear female voice pierced the heavens and earth with a thunderous roar.

"Elder Liu, use that thing Qin Yu gave you... Quick! Let's team up!!"

Ling Liangyan, dragging the broken strings of her zither and covered in bruises and bloodstains, still stood upright in the blood-red storm.

Her eyes burned like cold flames. Liu Xu was startled.

The next instant, his pupils contracted sharply. "--Damn it! If you hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten!!"

He suddenly raised his hand, and a pitch-black, lusterless ancient box fell into his palm.

The box was unmarked and unwritten, as if even the concept of "seeing it" had been stripped away.

At the same time, Ling Liangyan raised her hand, and a wedge-shaped divine weapon with cyan and purple patterns appeared. She gently touched it with her fingertips, and thousands of divine patterns bloomed from the core of the wedge, like a sigh from the heavens.

Nameless edict Coffer of Reverse Return.

The Edict of Formless: The Wedge of Extermination.

When these two imperial artifacts appeared simultaneously, the heavens and earth seemed to be forced to make way for them, and even the Asura phantom behind Luo Qinghuang let out a low roar that did not belong to this world.

"You..." For the first time Luo Qinghuang showed genuine fear, "You actually dared to touch—the Imperial Artifact?!"

Ling Liangyan's long hair exploded with blue-purple flames, and the starry river around Liu Xu flowed backward as the two stepped forward simultaneously.

The two artifacts made contact in mid-air. Boom!

It was not sound. It was not light. It was not a vibration that any world could withstand.

It was a kind of "existence level collapse" that made even the eighty-eighth floor itself groan in despair.

The sky cracked into seventy thousand abysses. The earth's veins melted into flowing chaotic molten iron.

The corpses of the dead turned into starlight. The souls of the living were shaken out of their color by the ripples of the divine artifact.

The two artifacts slowly aligned in mid-air, like the first handshake between two supreme laws deep within the universe.

One black—devouring cause and effect. One blue-purple—severing existence.

At the moment of their union, a divine light of annihilation, powerful enough to rewrite the world, erupted.

Luo Qinghuang roared in terror and fury, "No!!! That is—something that cannot coexist!!!"

But the divine light had already faded.

The Coffer of Reverse Return opened a deep rift, like a black polar night swallowing all worlds;

The Wedge of Extermination pierced through the crack, unleashing billions of blue-purple rays that transformed the entire rift into a World Extinguisher torrent.

The divine light pierced through Luo Qinghuang's six-fold true body, causing his body to crack open and his soul consciousness to reignite.

The primordial blood of chaos evaporated into a silent mist.

The Asura phantom let out a horrifying scream as it was torn into countless pieces by the divine light and devoured inch by inch by the Coffer of Reverse Return.

There were no corpses, no ashes, not even a definition of "death" was left behind.

Luo Qinghuang – utterly Annihilation.

His last pair of three pupils, frozen in the shape of fear, were torn apart by the purplish-blue and black imperial glow, dissipating into emptiness.

Tens of thousands of disciples of the Asura Immortal Hall were struck as if by lightning. Their heavenly souls shattered, and half of them died on the spot. The rest knelt on the ground, vomiting blood, their fighting spirit collapsing.

The aftershocks of the combined brilliance of the imperial artifacts swept across all eighty-eight floors, turning the battlefield into a desolate white sky.

Silence returned to the heavens and earth. Liu Xu knelt on the ground, his arms a bloody mess, yet he still gripped the imperial edict.

Ling Liangyan stood beside him, her robes torn and her zither strings broken, but her eyes held an unprecedented determination.

Eighty-eighth floor, the battle situation has temporarily reversed.