The Deep Root Lower Layers seemed to have had all its light drained away by some Nameless force, leaving only suffocating black ashes.
When those three terrifying creatures converged from the Sea of Shadows, the entire layer of heaven and earth seemed to have been "half-erased," and even the tremors were swallowed up.
Then, they moved. It wasn't movement, but rather like the universe being forcibly dragged into an unbearable special effects catastrophe.
The first living being to make a move – "The Black Abyss Realm Devouring One"
It raised its enormous body, formed from charred cracks and ash, its chest cavity like a prison of an entire fiery inferno.
The next instant—the vortex in his chest exploded!
Like a second black hole tearing open, it instantly sucked in all the light and sound of the space.
Just as an elder of the Silent Nothingness Divine Hall was about to activate the Silent Void Domain, his body was sucked away and shattered from the soles of his feet the moment the vortex appeared.
It's not a bloody explosion, but a kind of disintegration like being erased from the world.
His body seemed to be composed of countless gray shadows, which were being peeled away layer by layer.
Even the screams were sucked into the depths of the black hole, Annihilation so completely that Wuhen "his existence".
The hundreds of disciples only had time to do one thing: look up in fear.
The next instant, everyone was drawn into the vortex; their shadows were sucked in first, and their bodies were then forcibly distorted.
Like being baked to ashes by an invisible flame, disappearing completely.
The second being to act was "The Flame Crown World Render".
It pointed its finger into the void, and the sky suddenly cracked open.
A massive, burning vortex of sun emerged behind it, like the second curtain of World Extinguisher.
The moment it stepped on the ground—a fiery crack pierced through the entire space, stretching from heaven to earth!
Billions of fiery serpents spread from the cracks, like flames of agony crawling out of the timeline.
Silent, yet so intense it tore space to shreds.
An elder of the Silent Nothingness Divine Hall had just raised his hand, intending to launch a counterattack of Annihilation...
The flames had already landed on his brow. The flames didn't burn him, but instead—
His existence was "ignited" into a line of fire that burned from the future all the way to the past.
Every moment from his birth to this moment was simultaneously ignited, transforming into countless scattered orange-red light fragments.
It's like a person's past life being used as ink, smeared on burnt-out manuscript paper.
Dozens of disciples were hit by the fire, but instead of turning to ashes, they were blown away as if by the wind.
His entire body shattered into countless fragments of light, Trace Vanishing of the flames.
The third being intervened—"The Soul-Bound Final Fallen One".
It didn't move. It just raised its head.
But when that face, torn apart by black mist and embers, was raised...
The entire 999th floor felt like it had been pressed into the deep sea.
Silence. Lightlessness. Timelessness.
The shadows of all the disciples twisted into "another version of themselves" at the same instant.
The shadow rose from the ground, transforming into a solid, black nightmare form.
Then they betrayed them. The disciples of the Silent Nothingness Divine Hall discovered in horror:
Your own shadow grabs your neck, your own shadow breaks your spine.
One's own shadow pulls one's soul out from between the eyebrows.
Like pulling a thin thread from the soil. But--
The shadows weren't what truly killed them.
What truly led to their demise was the moment the shadow gently crushed that strand of soul consciousness.
Suddenly, all the light of heaven and earth returned to their bodies.
But they discovered their bodies were gone. The concept of their "existence" was replaced by shadows.
Then it was destroyed by the shadow himself. Corpse? Does Not Exist. Bloodshed? Does Not Exist.
Even the process of being "killed" cannot be recalled.
They were completely torn from the Deep Root Lower Layers logical chain by the combined efforts of the three beings.
When the three destructive forces unleashed simultaneously, the entire 999-story building seemed to be swallowed up like an over-dramatized catastrophe movie.
The Black Abyss absorbs the sky
The Flame Crown destroyed fate
The Final Fallen One erases existence
The last elder of the Silent Nothingness Divine Hall screamed, "This is... this is the true Deep Root Lower Layers— "
Before he could finish speaking, the shadow pulled away the entire causal chain of his words from behind him.
His lips had barely parted when he was gone.
Eventually, the area quieted down.
Three terrifying creatures stood atop countless forgotten ashes.
Like a true master Deep Root Lower Layers, gazing down upon the Does Not Exist corpses scattered on the ground.
The only sound remaining in the air was—a more ancient awakening from the deepest, most Deep Root Lower Layers.
After all the elders and disciples of the Silent Nothingness Divine Hall Annihilation on the 999th floor, the entire floor fell into a strange state resembling "silence after death".
There were no bodies. No bloodstains. No signs of a fight.
It was as if no life had ever set foot on this level. And then--
The three terrifying creatures simultaneously looked up. But it wasn't just looking up;
And like three world -World Extinguisher mountains, they direct their "gaze" towards even higher levels.
The next instant—the entire spatial hierarchy collapsed with a deafening roar.
Like three colossal beasts ascending a ladder to heaven, they begin to rise, tearing, piercing, and crushing.
The "Black Abyss Realm Devouring One Sea Region Palace Sect" on the 998th floor, enters the 998th floor of the Sea and Sky World.
At that moment, the sea seemed to be drained, and the water flowed back into countless thin black lines, which were sucked into the black hole in its chest.
More than 100,000 disciples of the Sea Region Palace Sect are vying for the Sea Heart Jade Core.
Looking up, I saw: --The sea had been pulled away. --The sky had been swallowed up.
Their screams had barely begun when
The entire sect, along with its underwater structures, was sucked into silent ashes. The Sea Region Palace Sect ceased to exist.
Floor 997 - The destruction of the "Heavenly Descendant Outer Hall" of the God Clan. When "Flame Crown World Render" entered Floor 997,
The Heavenly Descendant Divine Clan's priests are conducting Divine Fire Judgment. But compared to the "World-Extinguishing Vortex Sun" behind the divine fire,
It was just an oil lamp lit under the blazing sun. It raised its hand and pointed—
A fiery band split open in the sky. Tens of thousands of the Heavenly Descendant Divine Clan Gods were imprisoned within the fiery band.
His body quickly burst into thin streaks of fire.
Then it was smeared into grayish-white debris. The Heavenly Descendant Outer Hall, the main chapel, the divine stone tower, the ancient divine pillars...
Everything vanished into nothingness amidst the burning and collapse. The bloodline of the Celestials was forever broken.
996th Floor - The Shadowless Gang wiped out the "Soul-Bound Final Fallen One" upon entering the 996th floor.
The Shadowless Gang disciples instantly realized that their shadows had vanished.
The next instant, shadows rose from behind them, transforming into dark, shadowy figures.
Like a manifestation of their deepest fears.
The five hall masters of the Shadowless Gang roared simultaneously, "Shadow-Suppressing Formation— "
But before the array diagram could fully light up, the shadow had already pounced.
Each shadow lightly touched his brow. They instantly transformed into a black line.
Dissipated. No flames. No shattering.
They didn't even feel pain. The ten thousand disciples of the Shadowless Gang were erased from the timeline in the same instant.
Sects, Lineage, Rogue Cultivator, divine beast tribes...
The entire population was slaughtered from the 999th floor all the way up to the 920th floor.
The three beings resembled three "spearheads of Annihilation," capable of destroying heaven and earth.
Wherever they went: the entire tribe suddenly froze, space seemed to be drained by a black hole, buildings were blown away like sand paintings by the wind, everyone's shadows rebelled, and the destiny of fire ignited from within their bodies.
The chain of life breaks and they perish.
Many sects didn't even leave behind a record of being "annihilated".
The Deep Root Lower Layers have been truly eradicated. The entire area has become the legendary "Zone of No Memories."
Meanwhile—on the 97th floor, in an area resembling an "untouched, silent lake plain,"
Elder Liu Xu, Ling Liangyan, and the remaining dozen or so disciples of the Chaos First Palace
They were gathering above a floating gray-blue mist to heal their wounds. The lake was calm and still.
The Spiritual Qi wrapped around everyone like a transparent ribbon, but the vibrations permeating the air told them:
Deeper still, an unimaginable cataclysmic event is unfolding.
Ling Liangyan's forehead was covered in sweat, and her face was deathly pale. "Three tremors... the Deep Root Lower Layers are probably in chaos."
Elder Liu Xu struggled to maintain his damaged Chaos Source Power.
His gaze was lowered considerably. "The Asura Immortal Hall is probably not the most terrifying thing... something far more ancient has awakened in its Deep Root."
The dozen or so disciples remained silent, unable to even imagine what those terrifying fluctuations emanating from the lower levels truly meant.
Floor 309. Jin Hanyan had just finished her battle with the Source Extremity Envoy of the "Domain of No Record".
Her white dress was stained with a very faint grayish-black mark; that was—
The lingering echo of Fate Soul being forcibly stripped away.
She suddenly looked up. The next moment—
For the first time, her expression underwent a genuine change.
Not fear, nor anger,
Rather, it is an extremely rare kind of cold, sharp intensity.
Because she sensed it: tens of thousands of Fate Soul in the Silent Nothingness Divine Hall were completely wiped out in the same instant.
Not death—it's "Does Not Exist." Jin Hanyan raised her hand, tearing open space.
A bluish-white chaotic light stream formed a straight line that pierced through hundreds of layers:
"Those capable of achieving this... are definitely not the Asura Immortal Hall." "My Silent Nothingness Divine Hall... has encountered a true enemy."
She transformed into a colorless streak of light and plunged straight down, so fast that even space itself could not leave a trace of her.
Elsewhere, Deep Root Lower Layers a forgotten fault line—
The Void Emanation Realm · Supreme Liu Yuan Practitioners, Liu Yuan, walked on the shattered, mirror-like spatial slabs.
He licked his lips. "Another sect wiped out? Tsk tsk, the more chaos there is, the better stuff I can collect..."
However, as he took the next step, the space beneath his feet suddenly cracked open.
Like a shattered black mirror, he was dragged into an abyss of darkness.
When his vision returned—he stood before an endless River of Cause Splitting.
Time stood still. All cause and effect shattered.
The air was as cold as a corpse's skin. A beam of light slowly rose from the riverbed.
It wasn't firelight, nor was it soullight, but rather—
A human silhouette erased from time. That silhouette looks up at him.
The next instant, Liu Yuan Practitioners's hair stood on end.
Because what he saw was not some unknown enemy, but --
"A self with no past and no future."
A "him" who has long since died, yet walks here.
An existence he could neither comprehend nor escape.
A strange whisper echoed from the depths of the River of Cause Splitting: "You have been forgotten by time."
A sliver of space was gently parted. As Jin Hanyan's toes landed on the outer edge of the 999th floor...
The entire spacetime seemed to have been completely erased by an invisible hand.
The world was colorless; fragmented cause and effect floated in the air like torn threads.
The space was fragmented, peeling away layer by layer into cold, white pieces;
Even the phenomenon of "sound" itself has been completely annihilated.
Jin Hanyan stood in the center of the silence, her white robes fluttering slightly.
Her pupils contracted slightly.
She saw:
The elder of the Silent Nothingness Divine Hall had his soul chain broken and was hanging in mid-air, but there was no corpse.
The disciples' life seals turned to black ash, but there were no signs of death;
There were no traces of battle in the world, but it was full of cracks that indicated "existence had been eradicated".
This is not death. It is—the removal of all existence from the logic of the world.
Jin Hanyan raised her hand and picked up a wisp of ash that remained in the air.
The ashes vanished instantly from her fingertips, not even remaining as "ashes".
An unprecedented abyssal aura emanated from the spatial crack.
For the first time, her voice carried genuine solemnity. "... Mystic Void Realm."
She slowly raised her head, gazing at the three vanishing trails in the depths of nothingness. "Mysterious beyond mystery, nothingness beyond nothingness..."
Transcending all rules, causality, propositions, existence, and Does Not Exist--.
For the first time, a dangerous glint appeared in her eyes. "The Mystic Void Realm? This is bad."
"Deep Root Lower Layers lies a being on par with the 'Silent Void Source Ancestor'..."
This place is no longer the domain of any temple.
She raised her hand and gently tore open the void, a stream of purplish-blue chaotic light slicing open a silent rift.
"We must notify all cultivators at the Deep Root Lower Layers as soon as possible, or the consequences will be unimaginable. If these things escape Deep Root..." The next moment—
She transformed into light, vanished into the void, and soared towards a higher realm. And in the instant she departed—
In the darkness deep within the Devastation Zone, something slowly opened its eyes.
Final Cause Rending Domain, the Liu Yuan Practitioners stood upon the shattered River of Cause and Effect.
Beneath his feet lay not the earth, but countless fragments of "fragments of fate he had once trodden upon."
A faceless silhouette rose from the riverbed—it was "himself, the deleted future."
It had no eyes, yet it stared at him. It had no mouth, yet it spoke to him, "You... have already died once."
The Liu Yuan Practitioners felt a chill run through him. "What a joke, I'm standing right here—"
The next instant—the faceless being raised its hand. The world suddenly shattered. Boom!!!
The black current, Timelessness, cause, and order, transformed into nine Epoch-Severing Annihilation River.
It instantly sealed off the area around the Liu Yuan Practitioners.
Each of the Annihilation River bears an inscription:
You died here.
You will die here.
You never left this place.
Your future journey has come to an end here.
You Does Not Exist in this moment.
Your sentence is incorrect.
You are a revoked proposition.
You cannot be described.
You are a "deleted result".
The Liu Yuan Practitioners's breath caught in his throat. "This... this... this is..."
His eyes were cracked and bleeding. "Causal lock?! Who could have done something like this...?"
He gritted his teeth and unleashed the full power of his Void Emanation Realm · Supreme.
Tearing open the Annihilation River —him from the future casually pressed down. Boom!!
The Liu Yuan Practitioners's entire arm instantly disintegrated into dust. "Who did you attack?"
His voice, though icy and devoid of emotion, rang coldly.
It was as if the blank world was speaking to him.
The Liu Yuan Practitioners roared, unleashing all of its Void Evolution Dao Source.
Countless black storms swept across the four regions.
Impacting the Annihilation River: "You're nothing but a fleeting shadow of the future! Get out of my way!!!"
The Annihilation River remained completely still.
Instead, the nine Annihilation River echoed in unison, "The erroneous have reached their end."
In the future, he raises his hand and points his finger.
The entire Final Cause Rending Domain seems to have been completely deleted.
The Liu Yuan Practitioners Abyss was covered in countless causal wounds.
Flesh and Fate Soul, disintegrated simultaneously.
His eyes widened, Ultimate: "This is impossible—who—is controlling the future—who—"
The faceless future man replied calmly, "Not anyone. It's that you have no future."
The voice of the Liu Yuan Practitioners was swallowed up by space.
His figure crumbled layer by layer, like a sketch erased by an eraser.
Even all the causes and effects of "his existence" have turned into empty ashes.
The world's final verdict on him: -- You shouldn't be remembered.