Qin Yu atop the lingering traces of the void wind, his gaze slowly withdrawing from the paradoxical [Beginningless Single Thought]. In a fleeting moment, his mind had already completed a near-ruthless assessment. He knew very well that the man before him, Zhou Yujin, was no ordinary person. Being able to traverse the many perilous areas of the Void Obliteration Domain at the Silent Mystery Realm level meant he held trump cards beyond appearances. And those four words, "Nameless Eternal Land," were not something easily used as a gamble. But equally, he understood better than anyone his current predicament. At his current position, the Annihilation Dawn Realm · Supreme's pinnacle is already at its Limit. If he wants to truly step into the Void Emanation Realm, relying solely on seclusion and accumulating time would require an unacceptably long number of eras. Not to mention the impending storm in the Void Obliteration Domain, with the Nine-Headed Calamity Beast roaming the forbidden zone and the Asura Immortal Hall and the Nine Alliances Gang stirring up trouble. He needs a faster, more stable, and more irreversible leap, and [Beginningless Single Thought] is precisely at the intersection of all these things. It is both dangerous and tempting, it could be a stepping stone or a blade, but as long as he is the one wielding the blade, then this blade will only point outward.
He looked up at Zhou Yujin, his tone calm and direct, "I can promise you, I'll go with you on this trip." The moment his words fell, a flicker of hesitation flashed in Zhou Yujin's eyes, but Qin Yu gave him no room to breathe, his voice continuing, "But I have one condition: what if you go back on your word, or change your mind at the last minute and try to use me as a stepping stone?"
Zhou Yujin didn't evade the question; instead, he revealed a smile as if he had anticipated it. He stored the [Beginningless Single Thought] back into its crystal core, spread his hands in front of him, and said crisply, "That's simple, fellow Daoist. I can establish a logical connection with you at the level of divine consciousness." He looked directly at Qin Yu, his gaze frank. "With you as the main spear, you hold the power of definition, judgment, and termination. If I have even the slightest thought of repentance along the way, you only need to have a single thought, and my logic will self-destruct, and my existence will Annihilation on the spot."
The void suddenly fell silent.
Qin Yu looked at him, as if confirming the weight of his words. After a moment, a very faint smile appeared on his lips. "Alright, since you're so agreeable, then let's form an alliance."
The moment his words fell, Qin Yu's aura subtly changed. He did not release any external pressure, nor did he manifest any unusual phenomena. Only the main soul wheel belonging to the [Silent Beginning Ring Master Soul Diagram] deep between his brows trembled slightly. Invisible logical patterns unfolded from the depths of his consciousness, like a silent star map without boundaries. On the star map, causal lines automatically arranged, and the defining axis slowly stood up. All interconnected rules were written in advance before his thoughts even took shape.
Zhou Yujin's heart skipped a beat. He clearly felt a sense of dominance descend upon him, not domineering, but absolutely irresistible. It was not suppression, but the establishment of position— Qin Yu stood at the starting point of the logic, while he was merely one of the variables allowed to enter.
Qin Yu raised his hand, joined two fingers together, and gently tapped the air. This finger did not touch Zhou Yujin's body, but it seemed to touch the "structure of his existence". In an instant, an extremely thin, silent light pattern extended from Qin Yu's fingertip and penetrated into the depths of Zhou Yujin's sea of consciousness. The light pattern did not seal or lock, but quietly embedded itself, forming an inescapable common anchor point at the core of his consciousness.
Zhou Yujin groaned, but did not resist. He took the initiative to release the boundaries of his divine sense, allowing the interconnected pattern to close completely. When the last wisp of light sank into nothingness, he knew clearly that from this moment on, as long as Qin Yu had a single thought, all his past and future, his departure and stay, and even his "regret" would be directly judged on a logical level.
Qin Yu withdrew his hand, his aura returning to normal, as if everything he had just done was merely a casual gesture. "The alliance is complete."
Zhou Yujin a deep breath, then revealed a genuinely relaxed smile, "It's a pleasure to cooperate, fellow Daoist."
Qin Yu nodded, saying nothing more, but simply stepped aside half a step. "Let's go, lead the way."
The next instant, the two figures blurred simultaneously. The void beneath their feet cracked silently and then quickly healed. The starry sky of the Void Obliteration Domain was left behind, while in the direction of the "Nameless Eternal Land," an abyss that had never been described was slowly unfolding.
The void beneath their feet stretched and folded, then silently closed behind them. The star tide of the Void Obliteration Domain seemed to be parted by an invisible hand, transforming into a silent passage for them alone. There were no traces of light or shadow along the way, and even the direction itself seemed blurry. Only the chill that was getting closer and closer to the "Nameless Eternal Land" slowly intensified in the depths of their consciousness, like a negation that had not yet taken shape but already existed.
Zhou Yujin glanced at Qin Yu, who remained calm throughout, hesitated for a moment, and then smiled and said, "By the way, fellow Daoist, we've been traveling together, so I can't keep calling you 'fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist.' How should I address you?"
Qin Yu's gaze remained fixed, his tone indifferent, "You call me Mo Linxuan."
Zhou Yujin was slightly taken aback, then nodded in agreement, without asking any further questions. "Alright, Brother Linxuan." This address sounded natural, as if the name was meant for Qin Yu.
The two traveled a distance further, and an indescribable sense of stillness gradually emerged in the void ahead, as if even the very breath of the Void Obliteration Domain itself was weakened here. Zhou Yujin's smile faded, and her tone became low and serious, "Brother Linxuan, since you have agreed to travel with me, there are some things I should tell you truthfully."
Qin Yu didn't turn around, but simply gave a soft "hmm".
"My sister's illness is not a matter of ordinary injury, poison, or Karmic Backlash," Zhou Yujin's voice was exceptionally clear in the void, "It's a state of... 'being eternally misremembered'."
He paused, as if choosing his words carefully, "At the time of her birth, there was a very brief epochal misalignment deep within the ice layer of the Northern Region Desolate Abyss. At that moment, her existence was unintentionally 'registered' into an eternal fragment that should not belong to her. Since then, her body remains in the present, but the logic of her life has been slowly dragged towards a future that Does Not Exist."
Qin Yu's eyes flickered slightly. "So she wasn't weakening, but... being taken away?"
"That's exactly right." Zhou Yujin gave a bitter smile. "Her cultivation cannot increase, her consciousness is often intermittent, and although her physical body appears intact, it becomes almost transparent at certain moments, as if she could be erased from this world at any time. She is not going to die, but rather to be 'taken back'."
From the depths of the void, a faint rumble, like that of an ancient storm, could be heard.
"The only way to save her is to use another, more ancient and ruthless 'anchor of existence' to forcibly pull her back from that eternal misremembering," Zhou Yujin continued. "And the medicinal herb I'm looking for was born for this purpose."
Qin Yu finally turned his head. "What's its name?"
Zhou Yujin took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Its name is [Nameless Root-Returning Grass]."
The moment the name was uttered, even the surrounding void seemed to pause slightly.
"It wasn't born in any particular era, nor does it belong to any recorded timeline." Zhou Yujin's gaze deepened. "Legend has it that it only appears on the edge of the 'Nameless Eternal Land,' a region where existence has not yet been named, where time has not yet been segmented, where everything is in a state of 'about to become' yet 'not yet established,' and the [Nameless Root-Returning Grass] is born from this state."
He raised his hand and made a vague gesture, and a blurry outline flashed between the two of them. It was not like an ordinary spiritual plant, which had no fixed shape. It was more like a "thought" rooted in nothingness, with leaves that were sometimes clear and sometimes disappearing, but its roots were unfathomably deep.
"Its only function is to forcibly 'return' anything that has been misled or occupied by an unnecessary future to its original, rightful place." Zhou Yujin said in a low voice, "To forcibly 'return' it to its original, rightful place."
Qin Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he instantly understood the key point. "So it's not treatment, but correction."
"That's right." Zhou Yujin nodded. "It will sever all ties between my sister and that eternal misremembered record, allowing her to belong only to 'this moment,' only to 'now,' even if the price is... her altered potential, destiny, and even cultivation limits will be erased."
His voice trailed off, becoming extremely soft yet resolute, "But as long as she survives, I can give up all of this."
Suddenly, a region in the void ahead appeared that could not be called a "scene." There was no distinction between light and darkness, and even the concepts of "distance" and "nearness" seemed superfluous. Zhou Yujin gazed at that region and said softly, "And the [Nameless Eternal Land] is precisely the place where this power of 'return' is strongest, but... those who enter will often be asked a question by its illusion first."
Qin Yu asked calmly, "What's the problem?"
Zhou Yujin turned around, a hint of nervousness creeping into her smile. "It won't ask who you are, or what you're here for. It will only make you prove one thing—"
Do you truly belong to the present?
The void here no longer resembles a torn curtain, but rather an old painting that has been repeatedly erased and rewritten countless times. The colors have faded, yet an undeniable sense of weight remains. Qin Yu and Zhou Yujin's figures gradually slowed down as they fled. The space ahead was not an obstacle, but a kind of "oppression" that made people instinctively slow down, as if taking another step forward would lead them into a realm where even the right to exist needed to be reapplied for.
The outer perimeter of the Nameless Eternal Land Does Not Exist clear boundaries. There are no city walls, no barriers, and no structures that can be called "entrances." It lies abruptly in the depths of the Void Obliteration Domain, like a fault line deliberately forgotten by the world. Here, the sky loses its sense of height. It is neither like the sky nor a dome, but a slowly flowing gray-white veil, as if it were superimposed from countless moments that have not yet occurred. Each flow causes a slight misalignment of light and shadow, as if the scene has been edited and then forcibly spliced together.
The ground beneath his feet was no longer earth, nor void, but a gray matrix somewhere between "bearing" and "rejecting," its surface smooth as a mirror, yet reflecting no image. Even Qin Yu's figure only left a faint outline the moment his foot landed, before being smoothed out, as if this area did not recognize the concept of "walker."
In the distance, layers of afterimages floated in mid-air. Some resembled unfinished mountain outlines, while others were closer to the silhouettes of shattered cities. They overlapped and intertwined, yet could never be pieced together into a complete form, as if each one existed only at the beginning of a denied era. Tiny silver-gray dust particles constantly emanated from the edges of the afterimages. These dust particles did not fall but rose slowly against gravity, turning into silent, annihilating specks of light in the air.
There was no wind in the air, yet one could clearly feel a "flow"—not the propulsion of air currents, but an illusion created by the pull of time. Breathing became exceptionally clear here; each exhale and inhale felt like exchanging some invisible permission with this area. The surrounding silence was not deathly stillness, but an extremely restrained quiet, as if countless unawakened things were lurking deeper, waiting only for a suitable reason to reveal themselves.
Further away, a nearly imperceptible dark arc stretches across the field of vision. It is neither a crack nor a river, but rather an unfinished mark left behind after the world was "paused" here. The space within the arc appears unusually stable, while outside the arc, images flicker slightly, like old memories that have been repeatedly deleted and altered.
The moment Qin Yu and Zhou Yujin stepped into this outer area, the familiar deep background of the Void Obliteration Domain completely receded. Everything behind them seemed to be closed by an invisible hand. Sound, distance, and direction became unimportant in the same instant. In their place, there was a feeling that went straight to the depths of their consciousness—this was not a place to be explored, but a place to be filtered.
The outer perimeter of the Nameless Eternal Land unfolds quietly, like a judgment that has not yet begun but whose fate has already been decided.