After Void Logic Extreme Owl's complete Annihilation, the Shadow Demon Valley seemed to have been gently erased from the world's blueprint. All the blood mist and logical cracks distorted by the calamity flowed back silently, returning to a state of near-"never happened" calm. Jin Hanyan stood still, not turning back to confirm any results, because in her eyes, Void Logic Extreme Owl had no longer had the value of being "confirmed" from the moment she pointed that finger. She merely raised her eyes slightly and glanced at the darkness deeper within the Demon Valley that was not yet completely closed. There, an even more ancient and heavy aura stirred, but it was still not enough to warrant her intervention again. So she turned around, stepping barefoot into the void. Her white clothes and silver hair disappeared together in the Silent Void wind, as if a wisp of a shadow from before the Heaven and Earth Undetermined been retrieved. The Shadow Demon Valley was once again left only with blood and death.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the Void Obliteration Domain, on the outskirts of the Nameless Eternal Land, Qin Yu and Zhou Yujin stood before that forbidden zone that could not be defined by "boundaries." The sky was like a dome folded in reverse, with dark gold and deep blue lightning patterns slowly moving beneath the clouds. The earth was not solid soil, but layers of stacked time remnants, displaced and chaotic. Just before the two could take another step, an inaudible yet crystal clear tremor rippled out from the depths of the forbidden zone. It was neither sound nor energy fluctuation, but an echo that directly affected "presence"—the Nameless Echo.
In that instant, Zhou Yujin groaned, his body swaying slightly. His Silent Mystery Realm allowed him to barely stabilize himself, but for the first time, his expression turned solemn. Everything around him seemed to be asking the same question: Who are you? Why are you here? Do you really exist? And his answers began to slow down, as if they needed to be recalculated. At the same time, Qin Yu's vision suddenly darkened. It wasn't blindness, but rather that the world itself had been stripped of its "background" in his perception. Heaven and earth, time, direction, front and back, all retreated to meaningless embellishments, leaving only a cold and grand will slowly taking shape deep within the forbidden zone. That will had no form, yet it repeatedly echoed the same judgment—confirmation, or erasure.
This is the first selection in the Nameless Eternal Land.
Zhou Yujin's breathing became rapid. He whispered a word of resistance, almost instinctively, but found that language had lost its anchor and could not truly stand. Just then, Qin Yu slowly raised his head. He did not rush to circulate any power or call any skills. His mind sank into that emptied world, sinking to a place deeper than fear and instinct. There, he saw all the traces of his journey—the erased name, the denied existence, the self that was forced to reconstruct time and time again in a higher logic. He understood that if he tried to respond with "power" this time, the Nameless Echo would only classify him as an abnormal variable that could be deleted.
So he made his choice.
It was not resistance, nor concealment, but confirmation.
In that blank space, Qin Yu, for the first time, took the initiative to "acknowledge" himself to the world. He did not reveal any name, nor did he emphasize any identity. He simply let the logical outline of his existence slowly unfold in the most primal way—not as a cultivator of a certain realm, not as a member of a certain camp, but as "existence itself" that had been denied many times but still chose to continue moving forward. In that instant, his existence no longer depended on external definitions, but was like an anchor nailed into a blank space, landing steadily.
The Nameless Echo suddenly stopped.
As if some will paused for a moment deep within the forbidden zone, the sweeping tendency to erase slowly receded, replaced by a low and distant aftershock, like a kind of recognition, or like an unfinished gaze. Zhou Yujin gasped for breath, the world returning to his perception. He looked at Qin Yu, and for the first time, genuine shock appeared in his eyes, because he clearly felt that at that moment, Qin Yu had not stood firm based on realm or power, but on the fact that he was "allowed to exist."
The forbidden zone remained silent, but the entrance to the Nameless Eternal Land quietly became clearer before them.
The moment they stepped into the Nameless Eternal Land, it was as if an invisible hand had lifted it from the "bottom of the world." The space did not unfold, but collapsed. The front, back, left, and right sides all lost their meaning. There was no ground beneath their feet, nor sky above their heads. Only a chaotic stream, somewhere between "never born" and "denied," was slowly churning. Dark blue, deathly black, and colorless light and shadow intertwined to form layers of vortexes, like countless drafts of the world that had not yet been written overlapping each other. In the distance came extremely low and slow echoes, as if the chaos itself was breathing. Every rise and fall caused a subtle displacement of time. Qin Yu and Zhou Yujin's figures appeared extremely small in it, yet they were not directly swallowed up because of their respective stable logic of existence.
Just as they regained their footing, the chaos ahead suddenly froze.
It wasn't a matter of temperature freezing, but rather the concept of "change" being forcibly halted. The surging chaos suddenly solidified into an endless, dark ice plain. Above the ice plain, countless layers of transparent walls, like fetal membranes, overlapped one another. Each layer vaguely reflected the Realm Wheel "before creation." In the center of this ice plain, a shadow so vast it defied measurement slowly emerged. This shadow didn't approach from afar, but manifested directly at the "center of existence."
Luoyu.
It does not swim, but "manifests." Shaped like a fish, it has long transcended the concept of "fish." Its true form lies across the Chaos Icefield, its length immeasurable, seemingly stretching from the Unborn darkness at one end to the endless void at the other. Scales spread out in layers, each like a chaotic membrane yet to have undergone creation. The interior is not a physical entity, but a churning void and negated possibilities. Occasionally, light and shadow break and are reborn within, but it can never truly "exist." It has two wings on its back, neither feathers nor membranes, but two shadows formed from "nothingness" itself. When they unfold slightly, the light seems to be forcibly turned back to its source, leaving only unfocused blankness in the field of vision. A single horn on its head pierces straight into the depths of chaos, its interior empty, reflecting neither heaven nor earth, nor all things, only a chilling scene—the absolute silence before heaven and earth existed.
Those eyes were the most terrifying part. Two black suns hung on either side of the head, without pupils or light, yet they seemed to devour everything that had the right to be "seen." Before the gaze had even truly fallen, the surrounding chaos began to collapse spontaneously, and even the thought of "I am looking at it" became hesitant and dangerous.
Air and sound Does Not Exist, yet when the Luoyu slightly turned its body, the entire Nameless Eternal Land seemed to experience a silent tremor. Fine cracking sounds came from the depths of the ice field. These were not the shattering of matter, but rather a prelude to the "level of existence" being forcibly pushed back to its origin.
Zhou Yujin's expression changed completely at this moment. For the first time, his Silent Mystery Realm mindset showed an almost instinctive retreat. His throat tightened, and he even forgot how to breathe. He whispered a judgment that was almost trembling, "... This is not an ordinary forbidden zone guardian beast. This is... an ancient demon beast that has been frozen for hundreds of millions of years, the Luoyu, the true shadow of the Chaos Yinglong."
Qin Yu did not respond immediately. His gaze was fixed on the enormous body, but deep within his sea of consciousness, it was trembling wildly. It was not fear, but an instinctive warning that arose when being directly watched by a higher being. He clearly felt that as long as those two black suns truly "saw" them, even for just a moment, their so-called realm, cultivation, and even the anchor point of their self-confirmation could all be dragged back to "before Unborn." In front of this demonic beast, the Chaos Realm was no longer an adjective, but the background of its breath.
On the icy plain, the Luoyu slowly raised its head, its horn pointing directly at their location. The shadow of its wings trembled slightly, and from the depths of chaos came a cry that sounded like a mandarin duck, yet even more ethereal than silence. In that instant, Qin Yu and Zhou Yujin simultaneously realized that they had truly been brought into the sight of this "Nameless Lord, Wuji Yinglong, Guiwuji Zun".
The body of the Luoyu trembled slightly on the Chaos Icefield. It was not a movement, but a fluctuation of "thought". Then, a familiar yet utterly inappropriate cry emanated from the depths of its throat. The sound was like the low cry of a mandarin duck, but it was infinitely stretched, flattened, and stripped of all emotion, leaving only a silent tremor that returned to its source - the Mandarin Duck Sound - the true sound of Annihilation.
Without sound waves or air vibrations, the roar erupted directly from within existence itself. All the unstable boundary walls on the Chaos Icefield cracked simultaneously. The cracks contained not light, but fragments of stripped memories and concepts, as if countless worlds were forced to recall "the state before their birth" at the same moment. In that instant, Qin Yu felt his sea of consciousness being gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand, and his consciousness was forcibly dragged towards a dark source point that had no time, no direction, and not even "I".
He was forced to look up.
Those two black sun-like eyes came into full view. They had no pupils, no reflections, but in the instant their gazes met, they dissected the existence of "Qin Yu" from the outside in. His name began to blur, the past was like handwriting washed away, and the future turned into a blank space that had not yet been written. His heartbeat began to become disordered, as if even the fact of "being alive" was being re-examined.
In that instant, Zhou Yujin moved.
He didn't approach the Luoyu, but instead moved sideways and stood beside Qin Yu. The power of the Silent Mystery Realm no longer manifested in any visible form, but suddenly collapsed into an extremely small "Timeless Domain". His eyes were more solemn than ever before, and he uttered a thought that was almost silent yet as heavy as ten thousand pounds: Silent Profundity - No Moment, No Bounds.
In that instant, time lost its flow, space lost its distance, and the aftershocks of the Mandarin Duck Sound were forcibly pressed into a layer "without before or after." The true voice of the Luoyu was still echoing, but it seemed to be trapped in an instant that could never be reached. The feeling of falling in Qin Yu's sea of consciousness, which was being dragged towards the original silence, suddenly eased, as if at the last moment of the fall, it was forcibly stuffed into an invisible buffer layer.
"Don't look at it completely!" Zhou Yujin's voice came intermittently from the logical interlayer, "If you let it complete a 'confirmation,' we won't even have the right to be erased!"
Qin Yu gritted his teeth, forcibly calming his mind. He did not look away—because he knew very well that any escape at this moment would be tantamount to admitting "being reduced to nothingness," and would only allow the black suns to truly lock on. His will was like a bowstring stretched to its Limit, trembling repeatedly on the verge of breaking. In the next instant, he directly reconstructed his self-anchor point in his sea of consciousness, compressing all distracting thoughts into a single core idea: I am here.
The moment this thought took shape, he raised his hand, but did not draw his sword or use any overt killing techniques. Instead, he took a half-step forward, using his own existence as the axis. When he took this step, there was no solid ground beneath his feet, but it was as if he had stepped on the "boundary line between the Unborn and the destroyed." The aura around him suddenly changed, and the state of passively enduring instantly turned into resistance.
The two forces clashed in an extremely dangerous manner at that moment.
Zhou Yujin's No Moment, No Bounds froze the moment Qin Yu was "confirmed," while the confirmation of Qin Yu's existence gave that frozen moment an undeniable "foothold." When the Mandarin Duck Sound collided with this combination, for the first time, a deviation occurred. Countless silent shockwaves exploded from the depths of the Chaos Icefield, like an inverted sea of stars flipping in an instant. For the first time, the enormous body of the Luoyu showed a very slight pause.
That wasn't an injury, but rather a "question".
The shadows of the Luoyu's wings slowly receded, its gaze, like the black sun, lingering on them for a moment longer, as if reassessing these two insignificant beings who should have been wiped out in an instant. The echoes of the Mandarin Duck Sound finally dissipated, and the Chaos Icefield began to flow again, but in that flow, there was a trace of "humanity" that had been forcibly inserted and did not belong to the original.
After this exchange ended, Qin Yu's back was soaked with cold sweat. He could clearly feel that if Zhou Yujin hadn't used her own karma to bear the pressure at the most crucial moment, that true voice would have been enough to send him straight into Eternal Silence. Zhou Yujin's aura was also noticeably weaker, but she still stood straight, her eyes fixed on the chaotic dragon-like being in front of her.
The Luoyu slowly opened and closed its mouthparts, and the ice field deep in the chaos began to tremble again, as if the next sound would no longer be just a test.