Just as everyone was wondering, a song, like that of a young girl, suddenly rang out. The song appeared the instant the first grain of sand fell from the hourglass; it had no source, no direction, as if it didn't come from space, but was awakened directly in the echo before existence was even determined. It was extremely short, lasting only a few breaths, yet it was like a truncated primordial chant. The melody had no highs or lows, but possessed a tranquility that rendered all rhythms meaningless. It wasn't sound vibrating the air, but chaos whispering its own reflection—
In the Chaos's First Birth, before the distinction between Yin and Yang, without any fixed order, before the Heaven and Earth Undetermined, there was a unified primordial unity, transcending the distinction between existence and non-existence—the melody itself is a realm. The moment it unfolds, the light of the Primordial Light Domain suddenly loses its color; white is no longer white, and darkness is no longer darkness. The boundaries of space seem to be wiped open with a finger, transforming into layers of unnamed, blurry overlap. The pressure does not press down on the physical body, but falls directly on the fundamental question of "why the self exists," as if gently inquiring—by what right are you allowed to possess structure?
Almost simultaneously, the auras of the Asura Immortal Hall and the Nine Alliances Gang members all froze. It wasn't the feeling of being suppressed by external force, but rather the logic within their bodies beginning to loosen on its own. A Void Emanation Realm · Middle Stage cultivator's face turned deathly pale. His protective domain hadn't shattered, but a strange "gap" appeared, like a sentence with its definition erased. Immediately afterward, the trajectory of his propositions slowed down, Causal Loop began to overlap and negate themselves. Basic judgments like "I am defending" and "I am thinking" in his consciousness were slowly lengthened and diluted, as if placed in a time that hadn't yet formed a river. Another Silent Mystery Realm · Peak let out a muffled groan.
His Martial Soul phantom was still there, but it could no longer respond to any commands. This was because the song was not attacking the Martial Soul, but rather dismantling the premise that "commands can be executed" bit by bit. More and more people began to experience misaligned reactions. Some were clearly standing still, yet they felt themselves constantly retreating. Others were clearly still circulating their cultivation techniques, yet they could no longer confirm whether they were actually doing so. Logic was not broken, but rather patiently dismantled by chaos. Every pillar supporting oneself was gently pulled away.
The expression of the Chaos Realm · Middle Stage expert from the Asura Immortal Hall finally changed. Chaos power surged around him, and he instinctively tried to suppress it with the "order of judgment," but he found that his chaotic power lost its sense of direction the moment it approached the song. It no longer pointed to any target and could only flow meaninglessly on the surface of his body. For the first time, he realized that this was not the other party's supernatural power, but a kind of "echo beyond permission." Beneath the hourglass, the afterimages of the characters in the Primordial Light Domain were trembling slightly, as if calibrating the rhythm of the song.
Only Qin Yu stood at the forefront, his steps unwavering. His breathing was steady, and the fusion of the Void Emanation Realm within his body naturally unfolded. The moment the song ended, he clearly sensed that his own logic was being touched, but not torn apart. Instead, he was being "questioned." The essence of the Void Evolution Jiwu made the questioning lose its target. He could feel that the song was not directed at any individual, but rather was conducting a preliminary screening of the "observation qualifications" in the entire area. And all of this was probably just the prelude.
Just as the song was about to completely fade away, the sand in the hourglass suddenly showed an extremely subtle sign of flowing backward, as if some being had listened and was preparing to give a response.
Before the chaotic song had completely dissipated, the sand in the hourglass had become noticeably thinner, almost transparent, as if each falling grain was not sand, but some kind of "permission to exist" forcibly stripped away. The surviving cultivators of the Asura Immortal Hall and the Nine Alliances Gang reacted almost simultaneously. No one dared to hesitate any longer; all sorts of trump card life-saving abilities were activated at the same time. Some even burned their Fate-Cause, severing their own destiny in exchange for a brief moment of clarity.
Some forcibly closed the definition of their martial soul, causing their soul consciousness to regress to its most primitive "unnamed state." Others folded their consciousness into the afterimage of time, leaving their physical bodies frozen while their minds hid in a fleeting moment of the past. The Chaos Realm · Middle Stage expert from the Asura Immortal Hall roared, and the power of chaos transformed into a layer of disordered mist that enveloped his entire body. He no longer sought stability, but only "not being judged." Qin Yu stood still, and the Flow of Void Emanation naturally unfolded within his body, with illusion and reality overlapping each other. The song fell on him, as if being sucked into an invisible buffer layer, leaving only a vague aftershock.
As the last grain of quicksand fell, the song finally came to an end. The melody seemed to have been pressed into the depths of the primordial world by an invisible hand. The space of the light domain re-coalesced, but it had lost its previous integrity. Like a canvas that had been folded and unfolded many times, it had wrinkles that could not be smoothed out. When everyone regained their most basic senses, only nine auras remained intact in the arena. The rest of the cultivators, some did not even leave behind their corpses, leaving only an incomprehensible blank space in their place. Others stood still like statues, but could no longer be "awakened". In the end, among the survivors, apart from Qin Yu, there were only eight experts of the Silent Mystery Realm and the Chaos Realm · Middle Stage of the Asura Immortal Hall.
After a brief silence, a powerful member of the Nine Alliances Gang Silent Mystery Realm, suddenly looked up. His eyes still held lingering fear and ferocity. He stared intently at Qin Yu, his voice sharp and broken due to his still-unstable logic, "What kind of path are you leading us to! If you hadn't led us here, we wouldn't be in this state of utter destruction! Die!" Before his words even finished, he forcefully mobilized his remaining power, causality and killing intent intertwining into a twisted shockwave that hurtled towards Qin Yu.
In that instant, a chilling, discordant feeling suddenly swept through Qin Yu's heart. It didn't come from the attack itself, but from the environment. He clearly sensed that the "background" of the Primordial Light Domain was changing, as if a higher-level gaze was refocusing. He almost instinctively prepared to retreat, but the power of the Void Evolution was about to pull him away when it was forcibly cut off in the next instant.
The hourglass vanished completely before everyone's eyes, leaving no trace of its disappearance. Immediately afterward, the entire light domain trembled violently. The rumbling echoes didn't come from any particular direction, but exploded simultaneously within the cognitive core of every survivor. The voice was deep and calm, yet carried an undeniable, ancient authority. "You... are truly interesting, actually managing to withstand the Sound of the Specter."
The moment the words fell, all movements were forcibly frozen, the attack halted midway, the chaotic power solidified into disordered patterns, even the extension of thoughts was paused. In the center of the light domain, space slowly parted like the surface of water, and a figure stepped out from the cracked "depth of light." He was not tall, nor did he have any earth-shattering phenomena accompanying him. His robes were simple, his aura restrained, and his entire being seemed to blend naturally into the surrounding environment.
It neither appears to exist nor to be nothing; only its absolute "Stainless" makes it impossible to find any point of attack or analysis in it— the Stainless Realm · Middle Stage, a truly untainted existence, untouched by cause and effect or defined by any definition.
His gaze slowly swept over everyone in the room, finally lingering on Qin Yu for a moment, as if confirming a variable that had not yet been written into the text.
His aura was not flamboyant, but it was so pure that it was almost terrifying. It was as if any impurities that came near him would be automatically stripped away. His existence itself was like a "cleaned" destiny track, clean, indifferent, and unquestionable. And beside him, two figures appeared at the same time.
When the first otherworldly female demon spirit descended, the air was stained an eerie purplish-red. The enormous wings that unfolded behind her seemed to be pieced together from broken energy blades, with edges flowing with interwoven dark blue and purple flames. Every slight tremor of her wings created a fine tearing sound in the space. Her body was slender and dangerous, with dark scales and armor-like bone structures covering her skin. Two horns curved and grew from her forehead, with chaotic fire patterns flowing within the horn markings. Her pupils were as empty as an abyss, yet they gleamed with a cruel light when she gazed at her prey. Just by standing there, the rules of the surrounding light domain began to become unstable and collapse.
The other female demon was entirely different. When she emerged from the darkness, the world seemed to fall into night. Her enormous black wings appeared to be formed from countless overlapping shadows of death, with slender, dark-patterned chains hanging from the edges of her feathers. With each gentle sway, they stirred causal vibrations. A crimson crown of flames burned atop her head, the flames not spreading outwards but constantly collapsing inwards, as if devouring their own definition. Her long hair cascaded like a silver waterfall, her face cold and indifferent. When her gaze swept over the crowd, there was no hostility, no emotion, only a calm judgment. "You have not yet become food." The Chaos Realm · Supreme.
This realization exploded in the minds of all the survivors almost simultaneously; the air suddenly became thick, and even standing became difficult.
The mysterious powerful figure stood between the two female demon spirits, raising his hand and gently waving it. All the disturbances in the light field subsided. His voice rang out again, unhurried yet like a final judgment, "You are very lucky. My pets just happen to need some exercise." His gaze slowly swept across the crowd, finally settling on Qin Yu, but he didn't give him a second glance. His tone remained indifferent.
"The rules are simple: defeat them and you may leave; otherwise..." Before she could finish speaking, the wings of the two female demon spirits unfurled simultaneously, unleashing a torrent of chaotic pressure that forcibly pulled the rules of heaven and earth into their predatory structure, "Becoming their nourishment."
At this moment, the core of the Primordial Light Domain seemed to have completely transformed into a silent arena. Qin Yu stood in front of the crowd, the Silent Origin Stainless Sword resonating slightly in his sea of consciousness, and the pages of the Book of Fate Law turning automatically without wind. He clearly sensed that this was not a test, nor a transaction, but a true judgment of survival.
In that instant Primordial Light Domain completely lost its right to "wait and see".
Almost before the two Chaos Realm · Supreme Female Demon Spirits had fully unfurled their wings, Qin Yu had already moved. Without a declaration or any preparation, his presence was "displaced" within the Void Emanation Realm level. In the next instant, the entire space seemed to be logically severed by an invisible hand, and he was already standing directly in front of the purple-red winged female demon spirit on the left, so close that even the chaotic flames emanating from the edges of her wings were cutting through his robes.
At that moment, the world seemed to slow down. The female demon's pupils contracted slightly, and for the first time, she showed an emotion that resembled "surprise," because she had not sensed any prelude to hostility— Qin Yu had not "approached," but had appeared directly from a state "not yet judged as a distance."
The Silent Origin Stainless Sword took shape in Qin Yu's hand. Without light or sound, the moment the sword's edge appeared, the sky above the Primordial Light Domain suddenly collapsed, as if an invisible force had torn apart a dome covering all worlds, revealing a deeper and more ancient dark layer of void behind it. Qin Yu took a step forward, the sword moving with him. Before the first wave of the No-Thought Absolute Silence Sword had even been fully released, a large-scale "cognitive lag" had already occurred on the entire battlefield, and the consciousness of all the spectators was a beat slower.
The crimson-winged female demon let out a low, distorted howl—not a sound, but the resonance of a chaotic structure being forcibly manipulated. Her wings suddenly closed, transforming into two dark purple arc blades that traversed the heavens and earth. Wherever the blades passed, space seemed to have been peeled away, revealing the turbulent causal currents churning within. The Chaos Realm · Supreme was released without reservation at this moment, stretching the entire light domain into the core of a battlefield on the verge of collapse.
Qin Yu did not back down.
The moment the sword was thrust forward, his figure seemed to stretch infinitely, then contract again in the next instant. When the sword light slashed out, there was no trajectory, no direction, not even the act of "slashing" itself. Only an absolute white domain covering a range of ten thousand feet in front of him suddenly lit up, as if the universe was forced to recall a state of "never having consciousness" in that instant. The chaotic arc blade crashed into the white domain, like smashing into a Does Not Exist lake. All energy, causality, and rules instantly lost their definition at the point of contact. There was no explosion; instead, there was a chilling "silent collapse." A third of the purple-red banshee's wings were forcibly cut off. The break was not a wound, but an unnameable blank.
At that very moment, the Chaos Realm · Middle Stage expert from the Asura Immortal Hall finally made his move.
He clearly misjudged the situation.
Chaotic power surged wildly within him as he attempted to forcefully intervene in the battle between the two Chaos Realm · Supreme Female Demon Spirits and Qin Yu using the "Unjudged Order," hoping to seize control of the battlefield. However, when his chaotic torrent truly crashed into the core of the Primordial Light Domain, a catastrophic chain reaction erupted across the entire region. The underlying rules of the Primordial Light Domain were forcibly stretched, and space crumbled layer by layer like a shattered mirror. Countless fragments of the light domain tumbled, overlapped, and shifted in mid-air, and the flow of time reversed completely in different regions.
"Oh no--!"
The expression on the face of the powerful figure from the Asura Immortal Hall changed instantly. His attack not only failed to suppress either side, but instead directly triggered the "co-eating reaction" between the two female demon spirits.
Another black-winged female demon slowly raised her head. The cluster of scarlet flames above her head suddenly swelled, and her black wings trembled violently. The shadows of the entire battlefield seemed to come alive, rising simultaneously from the ground, the air, and the shattered fragments of the light domain. She didn't even look directly at the direction of the Nine Alliances Gang; she simply raised a finger and gently pointed forward.
In the next instant, the area where the eight powerful members of the Nine Alliances Gang were located was compressed into a dark sphere. There was no explosion, no screams, and the eight people didn't even have time to release their full defensive measures. Their protective Dao domains, life trajectory structures, and consciousness cores were all "determined as edible structures" by the pressure of the Chaos Realm · Supreme power in the same instant. The dark sphere suddenly collapsed, and all existence was compressed into a thin, imperceptible black line. Then, even the black line itself was swallowed up by the red flames of the Flame Crown and completely disappeared from the light domain.
Eight people, Annihilation in a single blow.
The battlefield fell into a brief but terrifying silence. The Chaos Realm expert realized that this was not a contest, not a training exercise, but a true slaughter.
The crimson-winged female demon regained her footing, and the edges of her tattered wings began to evolve new chaotic structures on their own. She stared at Qin Yu, a look of near excitement appearing on her face for the first time. The black-winged female demon slowly turned around, casting her unfathomable pupils in Qin Yu's direction, as if she had finally acknowledged the "value" of her prey.