The Chaos Realm expert staggered to regain his footing. The unhealed space beneath his feet was crushed layer by layer by his aura, barely held together by the forceful support of the Chaos Power. His chest heaved violently, his energy intermittent and unstable. The causal backflow from the backlash from the Source-Cause Construct Heart was still churning within him. The void left by the broken logical chain was like an unhealable rift, causing his cultivation to show signs of spiraling out of control for the first time. He slowly raised his head, the original ruthlessness in his eyes forced to subside, replaced by an undisguised apprehension. The situation had undergone a brief but decisive reversal at this moment. He knew very well that continuing the assault would only accelerate his own collapse.
In that brief pause, Qin Yu took a step forward. The Flow of Void Emanation energy around him trembled slightly, and the outer form he had been maintaining silently peeled away. His aura receded and unfolded again, and the world seemed to "recognize" the being standing there anew in that instant. His face, temperament, and soul frequency changed simultaneously. Mo Linxuan's disguise completely vanished, replaced by his true form. The aura of Annihilation that had once made countless forces wary in the shadows spread out without any concealment.
Qin Yu's gaze calmly landed on the other person, his voice not loud, yet it echoed clearly and coldly in the space, "The people of the Asura Immortal Hall, as expected, still can't change their dirty ways of doing things. Look at me again—am I the one you've been looking for, the one at the Severed Observation Realm?"
The Chaos Realm expert's pupils suddenly contracted, and the color drained from his face in an instant. He stared intently at Qin Yu, as if trying to confirm the existence already etched into the intelligence and wanted crystal from every trace of his aura. For the first time, his voice was truly disordered. "It's you... You're Huo Yuan, the leader of the Dragon Abyss Association the Nine Alliances Gang Annihilation? I didn't expect your cultivation to improve so quickly."
Qin Yu's lips curled into a very faint smile, his tone revealing neither joy nor anger. "What, am I not allowed to improve my cultivation level?"
The Chaos Realm expert forcibly stabilized the surging chaotic power, his eyes still filled with resentment and ferocity. "If I weren't severely injured right now, with logic and causality shattered... you alone—"
Before he could finish speaking, Qin Yu had already raised his right hand, his fingertips lightly bringing together in the air as if picking up a Does Not Exist speck of dust. His voice was calm and decisive, directly severing the other party's last whim. "I don't want to waste my breath on you."
The next instant, heaven and earth fell silent.
The Unnamed Initial Silence power was activated.
There was no blazing light, nor any earth-shattering explosion, yet time itself was forcibly emptied at this moment. Space was like a blank sheet of paper with its background erased, all colors, directions, and layers fading away simultaneously. The figure of the Chaos Realm expert froze in place. The remaining Chaos Origin within his body, the not-yet-completely-collapsed cultivation framework, and the definition of his existence as a "severely injured Chaos Realm expert" were dissected and analyzed layer by layer. From the outermost manifestation of power to the causal support, and then to the very premise upon which his existence depended, everything was exposed in the "unexpected" realm pointed to by that finger.
Ten chaotic lotus shadows silently bloomed and vanished at Qin Yu's fingertips. With each collapse of a lotus shadow, a layer of the existence logic on the Chaos Realm expert dissipated. The thoughts of resistance he tried to summon were denied before they could even take shape; the Chaos Origin he tried to rely on was immediately judged as an option that "had never been considered by the universe."
In the end, the figure of the Chaos Realm expert did not fall or shatter, but gradually faded away in an unrecordable blank, like a narrative erased by an eraser, completely disappearing from cause and effect, history, memory, and all possibilities. Only a void that had returned to calm remained where it stood, and even the fact that "a Chaos Realm cultivator once stood here" could no longer be accurately recalled by any being.
Qin Yu slowly withdrew his finger, and the colors of the world returned to normal, as if nothing had ever happened.
Qin Yu raised his hand and lightly pressed his brow. The soul frequency of the Silent Origin Stainless Sword trembled slightly. He forcibly gathered the lingering aura of Annihilation around him, Flow of Void Emanation reversed back into his body along his meridians. The weight of his outward presence was suppressed inch by inch. In the next instant, his aura became restrained and smooth again, and his facial features shifted silently. The sharpness and pressure that originally belonged to Qin Yu were completely concealed, replaced by a disguise that he had long since mastered— Mo Linxuan.
He stood in the center of this region that had just experienced a chaotic-level Annihilation, his gaze sweeping across the now calm void, yet his senses remained sharp. Deep within the Primordial Light Domain, a lingering, undetectable gaze remained—not tracking, nor locking on, but more like a calm "remembering." Qin Yu's heart sank, and he muttered to himself, "There's no need to stay in this unknown world any longer. That Stainless Realm guy has definitely sensed me. He'll catch up with me sooner or later."
As soon as he finished speaking, he left no room for any other being to react. Ripples spread across the void beneath his feet, and the flow of beings in the Void Emanation Realm was compressed to its Ultimate. The moment he took a step, he detached himself from the space itself. The next moment, Qin Yu had already vanished into the void, his figure transforming into an invisible stream of light, rushing towards the entrance of the unknown world's light domain.
The layers of light along the way receded behind him, and the residual feedback from the Primordial Permission resonated gently within him, but he temporarily sealed it away, neither touching nor responding to it. The closer he got to the exit, the clearer the invisible pressure from the depths became, as if something was slowly adjusting its focus, preparing to reconfirm his coordinates.
Just as Qin Yu was about to reach the boundary of the Light Domain, from the depths of the void, a nearly imperceptible wisp of Stainless aura gently swept past the spot where he had just stood, like a gust of wind that arrived a step too late. It failed to reach its target, but it had already determined its direction.
The instant Qin Yu plummeted from the void, the world seemed to be abruptly overturned by an invisible hand. The once orderly edge of the light domain was now nothing but churning undercurrents and fragmented remnants of cause and effect. Where he stood, the legendary entrance to the light domain had vanished completely, leaving only a ring of slowly collapsing, empty folds, as if the concept of a "door" had never existed. Qin Yu's heart sank. He cursed under his breath, instinctively releasing his aura, only to find a smoothed-out blank space. "Damn it, the entrance is gone, this this this—" Before he could finish speaking...
Suddenly, two almost overlapping, resounding echoes came from the depths of heaven and earth. These weren't the sounds of air being torn apart, but rather the low, hoarse groans of space itself being forcibly trampled and Time Splitting. Qin Yu whirled around; at the edge of his vision, two figures were approaching at an incomprehensible speed. Crimson and jet-black wings were fully unfurled amidst the chaotic air currents. Each flap of their wings caused dozens of world lines to shatter. These were the two female demon spirits at the Chaos Realm · Supreme. Their auras were no longer concealed; their wills of hunger, predation, and symbiotic devouring pressed down like a tangible tide, even causing Qin Yu's divine soul to tremble slightly.
Without any hesitation, the Book of Fate Law flashed through his mind but was not unfolded. The Silent Origin Stainless Sword was not yet drawn. He had already instinctively entered the side layer of the void, forcibly deviating along a chaotic rift that was not yet fully closed. The time it takes for an incense stick to burn is almost negligible outside, but inside the rift it was stretched into countless spatial folds and directional misalignments. Only when the oppressive feeling of being hunted was temporarily left behind did Qin Yu step heavily out of the void. The world before him made him stop in his tracks instantly.
This is a terrifying region utterly chaotic, where heaven and earth are no longer distinguished. Thick, continent-like dark clouds have been torn into enormous vortexes, hanging layer upon layer in the air. At the center of these vortexes is an "Eye of the Firmament" that seems to be slowly opening. Crimson and charred lightning bolts intertwine from that hollow center, like countless burning nerves piercing through heaven and earth. The distant land is no longer "land."
Instead, it was a surging, dark sea of molten lava, with crimson lava flowing through black veins. Each rise and fall was accompanied by a heart-pounding roar, as if the entire area itself were a giant, still-moving corpse. A dilapidated ancient tower was half-buried in the molten darkness, its body twisted at impossible angles. The embers of the laws still burning at its top illuminated the surroundings, yet made the shadows appear even deeper. The air was filled with the pungent smell of sulfur and iron, and the scorched stench of cause and effect. Even breathing felt like swallowing fragments of a world that had not yet cooled.
Qin Yu stood at the edge of this area, the Nine-Wheel True Evolution Dharma Wheel slowly and cautiously rotating within his body. The fusion of the illusory and real realms of the Void Emanation Realm fixed his figure on a relatively stable line of existence. He could clearly sense that this was not an extension of the Primordial Light Domain, but rather a "chaotic remnant domain" that had been abandoned, exiled, and even deliberately isolated. The rules here were not shattered, but rather had never been fully written from the beginning. It was precisely because of this that even the two female demon spirits at the Chaos Realm · Supreme...
They might not want to stay here long, but they had already locked onto him. Once the cause and effect of the hunt was established, it wouldn't be easily broken. Qin Yu slowly exhaled, his fingertips tightening almost imperceptibly. His mind was already rapidly calculating every possible outcome—continuing to escape meant being dragged into a deeper unknown; stopping to set up the formation meant a head-on collision with two Supreme- level Predators in this chaotic place; and if he could use this area itself in reverse... He looked up at the slowly rotating Eye of the Firmament, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. This place might not be a death trap.
Qin Yu at the edge of the Molten Dark Sea, looking up directly at the "Eye of the Firmament" hanging at the edge of heaven and earth. It was enormous, hollow, and slowly rotating, like a chaotic pupil that had not yet fully opened. Lightning fell from it like decaying nerves, piercing through the clouds and the earth. His mind sank, and the Nine-Wheel True Evolution Dharma Wheel within his body accelerated simultaneously. The Book of Fate Law turned pages deep within his sea of consciousness but did not manifest. He forcibly pushed the fusion of the illusory and the real at the Void Emanation Realm to its Ultimate.
He began to actively write out cause and effect, attempting to use himself as an anchor to trigger the core anomaly of this chaotic remnant domain. Logic, propositions, and existential judgments spread outwards like invisible patterns towards the sky, but the "eye" remained unresponsive, as if it were not asleep, but rather did not belong to any category that could be awakened from the beginning. Qin Yu quickly sensed the abnormality—it was not that his power was insufficient, but that the "Eye of the Firmament" here simply did not accept the drive of cause and effect. It neither responded to the call nor refused to interfere; it simply existed, like an abandoned but still functioning primitive structure, maintaining complete indifference to all external logic.
Just as he attempted to switch tactics and use the reverse superposition of existence judgments from the Void Evolution Jiwu, the space behind him suddenly tightened. Two almost overlapping oppressive auras pressed against his back like the breath of a predator. He scanned with his divine sense and his heart sank slightly—the two female demon spirits at the Chaos Realm · Supreme had already closed to within ten miles. Their purplish-red wings unfurled under the molten dark sky, the tips of their feathers trailing the afterglow of tearing world lines. The black-winged female demon spirit's figure seemed to merge into the shadow itself. Wherever they passed, the rules were silently devoured and disappeared. They did not attack immediately, but stopped simultaneously when they approached to a just-right distance.
The next instant, the two female demons locked eyes, their gazes no longer filled with mere predatory desire, but with an almost ritualistic calmness. They turned simultaneously, bowing slightly towards the depths of the void, uttering a series of low, distorted syllables from the depths of their throats. It was not any known language; the rhythm seemed to originate from the vibrations of chaos itself. Each syllable carried a sharp edge that tore through cognition. The moment Qin Yu heard it, his soul instinctively shut down part of his senses, yet he still felt a subtle sting, as if someone was trying to gnaw at his comprehension through the language itself.
The space before them collapsed Pre-Nonbeing, and a figure stepped out from the core of the collapse. It was the Stainless Realm · Middle Stage expert who had appeared earlier. His presence was extremely faint, yet extremely heavy, like a primordial foundation stone forcibly embedded in the world. When his gaze swept over Qin Yu, there was no killing intent, no interest, only an indifference bordering on weariness. After listening to the reports from the two female demon spirits, he smiled lightly, a smile that caused the surrounding chaotic air currents to sink for a moment. "Truly, you have a path to heaven but choose not to take it, and a gate to hell but insist on entering it," his voice was not loud, but it seemed to echo directly at the bottom of the rules. "Fine, you will come with me to hunt down other humans. We don't need to lift a finger to deal with these humans."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around, as if Qin Yu was merely a variable not worth wasting time on. The two Chaos Realm · Supreme Female Demon Spirits simultaneously concealed their auras, their crimson and dark wings slowly closing. Without glancing at Qin Yu again, they followed the Stainless Realm expert into the Chaos Rift that was forming on the other side. Before the rift closed, the storm in the remnant domain was briefly drawn in, and then everything returned to its original turbulence and deathly silence.
Qin Yu stood still, not immediately relaxing. He could clearly sense that it was not pity, nor was it letting him go, but a more dangerous judgment—he had been temporarily classified as an existence "not requiring action." This evaluation itself often meant a higher-level purge at some point in the future. He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, his gaze returning to the still unmoved Eye of the Firmament. He already understood that the true secrets of this chaotic remnant domain were probably far from being revealed.