The moment the Abyss Core Yama Suanni saw the three chaotic energies completely sealing off the heavens and earth, all nine of its heads trembled violently. Its dark red calamity pupils suddenly contracted, and the calamity pressure that had covered the sky became disordered for the first time. It was not fear, but a kind of rage driven to the brink of despair. The Abyssal Cause Core began to beat uncontrollably, like a cosmic heart about to go out of control.
It realized that if it stayed any longer, it would surely die.
The next instant, the Abyss Core Yama Suanni suddenly twisted its tattered nine-headed giant body, and all the calamity scales flipped over at the same time. Dense escape runes appeared on the back of the scales. The Abyssal Cause Core collapsed inward, preparing to forcibly tear apart the boundary of the battlefield and escape into the undefined chaotic rift. The heavens and earth were pulled by its will, and space emitted a piercing tearing sound, as if the entire battlefield was about to be dragged down with it and collapse.
Just as it was about to break free— Zhang Lin took a step forward.
The void beneath his feet was shattered into layers of collapsing chaotic steps. His figure magnified infinitely in the interplay of lightning and order. With a wave of his hand, the entire sky suddenly darkened, as if a chaotic lightning domain composed of countless superimposed worlds had been forcibly suppressed. The lightning did not fall, but rather "generated," instantly taking shape in front of the Abyss Core Yama Suanni's escape path. Countless chaotic lightning pillars, as thick as galaxies, intertwined to form a cage. The lightning Time Splitting without making a sound, yet it caused the space itself to convulse violently, instantly nailing down the escape coordinates.
"Trying to leave?" Before the words were even finished, Xi Huanluo had already made her move.
He stood in mid-air, his robes billowing without wind, and the radiance of the Fallen Dawn slowly unfolded behind him. It wasn't light, but the color of the last moment before all things faced their end. The light and shadow of heaven and earth were forcibly smoothed out, and all the colors of calamity rapidly faded into gray and white in this field of light. She gently raised her finger, and what fell from her fingertip was not an attack, but a "twilight".
As the sun of Fallen Dawn slowly descended from the sky, the rules of calamity were extinguished one by one in its path. The nine heads of the Abyss Core Yama Suanni simultaneously let out a tearing roar, and their scales began to crumble off piece by piece. The calamity runes resembled words stripped of their meaning, turning into disordered dust in the radiance of the Fallen Dawn.
Before it could fully stabilize its origin, the power of the ocean had already descended.
Lin Long's arms trembled, and the chaotic energy around him transformed into a boundless deep sea. The void seemed to be injected with weight and began to collapse downwards. He moved forward step by step, and with each step, a layer of "Realm Sea" spread out. Amidst the surging waves, the body of the Abyss Core Yama Suanni was forcibly dragged into this endless ocean. It was not water, but a materialized torrent of World Enforcement. Each surge stripped away the stability of the calamity, gradually lowering and crushing its level of existence.
The three chaotic forces completed their closure at this moment. The Thunder Domain sealed off escape, the Fallen Dawn Annihilated the rules, and the Vast Ocean Suppressed the Origin.
The Abyss Core Yama Suanni let out its final roar, its nine heads opening simultaneously, attempting to detonate its own Abyssal Cause Core and perish together with the entire battlefield. However, before its core could be fully ignited, Zhang Lin had already raised his hand and pressed it down.
The Chaotic Thunder Domain suddenly contracted, and all the thunder pillars collapsed inward at the same time, transforming into a thunder seal covering the sky. It pressed the Abyss Core Yama Suanni along with the madly vibrating Calamity Core within its body into the center of the thunder seal. Xi Huanluo gently closed his fingertips, Fallen Dawn Sun suddenly disintegrated into countless fragments of the End, seeping into its body along the cracks in the thunder seal, extinguishing all the calamity possibilities that had not yet erupted.
Finally, Lin Long gave a low shout, and the Realm Sea overturned.
The endless ocean collapsed inward, forming a deep blue chaotic shell that completely sealed off the Thunder Seal and the afterglow of the Fallen Dawn. The instant the shell closed, the colossal figure of the Abyss Core Yama Suanni was crushed layer by layer within it; scales, flesh, calamity runes, and the core of origin—inch by inch—collapsed, dissolved, and flattened. Even the very concept of the "Calamity Beast Abyss Core Yama Suanni" was utterly obliterated in this chaotic-level suppression. After a brief moment of silence, the world resumed its flow. The Abyss Core Yama Suanni was completely Annihilation.
The embers of the battlefield had not yet completely dissipated, and the shattered sky was slowly mending itself, like an old curtain that had been forcibly torn and then barely patched up. The remaining chaotic lightning marks, the afterglow of the Fallen Dawn, and the tides of the Realm Sea were still colliding with each other in the air, emitting a faint but heart-palpitating low hum. The original location of the Causeless Heavenly Sect was now just an unnameable blank space, without ruins, without remains, and not even a trace of "having ever existed," as if it had always been a void where no one had ever set foot.
Zhang Lin landed slowly, the void beneath his feet trembling slightly. He reached out to help the elder of the Silent Mystery Realm who was almost unsteady on his feet. The elder's aura was chaotic and disordered, with obvious breaks in his logic. His eyes were bloodshot, but he couldn't shed a single tear, as if even his grief had been drained away.
"We're late." Zhang Lin's voice was low and restrained, each word like a heavy hammer pressing on his chest.
An almost broken growl escaped the Elder Zhang's throat, his shoulders trembling violently. After a long while, he managed to squeeze out words, his voice hoarse and unlike that of a living person. "The entire Causeless Heavenly Sect... and all the elders and disciples who came with me to provide support... are all gone." He raised his head, gazing at the Emptiness space, his eyes filled with an incomprehensible emptiness. "That beast... didn't just kill them; it erased the 'existence itself' of the Causeless Heavenly Sect. The sect, its lineage, its name, its karma... all of it is gone."
A barely perceptible chill swept through the void, as if even heaven and earth paused briefly at those words.
Xi Huanluo to one side, the radiance of the Fallen Dawn long since faded, yet a faint aura of the end still shrouded her. She gazed silently at the blank space, her eyes cold and clear, as if observing an unfinished thread of calamity. After a moment, she spoke slowly, her tone calm yet carrying an unyielding resolve. "Let's go."
She turned around, her robes fluttering as if dusk were sweeping across the edge of the world. "Of the nine calamity beasts, only seven remain. The Abyss Core Yama Suanni is merely one of them." Her voice echoed in the void. "We cannot remain here any longer. The other areas of the temple require our return to guard them."
Lin Long didn't say much, but nodded heavily, a hint of suppressed anger and killing intent flashing in his eyes. He raised his hand and opened the gate to the depths of the void, the ripples of the Realm Sea slowly surging behind the gate.
Zhang Lin took one last look at the place that had been erased of all meaning, gently patted the shoulder of the Silent Mystery Realm elder, and transferred a wisp of stabilizing energy into the other's body. Then, the figures of the four people blurred at the same time, turning into four streams of chaotic light of different colors, and disappeared into the depths of the void, leaving only the world gradually returning to calm, and that blank space that could no longer be recorded in any history books.
Meanwhile, in the unknown world, the wind in the deepest part of the canyon where Qin Yu was located suddenly stopped, as if even the flow itself had been paused by some invisible will. The moment Qin Yu stepped into this area, the rocks under his feet no longer echoed, and only an almost absolute stillness remained between heaven and earth. He slowly raised his head, his gaze passing over the surging, lingering dark red mist, and saw the building standing in the core of the canyon—a rectangular cube building so huge that it was difficult to measure, with straight and perfect edges, as if it had not been "built" but was directly "projected" into reality from some higher logic.
The surface of the cube was not a solid stone wall, but rather composed of countless Ultimate fine light patterns. Billions of golden-white runes, like flowing galaxies, descended slowly from top to bottom along the facade, then flowed back at the edges, forming a perpetually cyclical order that was never chaotic. Deep within the light patterns, even smaller characters and geometric breaks could be faintly seen, like fragments of history, rules, and narratives compressed into a two-dimensional plane. Each flash seemed to silently write and silently erase a definition of existence. The cube did not completely land; it floated above the canyon, with a thin layer of mist separating its bottom from the void. Beneath this mist, the original landscape of the canyon had completely lost its meaning, as if a new spatial coordinate had been forcibly covered over it.
One side of the building presents a deeper, darker gold hue, where the light patterns become sparse and calm, as if entering a dormant or closed state. The other side, however, is bright to the point of being blinding, with layers of light cascading down like a waterfall, illuminating the faint outline of the cube's interior structure—neither a hall nor a palace, but a layered superposition that cannot be described as an "internal space," like countless worlds compressed and folded, sealed within an absolutely stable geometric shell.
Qin Yu stood at the edge of the canyon, not immediately approaching. He could clearly sense that this cube did not exude any hostility, yet it was more dangerous than anything he had encountered before. It had no oppressive aura, no killing intent, and not even any clear restrictive fluctuations. But it was precisely this state of "nothingness" that kept pulling his perception to the edge of imbalance, as if if he took another step forward, his own existence would be renumbered, reordered, or even written into some pre-prepared empty space.
Azure Ring hovered beside his shoulder, her usually light and cheerful aura now unusually restrained. Azure flames slowly swirled around her, as if instinctively resisting some higher "silent order." Qin Yu's gaze moved slowly along one edge of the cube, discovering several tiny points of light floating above that edge. Each point of light was like an extremely compressed world node, connected to each other by invisible lines of logic, forming a complete and closed whole.
This place doesn't resemble a ruin, nor a sect or cave dwelling. It's more like a "structure itself" forgotten at the end of the canyon, an absolute form that shouldn't appear in any era or narrative. All the previous confinement, forgetting, and anomalies of the canyon point to this silent, standing cube.