Calamity Abyssal Wheel Beast Crown · Abyssal Beast

The direct disciple of the Asura Hall's expression changed drastically. Almost instinctively, he roared, his voice piercing and shattering in the void of the Void Obliteration Domain— "Scatter! Scatter quickly—there are demonic beasts in the sea!!" Before his words had even finished, the entire deep sea suddenly seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible hand. The surface of the sea stopped undulating and instead collapsed downwards. Space itself emitted a low, sluggish wail. A gigantic force, so dark it reflected no light, erupted from the depths of the sea, piercing through the void without warning. One of the Chaos Realm · Extremity experts didn't even have time to scream before being dragged to the bottom of the sea by that force. His Chaos Protection lost its protective meaning the moment it touched the seawater.

As if the logical pathways had been directly erased, in the next instant, a strange and indifferent light shone in the deep sea. It was neither like a law nor a supernatural power, but more like a "mark of judgment" from a deeper cycle of reincarnation. The light flashed and then disappeared. The aura, proposition, and trace of existence of that powerful person were simultaneously severed. Even the result of "being killed" could not be left behind, leaving only a dark sea area that quickly returned to calm.

Immediately afterwards, the sea surface began to rise slowly, not as waves, but as rings of abyssal whirlpools like giant tree rings, spreading outward from the center of the sea. Each ring compressed the spatial scale, making it difficult for the seven people to even stand still. Then, a shadow so enormous that it could not be described as a "body" emerged from the deepest part of the whirlpool. Its appearance was not a breakthrough from the water, but rather as if the entire deep sea "gave way" in its presence. The seawater slid down, layered, and receded along some irreversible structure, revealing the true ruler— the Abyssal Wheel Beast Crown Abyssal Beast.

Its main body resembles a colossal city of reincarnation suspended above the deep sea, presenting a terrifying, nested ring structure. Countless dark beast wheels interlock and rotate, each ring engraved with incomplete thematic patterns, as if forcibly stuffed and crushed by countless beings. The outermost crown is like a crown forged from the abyss; as it slowly rotates, it grinds fine cracks into the void. Its "head" is not a single form, but a chaotic aggregate constantly covered, peeled away, and overlapped by multiple beast head outlines. With each rotation, different fangs, eye sockets, and crown patterns appear, but no face can truly remain fixed, as if it has never allowed itself to be fully observed.

The instant the Abyssal Beast fully manifested, an invisible yet absolute suppression swept across the area. [Epoch Crown Soul Suppression] quietly unfolded, without domain boundaries or announcement. In the same instant, the soul consciousness of the group was forcibly suppressed, as if an invisible beast crown had been directly placed upon their consciousness. They clearly felt that they had lost the right to "prioritize defining the battle" at this moment. Any soul skills they wanted to actively use were forcibly delayed, weakened, or even suppressed back to an unformed state. At a deeper level, [Fate Ring Balance Severance] began to operate. A deep, resonant vibration, like the deep sea echoing, came from the depths of the Abyssal Beast's crown. The skill channels, soul ring connections, and combat skill causal chains around the group were severed, misaligned, and collapsed one by one. The flow of soul power was like a river channel that had been forcibly broken, no longer able to flow smoothly.

At this moment, they finally understood that their companion had not been "killed," but rather had been directly stripped, crushed, and smoothed out from the cycle of reincarnation and the Fate Ring. The Abyssal Wheel Beast Crown hovered quietly above the deep sea, its rings slowly rotating, as if waiting for the next being to be included in the cycle. And at this moment, the deep sea of Void Obliteration Domain truly revealed its fangs as a forbidden zone.

Almost simultaneously, all six fell silent, their voices filled with genuine fear for the first time. It wasn't the fear of suppressed cultivation, but the instinctive reaction of "certainly confirming certain death at Knowing Layer."

"It's one of the nine calamity beasts... the Abyssal Wheel Beast Crown!"

"Run! Run!"

At this moment, the dignity of the Chaos Realm and the status of a direct descendant of a divine temple were all irrelevant. The direct disciple of the Asura Immortal Hall was deathly pale. He knew better than anyone what the nine-headed calamity beast meant in the forbidden sequence of the Void Obliteration Domain —it wasn't just a "powerful enemy," but a declaration of "certain death for those of the same realm." Even if the six of them joined forces, even if they were all at the Chaos Realm, they would only be a fragment in the cycle of reincarnation before such an existence. Without the slightest hesitation, and without even a roar, he directly burned his origin, forcibly tearing open the void and fleeing backward. The other five also simultaneously used their life-saving techniques, and the void was shattered into fragments by the fleeing afterimages.

However, their movements were still too slow in the face of the "rotation logic" of the Abyssal Wheel Beast Crown.

Above the deep sea, the Abyssal Wheel Beast Crown slowly rose. It wasn't moving; rather, the entire space itself sank, placing it in a higher position of judgment. Its outermost beast wheels suddenly accelerated, emitting a deep rumble like millions of gears meshing simultaneously. At the center of the crown, a dark halo, seemingly forged by the abyss and by time itself, unfolded—

Advanced Divine Power: Abyssal Epoch Wheel Judgment.

This supernatural power had no opening gesture, no incantation, and no energy gathering process; its very appearance was a declaration. It was a massive projection of a wheel covering the entire sea, composed of countless broken Fate Ring and collapsed time scales. As it slowly rotated, space was compressed into a layered structure as thin as paper, and any area covered by the wheel's shadow was forcibly incorporated into the "Epoch Judgment Sequence."

Suddenly, dark rays of light from the spokes of the roulette wheel lit up the center, like countless vertical pupils opening in the deep sea. They simultaneously locked onto four Chaos Realm experts who had not yet fully escaped its range. The next instant, the Fate Ring Balance Severance was fully activated—the soul rings, divine power guidance, and causal anchors on the four individuals simultaneously became unbalanced, rendering all escape techniques "meaningless" in the same instant, no longer leading to any outcome. Immediately afterward, [Epoch Crown Soul Suppression] was activated in combination, forcibly suppressing the four individuals' soul consciousness to the lowest priority, even the thought "I am trying to escape" was suppressed and severed.

Rotation cutting begins.

The roulette wheel spun violently, without explosion or impact, only a moment of absolute silence. The figures of the four powerful individuals were sliced apart layer by layer within the wheel's shadow. First, the narrative-level "existence record" was erased, then the logical structure collapsed, and finally even the boundaries between their own and their own realms were completely crushed. They didn't even have time to scream before their entire bodies were dismantled into undocumentable fragments in the spinning wheel, then swallowed by the deep sea, without even the cause and effect of their "death" flowing back.

As the roulette wheel slowly disappeared and the sea resumed its undulating motion, only three disheveled figures remained of the seven, having escaped the judgment area at all costs. They dared not look back, nor even glance at the deep sea again, but simply fled frantically, with only one thought in their minds—to survive.

The Abyssal Wheel Beast Crown did not pursue. It hovered silently above the deep sea, its beast wheel slowly turning, as if everything that had just happened was nothing more than a trivial "cleanup." The Black Sea of Void Obliteration Domain once again reaffirmed its boundaries with blood and emptiness.

The second disciple of the Asura Immortal Hall had completely lost the composure of the Chaos Realm expert. His aura was chaotic, and the power of the Immortal Emanation Asura was colliding wildly within his body, sometimes like a celestial river overflowing, sometimes like a backlash from an Asura battlefield, making it difficult to maintain even the most basic balance. The scene of the Abyss Abyssal Wheel Beast Crown descending just now was still replaying in his mind. That judgmental shadow of "certain death for those of the same realm" was like a cold nail, deeply embedded in the depths of his Fate Soul, leaving him without even the courage to turn back and check on the fate of his companions. He could only flee in panic, not even daring to use any overly conspicuous supernatural powers, for fear of attracting the attention of calamity again.

Just as his mind was in turmoil and the causal trajectory was in disarray, his feet suddenly lost their footing, the folded layers of the void suddenly shifted, and he crashed hard into a figure with a "bang," losing his balance and tumbling out in a sorry state, his shoulder bones scraping against the void with a piercing groan.

"Oh my god--!" He cursed subconsciously, his anger and fear intertwined. He was about to raise his head and start cursing again, the pressure of the Chaos Realm almost bursting out, but before he could finish speaking, the scene before him made him swallow the rest of his words.

In the void, a man and a woman stood silently.

The man was tall and slender, with a restrained aura, as if he were just an ordinary cultivator who had stumbled upon this place. However, the feeling of "unclear, intangible, yet impossible to ignore" made people instinctively tense up. The woman stood beside him, with a calm and aloof temperament and a peaceful gaze, but she carried a deep Space Silence that even Chaos Realm expert would not want to look directly at.

Before he could react, the woman spoke first, her voice cold and flat, showing no sign of backing down. "Open your dog eyes, you're the one who bumped into us."

The second disciple of the Asura Immortal Hall froze for a moment, then finally regained his composure, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the two. The woman gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, yet she didn't resemble any of the powerful figures from the temple he knew; as for the man... When his gaze landed on the man, a very subtle tremor suddenly swept through his mind, as if a broken chain of logic had been gently touched, but he couldn't grasp its source. He frowned slightly, his tone carrying a hint of probing and unease. "Strange... why do you possess an aura of logic that feels familiar to me?"

Almost instantly, Qin Yu confirmed the other party's identity. He was all too familiar with that aura—a vast and boundless immortal intent, yet also chillingly murderous, possessing both the grand order of the immortal realm and the bloody judgment of the Asura battlefield. When one gets close, even the presence of others is pulled to the edge of "existence" and "non-existence," and one's thoughts are forced to oscillate between calm and violence. This was the unique Immortal Emanation Asura aura of the direct disciples of the Asura Immortal Hall, a contradictory existence that forcibly blends illusion and reality, compassion and slaughter.

He remained outwardly calm, yet a sense of interest had already arisen within him—why would a direct descendant of the Asura realm, at the Chaos Realm · Extremity, be so flustered in the Void Obliteration Domain, as if being driven along by some unseen being? The thought flashed through his mind, but Qin Yu's face quickly adopted a gentle and harmless expression. He proactively cupped his hands, his tone sincere yet restrained. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It was indeed we who blocked your path, fellow Daoist. The void was in disarray just now, and we were unable to avoid it for a moment. Please forgive us, fellow Daoist."

His voice was unhurried, his aura of cause and effect suppressed to an extremely low level, leaving almost no trace. The Asura disciple stared at him for a moment, his vigilance not dissipating but intensifying—the more unfathomable, the more unsettling. But at this moment, he was already a frightened bird, with the abyss behind him where the nine calamity beasts could descend again at any moment. Even with his doubts, he dared not cause trouble easily, and could only snort coldly, suppressing his emotions, his tone still carrying a hint of arrogance. "You're smart to know what's good for you."

After saying this, he prepared to bypass the two and continue his escape, but in the instant he turned around, he couldn't help but glance at Qin Yu again. That feeling of "familiarity that he couldn't pinpoint" was like a hidden thorn that quietly pierced the depths of his consciousness.

Qin Yu simply stood there quietly, watching him leave, a mysterious light slowly flickering deep within his eyes.