Deconstruction Frenzy, Spacetime Reduced to Ash

The sky above the Mist-Shrouded Heart-Devouring Marsh finally showed an abnormal rhythmic fault line amidst the continuous bombardment.

For the first time, the devouring scales on the surface of the chaotic body, Master Soul Dominion, flickered incongruously—not from injury, but from overload. Countless fragments of laws, Fate-Cause, and remnants of chaotic order, forcibly swallowed into the body, clashed with each other deep within its abdominal cavity, like a furnace stuffed with too much fuel, beginning to emit a low and disordered groan. Devouring was its instinct, but after continuously resisting the counterattacks of the Chaos Realm · Extremity, an undeniable fact was revealed—devouring was not without limit. When the logical density of the "devoured thing" exceeded the carrying capacity threshold, the devouring itself would backfire on the host.

This moment of imbalance was precisely captured by Xi Huanluo.

Her gaze was calm and sharp. Without the slightest hesitation, the primordial power within her body instantly reversed its flow. The chaotic energy no longer emanated outwards but was highly internalized, compressed to its Ultimate before erupting with a roar. She took a step forward, and the mist beneath her feet silently collapsed, forcibly blurring the yin-yang boundary of the entire area at that moment.

However, the Master Soul Dominion did not retreat.

Its chest cavity suddenly split open, revealing a backlash logic barrier formed by devouring cause and effect, which stretched between the two. It wasn't a defense, but an extreme "causal digestion layer"—all attacks aimed at it would be forcibly dismantled into "devourable causes" the moment they touched the barrier, then chewed up and compressed again, turning into chaotic energy to nourish its body. Xi Huanluo's counterattack crashed into it, creating a distorted Karma Ripple, but ultimately failed to directly tear open its core.

In that brief moment of stalemate—

Above the Mist-Shrouded Heart-Devouring Marsh, the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss, which had been quietly suspended, suddenly changed.

There was no roar, no burst of light.

At the edge of the abyss, an extremely unnatural "sense of writing" began to appear. It was as if some invisible entity was rearranging the order outside the battlefield. The originally chaotic and intertwined threads of cause and effect were forcibly pulled by a higher-level will, and began to show signs of a main order split - the same "cause" split into several contradictory "effects" at the same moment, and took effect simultaneously.

Mountains collapsed and rose simultaneously; cultivators' supernatural powers were half successful and half unsuccessful; even the flow of time was momentarily out of sync.

This is the abyss's deliberate intervention.

It does not directly participate in the war, but begins to rewrite the underlying narrative logic of the battlefield, forcing any entity that attempts to win with "complete cause and effect" to suffer tearing and backlash.

Xi Huanluo's gaze darkened.

She knew that if she continued to fight on the level of cause and effect, she would only be dragged into the fission rhythm set by the abyss. So she made a more extreme choice - no longer fighting for cause and effect, no longer correcting logic, but directly denying Yin and Yang itself.

The next moment, she slowly raised her hands.

Suddenly, silence fell over the world. (From Yin Yang Return to the Ruins Nothingness: The Erosion of Chaos)

This move began without any violent energy fluctuations. On the contrary, the chaotic aura Xi Huanluo quickly faded, as if all attributes had been drained away, leaving only an indescribable "neutral blankness". Her figure appeared exceptionally clear at this moment, yet exceptionally unreal, as if it did not completely exist on either the yin or yang side.

As soon as she thought of it, the sky Mist-Shrouded Heart-Devouring Marsh, suddenly cracked open.

It's not broken, it's stripped away.

Visually, the sky above and the earth below are forcibly stretched open by a gap of immeasurable depth. Inside the gap, there is no light, no darkness, only surging chaotic gray currents, like a slowly rotating vortex of Return to the Ruins. At the edge of the vortex, black and white afterimages constantly appear, but they are swallowed up by the gray currents the moment they appear, symbolizing that yin and yang have lost their foothold here.

Master Soul Dominion

For the first time, its massive, chaotic body truly sluggish. The yin-yang balance within its body, already disordered due to overloading from devouring, was forcibly stripped away in this Return to the Ruins Domain. The expansion, instinct, and devouring desire representing "yang" were extracted into blazing but out-of-control flames; while the contraction, stabilization, and bearing capacity representing "yin" were transformed into cold and shattered shadows.

The two attributes were brutally separated and simultaneously lost their support, colliding and tearing each other apart in the vortex of the Return to the Ruins.

The surface of the body Master Soul Dominion was covered with crisscrossing cracks. One half of the cracks spewed out blazing white chaotic fire, while the other half seeped out deep black ethereal mist. Fire and mist devoured each other, but neither could gain the upper hand. Its existence began to become extremely unstable, sometimes solid and sometimes transparent, as if it was being forcibly pushed to the edge of the "Nameless Formless" origin.

The vortex of Return to the Ruins slowly tightened, like an invisible hand, attempting to completely drag this Master Soul Dominion into the chaotic origin point that did not belong to any attribute.

However, the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss trembled once again at this moment.

The main logic of fission transformed into countless fine black runes, shooting out from the abyss and wrapping around the remaining body under the Master Soul Dominion, forcibly preserving a minimum definition of its existence. The power of the Return to the Ruins could not complete the final closure, and could only suppress it on the verge of collapse.

Xi Huanluo before Return to the Ruins, his robes fluttering without wind, his eyes cold and piercing.

She knew that this attack did not end the war, but it successfully tore open the symbiotic gap between the abyss and the Master Soul Dominion.

The real battle is no longer a simple clash of attacks, but rather—who will be the first to succumb to the cost of this world-shattering event.

Suddenly, an unnatural stillness appeared in the chaos above the Mist-Shrouded Heart-Devouring Marsh.

The Master Soul Dominion between the suppression of the Return to the Ruins and the overload of devouring, did not retreat but instead took a step forward. The moment that step landed, the world seemed to be forcibly "reset" its judgment—yin and yang were not yet separated, time and space were not yet established, and all things returned to the original stage before they were given order.

It spread its arms, and a deep, resonant sound came from the depths of its chest. It wasn't a heartbeat; it was more like the breath of the Chaos Origin.

The third divine power was fully unleashed at this moment: Space-Time Devouring Vortex - Ten Thousand Years of Prison Consumption

The principle of "Heaven and Earth Undetermined" in chaos was directly manifested by it. The earth cracked open silently, and a circular abyss with a diameter of a thousand meters suddenly appeared. The inside of the crack was not magma or void, but chaotic air currents that were intertwined in black and white and constantly rotating. The air currents spun faster and faster, eventually evolving into a huge and unfathomable spacetime vortex.

Countless fragments of time and space float on the edge of the vortex, each reflecting a different cross-section of time—a collapsed ancient battlefield, a lingering image of a future yet to be born, a corner of a world in the process of destruction. They collide and shatter constantly in the chaotic airflow, only to be sucked back into the rotating core.

At the center of the vortex lies an absolutely black, chaotic core. There is no direction, no front or back, and even the concept of "distance" is distorted. Gravity does not fall inward, but pulls from all possible directions simultaneously. The clouds in the sky are torn apart and transformed into glowing mist that pours down. Distant mountains are silently stretched and flattened, eventually disintegrating into a torrent of particles that are swept into the vortex.

Even spacetime itself was stretched into a thin and distorted shape by this force.

The moment Xi Huanluo at the edge of the Devouring Vortex, the anomaly of spacetime acted upon her existence first.

Her figure overlapped in an instant—one moment she was still standing in the same spot, the next she seemed to have stepped into several different time rifts. Past traumas were forcibly awakened within her body, and images of destruction yet to occur simultaneously flooded her consciousness. Time was no longer flowing linearly, but transformed into a chaotic torrent of tangled threads, dragging her toward different endings.

The space then begins to compress.

It wasn't a simple compression, but rather a continuous shrinking of the "place" she was in. Her figure was stretched into a slender shadow, only to be forcibly folded back to its original shape in the next moment. Her bones, soul, and foundation endured almost infinite tearing forces in the repeated compression and restoration, but because spacetime was unstable, they could not truly disintegrate and could only continue to endure.

A chaotic Spacetime Cage gradually took shape within the core of the Devouring Vortex.

Within the cage, countless fragments of time intertwined and overlapped, each shift etching a new crack into Xi Huanluo's existence. Spacetime fragments, like sharp, invisible blades, swept past the edges of her soul, while chaotic particles seeped into her body along the cracks, attempting to assimilate her little by little into the vortex's nourishment.

The vortex continued to contract, and the compressive force of the cage kept increasing, as if it wanted to completely press her into that Nameless Formless chaotic origin.

At that very moment, a qualitative change occurred in the sky above the Mist-Shrouded Heart-Devouring Marsh Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss.

In the depths of the abyss, which had been as silent as the gaping maw of Realm Splitting, layers of dark patterns suddenly emerged, collapsing inward. These dark patterns were not runes, but rather the manifestation of a higher level of logic—they were like "order skeletons" written in nothingness, and each time they lit up, a causal relationship between heaven and earth was quietly altered.

An imperceptible will, yet powerful enough to send chills down even the Chaos Realm · Extremity, slowly descended.

The abyss is no longer just a passageway. It begins to watch.

An invisible lock descended, marking, anchoring, and incorporating Xi Huanluo's existence into a grander narrative framework. She clearly felt that she was no longer merely confronting the Master Soul Dominion, but rather being listed as a "high-priority elimination target" by the entire Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss.

The chaotic energy around her became unusually heavy, as if even breathing had begun to come at a cost. The real pressure had finally arrived.

The chaos that Mist-Shrouded Heart-Devouring Marsh was completely out of balance at this moment.

Before the spacetime vortex had fully closed, Xi Huanluo had already forcibly stabilized her anchor point of existence amidst the layers of time tearing and space compression. Her figure suddenly solidified in the chaotic turbulence, and the chaotic aura no longer passively endured it, but surged in the opposite direction, as if an invisible hand had forcibly torn open the seal from within her body.

In that instant, she clearly sensed that the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss was tightening its grip on her. It wasn't simple hostility, but a cold, indifferent gaze that "marked its prey," as if her existence had been written into an inevitable, erased fate.

Xi Huanluo's heart sank, and the chaotic light in his eyes suddenly condensed into a cold glint. "Damn it... this Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss is actually alive."

Her thought flashed through her mind without hesitation, "If we keep dragging this out, it will only lock us out completely."

The next instant, she stopped trying to break free from the pull of the spacetime vortex and instead did the opposite—allowing the vortex to pull on her, using the Chaos Origin to forcefully pry open the abyssal cause and effect that had locked her in.

The chaotic power within her body suddenly reversed, and all the marked causal lines tightened and trembled in an instant. They were then forcibly pulled back and directly integrated into the momentum of her own divine power.

At this moment, heaven and earth seemed to be dragged into an out-of-control deconstruction frenzy. (From Unordered Existence: A Deconstruction Frenzy)

The moment her feet touched the ground, the earth didn't explode, but rather seemed to be crushed by some higher-level "rule finger." Spiderweb-like chaotic cracks spread wildly from beneath her feet. Deep within the cracks, there was no void, only billions of nanometer-sized, seven-colored chaotic particles gushing out. These particles were so small that they could hardly be captured individually, yet in the instant they emerged, they formed a torrent that blotted out the sky, spinning, colliding, and splitting. The surface of each particle shimmered with obscure and ancient chaotic patterns, and when they rubbed against each other, space was torn apart like thin paper, leaving fine cracks.

Light was forcibly refracted and scattered in the particle torrent, and the colors of the sky and earth became fragmented. The mountains in the distance, which had not yet been completely destroyed, began to show strange collapse patterns. They were not broken, but rather "disintegrated"—the outlines were peeled off piece by piece, turning into floating color blocks, which were then swallowed up by the particle torrent and disappeared without a trace.

The torrent of chaotic particles abruptly changed direction the instant she waved her hand, like an out-of-control chaotic storm, heading straight for the Master Soul Dominion.

For the first time Master Soul Dominion its massive body, instinctively contracted. The chaotic outer shell that devoured everything emitted a subtle yet clear cracking sound the moment the particles touched it. Deconstruction was not destruction, but direct dismantling—where the torrent of particles swept past, its outer structure was like a concept being stripped away; its skin turned into particles, its texture was stretched and pulverized, and the chaotic patterns manifested on the Dao foundation crumbled one by one, forcibly dismantled back to its most primitive state.

Its soul was forcibly extracted from the depths of its body by the particle torrent, transforming into a blurry yet enormous silhouette of light and shadow, struggling violently in the chaotic storm. With each struggle, large chunks of its soul structure were torn apart and decomposed by the particles, turning into fragments of light that were swept away by the torrent. It was not a scream of pain, but a chaotic resonance generated when existence was denied, deep and distorted, shaking the entire layer of rules that Mist-Shrouded Heart-Devouring Marsh.

The deconstruction is not yet over, but the reconstruction has already begun.

Xi Huanluo icy. With a thought, a torrent of particles suddenly swirled and converged in the air. Countless disassembled structures were forcibly pieced together, and a monster so deformed that it could not be defined by any life form took shape in the chaos.

Its number of limbs constantly changed, with the remaining heads of cultivators, demon beasts, and alien races appearing intertwined at the ends of its limbs, their surfaces covered with flowing chaotic particles, and only two constantly rotating vortexes of nothingness remaining in its eyes. With each breath, it spewed out tiny dimensional cracks into the air, further tearing apart the remaining rules around it.

Before the monster had fully stabilized, Xi Huanluo and made Empty Grasp. That grasp was silent.

The deformed monster's body began to collapse inward from its core. Limbs, head, and chaotic particles were simultaneously forced back to their smallest scale, collapsing layer by layer until they finally condensed into an almost imperceptible chaotic micro-core. The micro-core flickered for a moment before completely returning to nothingness, leaving not even a trace of residual fluctuation.

The chaotic torrent of particles dissipated, and the desolate battlefield once again became visible.

The Master Soul Dominion has not disappeared, but it is no longer as composed as before.

The enormous body trembled violently. After large parts of its structure were dismantled and erased, it had not yet completed its self-repair. Obvious holes and cracks appeared in the outer shell of the Chaos Devouring. It let out a low roar full of rage and resentment, forcibly using the Chaos Origin to stabilize its own existence, and pulling the body that was about to be completely erased back to the boundary of "still being able to exist".

It was severely damaged by Xi Huanluo. Moreover, it was torn open at the level of existence, leaving an undeniable rift.

Above the Mist-Shrouded Heart-Devouring Marsh, the dark patterns of the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss flickered violently at this moment, as if angered by this backlash. A higher level of oppression was rapidly approaching, and the causal flow of the entire region began to become unprecedentedly disordered.