Qin Yu at the outer edge of the Ancient Mausoleum of Shadowy Remains, his gaze sweeping over the burgeoning gray-white tides. His voice, though not loud, clearly reached everyone's ears, "Alright, now we can enter directly and Annihilation them all." Before his words had even finished, Liu Xu stepped forward, his chaotic aura pressing down like thunder, his voice exploding in the void, "All disciples of the Chaos First Palace, listen to my command—three people per team, charge directly towards the central area and Annihilation all these Logic Remnants Lords!" The next instant, countless responses merged into a roar that tore through the sky, "Kill—!" The battle cries rose and fell in an instant...
The desolate, gray-white sea of Ancient Mausoleum of Shadowy Remains seemed to be overturned by a tremendous force, and the original slumbering Logic Remnants Lord awoke all at once. Thousands upon thousands of twisted figures rose from the ground, broken monuments, and shattered boundary marks. Their very existence made the air sticky and the light dim. Narrative lines frantically roamed across their surfaces, like countless venomous snakes searching for a new exit.
Qin Yu turned to look at Wan He beside him, his tone calm and decisive, "Wan He, you are in charge of the central area, the one with the largest number of creatures. Elder Ling and I will directly Annihilation the area closest to the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss, and we cannot let anything get close to that rift." Wan He didn't say much, but nodded heavily. The moment her voice fell, her figure transformed into a stream of light tearing through the void, heading straight into the heart of the Ancient Mausoleum of Shadowy Remains. At the same time, Ling Liangyan, Liu Xu, and several Silent Mystery Realm · Supreme simultaneously unleashed their auras. The battle formation of the Chaos First Palace was like a giant net that suddenly tightened, pressing down on the depths of the ancient tomb from all directions.
The battlefield ignited in an instant. Thousands upon thousands of divine powers erupted simultaneously, tearing the sky Ancient Mausoleum of Shadowy Remains into layers of light curtains. Sword light, palm prints, dharma forms, and domains clashed and roared in mid-air. Large swathes of the Logic Remnants Lord were directly shattered during the charge, their grayish-white remnants falling like an avalanche, only to be crushed into nothingness by the chaotic currents halfway down. The disciples of the Chaos First Palace, in groups of three, their auras interlocked, like rapidly spinning killing gears. Wherever they passed, the Logic Remnants Lord didn't even have time to form a counterattack before being Annihilation.
On the verge of a chaotic battle, a disciple of the Chaos First Palace was pierced through the chest and abdomen by the gray-white claws of a Logic Remnants Lord. His Fate Soul trembled and his body disintegrated. Almost instinctively, the Logic Remnants Lord opened its narrative structure, and gray-white logic lines suddenly stretched out, attempting to copy and occupy along the moment of death. But at that instant, its narrative lines suddenly stopped, as if they had hit an invisible iron wall. All its attempts to occupy were forcibly reversed and backfired on its own core of existence.
The body of the Logic Remnants Lord sluggishly moved, and fine cracks appeared on its grayish-white surface, as if its "natural continuation" had been forcibly stripped away. The next instant, the eyes of another Chaos First Palace disciple flashed with cold light, and he slashed horizontally with his longsword. The sword light was like a cold arc of boundary severing, splitting the sluggish Logic Remnants Lord in two. Its existence collapsed on the spot, leaving not even a trace of its narrative.
Similar scenes played out repeatedly throughout the entire Ancient Mausoleum of Shadowy Remains. More and more Logic Remnants Lord discovered that their most relied-upon methods of possession and replication had completely failed. Each attempt to continue only resulted in a more severe backlash and vulnerability. The unrest spread rapidly, and large numbers of Logic Remnants Lord began to exhibit unusual behavior. Some forcibly gathered into a deformed group structure, while others attempted to retreat and move deeper into the ancient tomb. However, the elders and disciples of the Chaos First Palace did not give them any chance to breathe. With a change of battle formation, their supernatural powers surged forward like a tide, directly overwhelming them.
Qin Yu on the front line of the battlefield, the Silent Origin Stainless Sword in his hand like a silent trajectory of Annihilation. With each strike, several Logic Remnants Lords were directly severed from the level of existence. Ling Liangyan's aura spread out on his flank, the power of chaos like a cold moon across the sky, forcibly clearing large areas. Liu Xu roared repeatedly, his overlapping and crushing domains crushing a gray-white tide into fragments. Far away in the center of the ancient tomb, Wan He's figure was like a constantly falling star core. Wherever she went, the most dense Logic Remnants Lord collapsed in swathes, and a huge hole was carved out of the gray-white tide in the central area.
As time passed, the gray-white figures in the Ancient Mausoleum of Shadowy Remains became noticeably sparser. The once overwhelming number of Logic Remnants Lord had been largely Annihilation. The remaining ones struggled frantically on the battlefield, but could no longer expand in a snowballing fashion. They could only be cut down one by one in despair. The aura of the entire Ancient Mausoleum of Shadowy Remains began to shift from a suffocating deathly darkness to a hollow and trembling state after being forcibly suppressed. The Logic Remnants Lord also showed abnormal fluctuations, and their attack movements became much slower. Some even fled directly towards the entrance of the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss.
Elder Liu Xu's roar, like thunder, struck the battlefield, "Don't let them escape back to the entrance—!" Before his words even finished, several elders at the Silent Mystery Realm · Supreme simultaneously stepped forward, their auras fully unleashed. The chaotic power of heaven and earth was forcibly pulled to its Limit, and the Logic Remnants Lord, which had begun to dissipate and flee, was suddenly locked in the void. In the next instant, several Ultimate divine abilities descended simultaneously, light and darkness, Annihilation and chaos erupting at the same moment.
The Ancient Mausoleum of Shadowy Remains seemed to have been ripped open with several unhealable rifts. Those Logic Remnants Lord that had not yet escaped back to the entrance were repeatedly crushed, severed, and flattened in a very short time. Their existence disintegrated layer by layer, leaving not even a trace of narrative. The battle lasted for about fifteen minutes. When the last Logic Remnants Lord turned into silent Timelessness in mid-air, the Ancient Mausoleum of Shadowy Remains finally returned to an eerie and heavy silence. Of the original three thousand disciples of the Chaos First Palace, only two thousand five hundred remained. Although there were casualties, it was a complete victory in a calamity of this scale.
Qin Yu stood in the center of the battlefield, his gaze unwavering. He quickly scanned the surroundings and said in a deep voice, "Elder Ling, immediately lead all the seriously wounded disciples to a safe area to heal. The sooner the better, as we may not have any time to catch our breath." Upon hearing this, Ling Liangyan's expression turned solemn. Without asking any further questions, she immediately gathered the wounded and the escorting disciples. With a shift of chaotic energy, the group retreated like a rapidly shrinking undercurrent, heading a hundred miles away. Shortly after their retreat, the atmosphere of heaven and earth suddenly changed, as if some vast and cold will had been awakened. The Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss above the Ancient Mausoleum of Shadowy Remains began to respond to the blockade of "Logic Severance."
The edge of the abyss trembled slightly at first, then layers of orderly light patterns, invisible to the naked eye, emerged from the depths of the crack. These patterns were not rules, but a higher-level "primary order calibration" power, as if re-measuring the legitimacy of this area's existence. The invisible barrier formed by the interrupted flow was forcibly touched at this moment, and a low but continuous muffled rumble echoed in the void.
As if giant gears were meshing and adjusting invisibly, within the abyss, the outlines of severed replica lines were faintly visible, yet they were forcibly pulled in an attempt to reconnect. Amidst the interplay of light and shadow, the space surrounding the entire entrance began to exhibit unstable folds, and the narrative lines, like chains being roughly pulled, emitted a heart-palpitating tremor in the air.
A hundred miles away, Ling Liangyan had just finished settling the last batch of wounded when Liu Xu's expression suddenly changed. He turned around abruptly, his voice trembling with suppressed emotion, "Qin Yu, look!—the entrance to the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss has changed!" Qin Yu looked up and saw that the abyss entrance, which had previously appeared as a crack, now resembled a giant pupil slowly opening, the boundary between the inner and outer layers of order constantly shifting.
Dark and light colors surged alternately, and the center of the crack seemed to be giving birth to a more solid outline of existence. The temperature, gravity, and logical density of the entire Ancient Mausoleum of Shadowy Remains were subtly changing, and a sense of oppression that made people instinctively retreat was permeating the air.
Qin Yu didn't hesitate for a second and immediately shouted, "Everyone, retreat immediately!" The moment his voice fell, he raised his hand to guide the elders and disciples of the Chaos First Palace to retreat several miles and re-form a defensive posture.
Almost simultaneously, a gentle yet swift aura flashed, Wan He teleported to Qin Yu's side, her gaze fixed on the constantly changing entrance to the abyss, a genuine solemnity appearing in her eyes for the first time. Above the Ancient Mausoleum of Shadowy Remains, the light patterns of the main sequence calibration were still rapidly rearranging, and "something" inside the abyss was no longer hidden.
The Ancient Mausoleum of Shadowy Remains suddenly darkened. The entire causal network that Qin Yu had forcibly sealed with "Logic Severance" was forcibly pierced by a "correction torrent" from above the moment the main sequence calibration was completed in the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss. The original severed, frozen, and overlapping replication mother lines were as if they were being dragged back into place by some supreme order, emitting a low and piercing buzzing sound. It was not a sound, but more like the groaning of cause and effect, and logic being brutally turned back to its predetermined track. The ground of the Ancient Tomb of the Ancient Mausoleum of Shadowy Remains then cracked, and cracks intertwined with crimson and dark purple spread out. What surged in the cracks was not magma, but the Soul Logic flow compressed to the Ultimate, like countless dying snakes coiling, convulsing, and hissing.
Immediately afterwards, Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss itself, the originally stable rotating abyss structure began to lose its balance, the edges collapsed layer by layer and were forcibly reshaped, the darkness inside the abyss was torn open, and an aura far heavier and more ancient than any previous Master Soul Dominion slowly pressed out. It was a sense of oppression that existed since the Chaos's First Birth, before the distinction between yin and yang, before the establishment of order, even the concept of "powerful" seemed superfluous, as if it should have stood above all laws.
The next instant, a massive silhouette emerged fully from the abyss.
It has no fixed human form, nor a clear distinction between upper and lower. The whole thing resembles the core of a massive divine skeleton eroded by countless years, its surface covered with rough and strange shell-like textures. These textures are not naturally formed, but rather "scars of existence" solidified from the causal remnants of being devoured, crushed, and assimilated. From beneath that core-like body, countless thick tentacles extend, their surfaces covered with spiral-shaped logical engravings. With each slight sway, the surrounding space collapses and then recovers, as if it is not moving within space, but dragging space itself.
Its "head" Does Not Exist true facial features; instead, two deep red, almost black, light sources hovered within the shell's depressions. These weren't eyes, but rather two forcibly ignited anchor points of existence. Wherever the light reached, the remaining rules of the Ancient Mausoleum of Shadowy Remains were directly flattened, becoming sluggish and fragmented, even the flow of time itself exhibiting a visible distortion. The moment it fully manifested, the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss behind it seemed to recede into "subordinate" status, no longer the dominant entrance, but rather a gigantic organ serving it.
Chaos Realm - Supreme.
The thought appeared in everyone's mind almost simultaneously, but no one dared to utter it aloud.
Liu Xu's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and his hand gripping the divine weapon tightened uncontrollably, his knuckles turning white. Ling Liangyan's face instantly turned cold. She could clearly feel that the chaotic laws within her body instinctively resisted and feared that aura. It wasn't a difference in cultivation level, but a warning that her "rank" was being completely suppressed. The disciples of the Chaos First Palace around them were even more shaken. Some subconsciously took a half step back, but then stopped themselves, fearing that if they retreated, even the anchor point of their existence would be captured and torn away by that thing.
The Ancient Mausoleum of Shadowy Remains fell into an eerie silence, with only the subtle ripples of the terrifying, Devil Beast -like being slowly stretching its tentacles. With Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss would flicker, as if announcing to the world that the main order had reappeared.
Qin Yu stood at the forefront, neither retreating nor immediately attacking. His gaze was fixed on the Chaos Realm · Supreme. The Azure Ring deep within his sea of consciousness was fully awake, its pale blue patterns slowly rotating, carrying an unprecedentedly solemn aura. Wan He stood quietly beside him, her robes fluttering without wind. She was like a sharp blade sheathed, ready to be drawn at any moment, yet she clearly knew—this battle was no longer about "whether or not to win," but about "what price to pay."
The light from the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss continued to converge behind that terrifying being, as if crowning it or playing the prelude to the impending destruction.