Ling Liangyan's voice was exceptionally clear amidst the roar of the true currents. She pressed down hard on Wuyan Guiji, her knuckles turning white from the force, but her gaze showed no sign of wavering. "Qin Yu, Elder Liu, if this continues, we'll be worn down by it sooner or later. This isn't about fighting with supernatural powers anymore; we're being slowly eroded by its Abyss True Flow."
Liu Xu's breathing became heavy, and the Silent Origin structure within his body emitted a heart-palpitating cracking sound. He looked up at the Master Soul Dominion had completely unleashed the Abyss True Flow of slaughter, but a near-resolute calmness appeared in his eyes instead. "Qin Yu, I will find its true weakness this time. You just need to hold on for a moment."
Before the words were even finished, the form Master Soul Dominion abruptly changed. It no longer maintained any "beast form" or "concrete structure," but instead completely collapsed and stretched, transforming into a colossal existence woven from the Abyss True Flow and the causal forces of chaos. Countless black and silver true flow branches extended outwards from its core, like an inverted neural network of a starry sea, covering the entire Ancient Mausoleum of Shadowy Remains. The tremors of each branch were simultaneously stripping away the stability of space, time, and existence. There was no longer any wind in the air; only the flattened fragments of causality silently disintegrated at a lower dimension.
Liu Xu suddenly took a step forward, his body stopping in mid-air. He no longer formed hand seals, nor did he use any conventional supernatural powers. Instead, he directly detonated the deepest Silent Origin Judgment Circuit within his body, which he had forcibly sealed for many years. At that moment, his aura stopped rising and instead rapidly "fell," as if his entire being was being pulled towards the precipice by some indescribable deep rule.
The Silent Origin Judgment – A truly irreversible state.
In Liu Xu's sea of consciousness, cause and effect were forcibly severed, and his memories began to go blank. Yet, in this near-self-destructive state, he compressed all his perception to the Ultimate. The world in his eyes was no longer a picture, but a series of overlapping logical cross-sections. The massive True Flow Slaughtering State under the Master Soul Dominion was "seen through" at this moment—not its structure, not its form, but an extremely brief and minute True Flow backflow node.
That was the only anchor point through which the Master Soul Dominion, in order to maintain its killing state, drew upon the true essence of the source from the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss.
It is hidden inside the logic center of the head's Fate Soul, not a physical weakness, but a gap in a "recharge sequence".
Liu Xu roared, his voice already distorted, "Now—the node where it re-flows back into the true flow has only a breath's delay!"
Almost simultaneously, his Silent Origin structure completely collapsed. Blood spilled from his seven orifices, and his body swayed violently, yet he still stubbornly held on in mid-air, paying an irreversible price for that momentary opening.
Ling Liangyan and Wan He did not hesitate at all.
The Wuyan Guiji zither took full form under Ling Liangyan's palm. For the first time, the formless zither possessed an almost "physical" outline, with all seven strings taut. She did not play a melody, but instead pressed down on the central main string with a single finger.
The Sever the Strings and Emanate Nothingness.
In that instant, the "existential connection" between the weak area Master Soul Dominion and the entire universe was forcibly erased. Not destroyed, but deleted. The Book of Cause and Effect turned a page, the Book of Fate went blank, and the Samsara Disc stopped spinning. That small area was judged at the level of rules as "never having been recognized."
Wan He's sword intent pierced through almost simultaneously. The power of the Void Returning-to-Ruin Divine Sword was released by her without reservation. The sword intent no longer extended along space, but directly invaded reality itself. Logic Collapse and chaos erupted. Fragments of anti-logic spread around the weakness like a plague. Formulas, order, and causal descriptions peeled away layer by layer, condensing into black chaotic crystals, emitting a low and piercing wail in the true flow Master Soul Dominion.
Qin Yu, however, had already stepped into that only window of opportunity.
He did not choose Void Source Dream Stillness again.
Because this strike is not an erasure.
Qin Yu slowly tightened his grip on the Silent Origin Stainless Sword, the entire Silent Origin operating system completing its final convergence within his body. He activated the purest and most unavoidable technique within his existing system—
Undefined Destruction Sword.
This sword strike does not sever form, energy, or existence.
It strikes at "the definition itself". The moment the sword is drawn, there is no light, no sound.
The Silent Origin Stainless Sword seemed to have vanished, leaving only an indescribable "fracture".
The fracture struck directly at the node where the Master Soul Dominion the true flow of energy.
The definition was severed. Recirculation failed. The Abyss True Flow lost its closed loop in an instant.
For the first time, the Master Soul Dominion let out a true roar. It wasn't anger, but the echo of a structural collapse.
The entire Ancient Mausoleum of Shadowy Remains trembled violently at this moment, and the True Flow Slaughter State became chaotic on a large scale. The balance between chaos and the abyss was forcibly torn open with a crack that could not be repaired immediately.
In mid-air, Liu Xu's figure slowly plummeted. He had found the weakness. The price had been paid.
In that instant, the Master Soul Dominion truly went completely mad.
Its massive existence, whose backflow logic had been severed, did not collapse. Instead, it was like a Primordial beast driven to the brink of despair, forcibly tearing off its last restraints. The Abyss True Flow surged wildly against its surface, and the originally orderly patterns of laws suddenly lit up, only to be completely twisted, stretched, and overlapped in the next instant, transforming into an unrecognizable chaotic chain of cause and effect.
Heaven and earth collapsed around it. Space ceased to expand, and time lost its sense of beginning and end.
It roared to the heavens, a sound that was not merely a whisper, but a primordial shockwave that reverberated deep within the Fate Soul of everyone present. ( From Primordial Chaos Tribulation *)
In an instant, an existence that could not be described by the word "domain" unfolded. It was not coverage, but assimilation. The remaining space of the Ancient Mausoleum of Shadowy Remains was flattened, and the world seemed to be kneaded back into an unawakened primordial embryo. Laws disappeared, rules were extinguished, and all established concepts were forcibly demoted.
Qin Yu felt the circulation of the Silent Origin within his body suddenly stop, as if the entire cultivation system had been pushed back to the starting point of "Heaven and Earth Undetermined"; Ling Liangyan's Wuyan·Guiji Qin strings vibrated violently, the melody no longer pointing to any order; Wan He's Void Ruins of Return sword intent was torn to pieces, yet it was forcibly amplified in the chaos.
This is the true power of the Chaos Realm · Supreme —suppressing all external logic with the absolute priority of the Chaos Origin.
The moment the domain was completely stabilized, the killing intent under the Master Soul Dominion suddenly solidified.
It lowered its head, its gaze truly fixing on Liu Xu for the first time. ( From Primordial Unity Blood-Refining Prison *)
Without any warning or indication, the space around Liu Xu collapsed into an invisible chaotic furnace. His blood and qi were forcibly drawn from his body, but instead of flowing out, they were pulled into strands of blood-red mist that still carried the sense of life, churning and boiling in the void.
His meridians began to dissolve inch by inch, like metal wires thrown into a chaotic flame. His bones emitted a teeth-grinding cracking sound, yet he could not faint.
The cruelest thing is that his consciousness was completely preserved.
Every inch of pain was magnified, superimposed, and replayed. What echoed in the furnace was not the sound of wailing, but the repeated reflection of his own pain. The mark of reincarnation was ground down little by little in his body, and even the possibility of "the next life" was refined into chaotic blood energy.
Liu Xu's figure blurred rapidly in the purgatory, where the boundaries between life and death completely blurred.
Almost simultaneously, the aftershocks of the Chaos Tribulation Domain swept over Ling Liangyan. She forcefully plucked the Wuyan·Guiji in an attempt to stabilize her existence, but suffered a backlash the moment the rules were reset. All seven strings snapped at the same time, her soul was struck head-on by the chaotic torrent, and her body was thrown out, losing consciousness in mid-air, her blood falling into the void.
Coma. Severe injuries. The battlefield was on the verge of collapse at this moment.
Just as the chaotic purgatory Master Soul Dominion was about to completely engulf everything, Wan He stepped forward.
She didn't turn around.
The Void Returning-to-Ruin Divine Sword completely disintegrated in her hands, only to complete its final fusion in the next instant. The sword body, sword intent, and the Heart of the Limitless Ruin Source simultaneously collapsed into an indescribable state—a black heart that was both pulsating and still.
She swung the sword for the last time in her life, and in every sense of the word.
"The Limitless Return to One: Beyond Annihilation"
That sword strike had no trajectory, no light, and no sound.
There wasn't even a concept of "slashing".
In mid-air, only a perpetually suspended rift remained. Within the rift, countless possible ends were reflected—the destruction of the world, the annihilation of the abyss, the return of chaos to nothingness, the fall of gods—yet none of them truly came to pass.
The Master Soul Dominion was hit. It did not disappear. It was not erased.
Instead, it was forcibly nailed to a suspended state where it could neither move forward nor backward, nor complete its end. The Chaos Tribulation Domain began to become violently unstable, the flames of the Blood Purification Hell became intermittent, and even the act of "killing" itself became incomplete.
But the price is equally cruel.
As the backlash from the rift spread, Wan He's figure began to blur in the dark light and shadow, as if she might be swept into that Endless suspension at any moment.
In that instant— the Azure Ring suddenly appeared.
It's not a descent, but rather a tearing apart of existence itself, a forceful insertion into the battlefield.
The petite figure hovered before Qin Yu, her long, dark blue hair transforming into burning azure flames, and ten layers of dark azure soul wheels unfolding beneath her skirt. The thin chains at her ankles suddenly taut, and the cracked, broken bell emitted a deep, clear "clang—"
The sound wasn't loud, but it shattered a corner of the Chaos Tribulation Domain.
Azure Ring held the broken sword upside down, and blue blood tears dripped from the blade, condensing into rings of Annihilation in the air. She didn't say much, but simply opened her arms and stood in front of Qin Yu.
In an instant, the Silent Origin Wheel Prison manifested.
The ten layers of Soul Wheels overlapped and rotated, forming an absolutely protective azure Silent Realm that enveloped Qin Yu entirely. The killing karma emanating from the Chaos Blood Refining Prison was crushed layer by layer by the Soul Wheels, and for the first time, the suppression of the Chaos Tribulation Domain "paused" before the Azure Ring.
The Realm-Severing Silent Light swept out, severing the aftershocks that were aimed directly at Qin Yu 'Fate Soul.
Qin Yu felt a lightness all over his body, and his vision refocused.
He looked up and saw Azure Ring's small face, so close yet unusually calm.
The battlefield remains in ruins. The fate of comrades is unknown. Although the Master Soul Dominion is suspended, it is far from over.