The Glazed Dao-Extinguishing Zheng hovered high in the sky, its Stainless radiance flickering between its glazed scales, like a pure sun pulsating with every breath. For the first time, its pupils no longer held mockery, but a chilling and trembling force of forced acknowledgment. Its voice rolled from the depths of its chest, carrying the low, oppressive weight of a calamity king offended, as if a thousand miles of mountains and rivers were bent under the weight of that single sentence—"Human, I truly did not expect that your mere Silent Mystery Realm · Initial Stage could withstand three of my divine powers... I truly underestimated you."
As it finished speaking, five tail shadows slowly unfurled behind it, like five massive blades tearing the sky apart. The Stainless Illumination between heaven and earth even began to spontaneously condense into layers of "purification walls," as if paving the way for its next attack.
Qin Yu staggered to his feet from the edge of the void rift. His robes were already torn to shreds, and bloodstains slid down his collarbone, only to be pressed into dark red lines in the stillness of the Silent Profundity. He raised his hand to wipe his lips, the blood on his fingertips crumbling into a wisp of mist on his fingertip, like a red flower that bloomed briefly and withered instantly. He looked up at the calamity beast, his gaze as cold as a sword pulled from the abyss. "Come on, at worst, we'll just die." His voice wasn't loud, but it made the surrounding wind pause for a moment—before the words were even finished, the suppressed anger in his chest suddenly exploded. The anger wasn't a roar, but a complete and utter determination, as if he were throwing himself into the furnace as fuel. The next moment, an ancient and profound soul pattern suddenly bloomed between his brows, and the light of the entire world seemed to be suddenly swept away by an invisible scroll, and then forcibly spread out again.
[Silent Beginning - Ring Master Soul Diagram] unfolded behind him with a roar. It was not a piece of paper, nor a painting, but a Fate Soul map covering the sky: countless ring-shaped runes surged from the depths of the void, like billions of black-gold rivers engraved with the "Fate Soul" pattern, intertwining in the sky to form a grand map that could not be fully seen. The edges of the scroll burned with a very faint silent light, which was not bright, but could make the colors of all things fade away on their own.
At the center of the scroll was a slowly rotating "Source Pattern Ring Core." With each rotation, space seemed to be pressed into a deeper layer of narrative, even the Stainless radiance of the Glazed Dao-Extinguishing Zheng appeared to be "pressed down." At the same time, the Nine-Wheel True Evolution Dharma Wheel within Qin Yu's body roared, and nine wheel shadows appeared one after another behind his spine, like nine suns from different eras overlapping each other.
Each round carried a different rhythm: some flowed like a galaxy, some resonated like an ancient bell, and some beat like the heartbeat of a giant beast. The layers of the wheels pressed down on each other, forcibly pulling his aura back from the chaos of his injury to a "controllable" track. At this moment, the "Limitless Yuan Absorption Art" was also fully unleashed. Qin Yu's skin and meridians seemed to transform into a "Wuji Mouth" that could swallow the heavens and earth. Every breath was like absorbing the pulse of the world into his body.
The Boundless Realm Source Wheel manifested beneath his feet, pressing out concentric rings of vibration in the void beneath him. Wherever those vibrations reached, floating dust, remnants of laws, and interrupted causal glimmers were forcibly "returned to the wheel."
In that instant, the entire middle Source of Epochless seemed to be startled by his unfolding. The Limitless Evolving True Flow, which had been wandering in every inch of space, suddenly began to "turn back" in a visible way. That invisible yet perceptible absolute flow of light was drawn in from all directions, first a wisp, then a beam, then a sea, like a galaxy pouring into a deep well. A roar that could not be described by sound resounded in the void.
It was as if billions of dimensions were folding and unfolding simultaneously. Light was not light, and fog was not fog. Sometimes it condensed into a vortex of billions of interwoven light points, and sometimes it dispersed into a thin fog that swallowed everything. The deep black of the starry sky and the silvery glow of the universe devoured each other in it. The iridescent colors flowed as if they were struggling and flickering in a rift of a higher dimension. Any consciousness that tried to look directly at it would be numbed by that "absolute color", and even the thought "I am seeing it" would be torn apart in the opposite direction.
Qin Yu's Fate Soul Scroll emitted a deep, resonant sound behind him, like the slow opening of the doors of an ancient temple. He raised his right hand, palm facing upwards, fingers slightly clenched, and the Limitless Evolving True Flow between heaven and earth seemed to grasp his pulse, frantically converging towards him. The moment the first wisp entered his body, countless fine cracks instantly appeared on the surface of his skin. These cracks did not contain blood.
Instead, it was a tapestry of compressed rainbows and darkness, traces of the struggle between Origin Void Substance and Limitless Radiance for passage within his body; the second and third strands surged in one after another, Karmic Dust like billions of silver grains drilling into his meridians, collapsing upon touch, and the collapse itself being negated by a deeper layer. In an instant, countless images of "what once happened" appeared in Qin Yu's sea of consciousness, only to vanish in an instant, as if his past had been picked up and put down, shattering into nothingness the moment it was put down;
Dark Evolving Undercurrent flowed down his spine like an icy tide, thinning even the very fabric of space in its wake; Logic Fragments swirled like countless transparent blades along the edge of his Fate Soul scroll, shredding every conceivable thought that threatened to spiral out of control into even finer "bearable particles."
His aura began to rise visibly. First, the stillness of the initial stage of the Silent Profundity was stretched into a wider band of stillness, within which tiny, Unborn embryonic shadows appeared, like countless unhatched starlight slowly pulsating in the darkness. Then, when the amount of that first stage was forcibly piled up to the Threshold, the Nine-Wheel True Evolution Dharma Wheel trembled simultaneously, as if the nine suns of the heavens were shifting gears at the same time.
A silent ring of shockwave instantly erupted around Qin Yu. Wherever the shockwave passed, even the edges of the Glazed Dao-Extinguishing Zheng's Stainless Illumination were momentarily fractured. Qin Yu was pushed from the initial stage to the intermediate stage. This was not a simple enhancement, but rather that the "Silent Profundity Stillness" suddenly possessed a more stable containment capacity—the space around him was as if it had been spread out as a thicker black silk, and all phenomena falling on it were gently yet absolutely absorbed.
But he didn't stop. Rage and will, like an iron chain, tightly bound his Fate Soul to the direction of "continue." The Limitless Evolving True Flow continued to pour in at an even more frenzied speed. With each absorption, his body felt as if it were about to burst, yet it was forcibly pressed back to wholeness by the grand power of the Silent Beginning Ring Master Soul Diagram. As the Threshold of the second stage arrived, a crack suddenly appeared in the sky, piercing through thousands of miles. The crack seemed to have been torn open from a canvas by an invisible hand. Behind the crack was not darkness, but a deeper "nothingness." The Limitless Evolving True Flow formed a huge vortex funnel around the crack, and starlight, clouds, and the distant, broken mountain outlines were all drawn into streamlines by this gravity.
Like the Milky Way pouring down, Qin Yu stood at the center of the funnel, his robes and hair stretched into sharp lines. He seemed to become the "absorption hub" of heaven and earth. When he forcefully filled the second stage of energy, the Nine-Wheel True Evolution Dharma Wheel emitted an even deeper roar. Qin Yu's pupils instantly lost their color, turning into an unfathomable black. His Silent Profundity transformed from a "belt" to a "domain," and the sense of no beginning or end became clearer. Even his own breath seemed to be cut into countless parallel but unrelated moments. He stepped from the middle stage to the high stage.
The advanced stage was not the end. Qin Yu's body began to show more dangerous signs. Cracks spread from his skin to his neck, his bones emitted a faint cracking sound as if they were about to shatter, and his blood was almost frozen by the Limitless Radiance within his meridians. But every time he was about to collapse, the Silent Beginning Ring Master Soul Diagram acted like a giant hand pressing down on his Fate Soul, returning the cracks to the diagram, the cracking sounds to the wheel, and the frozen blood to its flow. He gritted his teeth, his palm clenched suddenly, as if he had shattered some invisible boundary. The absorption of the third stage accelerated dramatically. The entire Limitless Evolving True Flow of the middle layer of the Source of Epochless seemed to be awakened by his clenching. In the distance, ripples of self-denial even appeared in the void, the ripples pushing in layer by layer like an invisible tsunami.
Each layer negates the existence of the layer above, and in the next layer, it crushes even the negation itself. Qin Yu stood at the center of this layered tsunami, swallowing it all into his body. The Silent Profundity within him was constantly compressed, folded, and folded again, until at a certain moment, all the surging power suddenly reached an absolute Return to One. That point was as small as a needle tip, yet heavy enough to crush the sky for thousands of miles. It slowly rotated at his chest, and as it rotated, all the noise around him was "smoothed out," leaving only a suffocating silence.
When the final Return to One was completed, Qin Yu's aura suddenly surged to the edge of the Silent Mystery Realm · Peak. The entire battle domain seemed to have its weight redefined by his presence. The air was no longer air, the space was no longer space; everything became an object that could be "stilled" by him. The cracks around his body slowly healed, and the bloodstains evaporated silently, replaced by a deeper, more Xuanji luminosity that shimmered beneath his skin.
As if the Unborn could build a new dam within his flesh and blood, he slowly raised his head. The Silent Origin Stainless Sword emitted a low hum in his palm. The sword's hum was not a sound, but a tremor that "forced the world to hear." The Glazed Dao-Extinguishing Zheng looked down at him from high above. For the first time, its Glazed Wisdom Eye showed true stillness—it did not see a wounded human, but a Fate Soul abyss that had just been reshaped before it.
The Glazed Dao-Extinguishing Zheng slowly withdrew its surging, Stainless radiance high in the sky. For the first time, its eyes, which had been as cold and indifferent as the glazed sun, showed genuine hesitation. Its voice was low and restrained, as if suppressing some kind of instinctive fear. "Human... if you are willing, I can apply to my master. Your potential far exceeds the Silent Mystery Realm. My master can definitely break the true shackles for you and allow you to stand at a higher level." Its words were not a seduction, but a test with a realistic assessment, like a ferocious beast weighing whether it was worthwhile to coexist with the being before it.
Qin Yu stood silently in the void, Silent Profundity spreading out around him, forming a silent domain. He raised his eyes to look at the calamity-inducing beast, his gaze cold and utterly devoid of emotion. "You should know about the Three Nether Yin Puppets beside your master, the Thought Severance Devouring Emperor." His tone was calm, yet like a slowly falling blade, "One of them has already been personally Annihilation by me. Do you think I would have agreed to that?"
The moment those words fell, the pupils of the Glazed Dao-Extinguishing Zheng suddenly contracted. The name of the Three Nether Yin Puppets was itself a symbol of the power of the Thought Severance Devouring Emperor, and it certainly knew what such an existence meant—even though it considered itself to Stainless Realm · Supreme, surpassing the Three Nether Yin Puppets's mid-level cultivation, it would never dare to utter the word "Annihilation." In the void, its massive body trembled slightly uncontrollably, and the flow of Stainless light between its scales became briefly disordered.
After a few breaths of silence, it exhaled softly, as if making a final judgment. "Fine... Since you are unwilling, then I absolutely cannot let you live. Your existence has already threatened my master's plans." It slowly raised its head, its five tails spreading behind it like five blades of light judging the heavens. "Therefore, you must die."
The moment the words fell, the light of the entire battle zone was forcibly stripped of its color, and an extremely pure yet chillingly Stainless radiance erupted from the body of the Glazed Dao-Extinguishing Zheng. The "Glazed Delusion-Shattering Slaughter" was fully unleashed; it was not a simple killing technique, but a slow, agonizing torture targeting the very meaning of existence. The Light of Stainlessness rose ten feet around it, like an inverted Glazed Holy Flame. In the next instant, the flame split, and countless strands of transparent crystal, as fine as hair, shot out from the light, like countless calm and cruel blades, piercing through space and pointing directly at Qin Yu.
As the crystalline threads swept through the air, the space itself rippled with subtle waves, as if even the void itself trembled instinctively at what was about to happen. The instant the threads pierced Qin Yu's body, countless patterns of obsession appeared in the void, interwoven with red, black, and gold light, as if weaving his life and past into a translucent "cocoon of delusion." Within the cocoon, illusions began to flash wildly—the unfinished road, the burdened responsibilities, the unreached shore—all obsessions were forcibly pulled out, materialized, and ground down. The Stainless "purity" began to operate, a power more cruel than destruction, meant to wash away all meaning into nothingness.
The Silent Profundity within Qin Yu's body trembled violently at this moment. He had already raised his hand, the Silent Origin Stainless Sword resonating in his palm. The Nine-Wheel True Evolution Dharma Wheel and the Silent Beginning Ring Master Soul Diagram responded simultaneously, clearly indicating that he was about to directly confront this Ultimate slaughter targeting the soul and existence.
Right now.
Suddenly, the distant void lit up, and a domineering, almost tyrannical, beam of light tore through the sky. It was neither the Light of Stainlessness nor the radiance of chaos, but an Ultimate sharpness carrying the meaning of "judgment," like a platinum ray of light that traversed the heavens and earth, directly cleaving space into smooth sections wherever it passed. Without the slightest hesitation, the light collided head-on with the Stainless crystal net of the "Glazed Delusion-Shattering Slaughter."
Boom--! Boom--!
In an instant, billions of transparent crystalline threads snapped. The cocoon of delusion was forcibly shattered before it could fully tighten. The Stainless flames were forced back into the body of the Glazed Dao-Extinguishing Zheng by that domineering light. The entire battle domain seemed to have been struck heavily from the middle, with light and shadow exploding simultaneously into countless fragments. The Glazed Dao-Extinguishing Zheng let out a low and furious roar, its massive body being shaken back several steps, the radiance between its scales flickering uncertainly.
Qin Yu suddenly turned around.
He had no doubts whatsoever; in fact, the moment the light appeared, he already knew who it was. The next moment, the void rippled like water, and a familiar yet cold figure teleported from the light, landing steadily beside him.
Her robes fluttered, her aura sharp as a blade, and her gaze swept over Glazed Dao-Extinguishing Zheng, carrying undisguised coldness. "Glazed Dao-Extinguishing Zheng, I've been looking for you for a long time," Jin Hanyan said coldly.