The Sword Judges the World at Withered Bones Fallen Abyss

Withered Bones Fallen Abyss.

When Qin Yu stepped into the edge of this Void Obliteration Domain, the world seemed to lose its breath beneath his feet.

As far as the eye could see, there was no trace of life. The earth seemed to have been repeatedly crushed by some force beyond destruction; the rock layers rolled and fractured, yet strangely, there was no sign of collapse. It was as if all structures had been "taken away from their meaning" in an instant, leaving only empty shells with mere form.

Countless enormous, withered white skeletons lay scattered throughout the abyss, some half-buried in the ground, others hanging upside down in the fractured folds of space. The surfaces of the skeletons were covered with smoothed-out causal lines, as if even the "process of death" had been forcibly deleted, leaving only the result.

There was no wind in the air. Does Not Exist.

There is only one unsettling stillness—not quiet, but the emptiness that follows being emptied.

Qin Yu stood at the edge of the abyss, not immediately venturing in. He slowly raised his gaze.

About ten meters above the ground, a Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss floated.

It wasn't a rift formed by tearing through space; it was more like a "fragment of another world" forcibly embedded into reality. The edge of the abyss didn't churn; instead, it maintained stability in an extremely unnatural way. The darkness seemed to be compressed into a solid form, with faint gray-black Logic Fragments floating within it, yet no Logic Remnants Lord's aura leaked out.

It's too clean. Qin Yu's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly. This place shouldn't be like this, in principle.

The Withered Bones Fallen Abyss is one of the nodes in the Void Obliteration Domain the Logic Remnants Lord are most likely to gather. However, Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss still exists, not a single Logic Remnants Lord has appeared—which in itself is contrary to the norm.

His gaze was lowered, fixed on the smoothed-out marks on the ground. These were not the marks left by an ordinary battle.

There were no traces of magic, no aftershocks from the clash of laws, and no sustained energy fluctuations. All traces seemed to have been uniformly "terminated" at a certain moment—not annihilated, but reclaimed.

A thought flashed through Qin Yu's mind. "... No, that's not right."

His consciousness slowly unfolded along the remnants of cause and effect, but when it touched certain points, it was bounced back by an extremely cold and hard force.

That wasn't defense, but a higher-level causal rejection, as if the history of this region had been sealed in advance, not allowed to be traced back.

A great battle took place here. Moreover, it was a great battle that he Pre-Nonbeing.

In the instant before this thought had fully settled, the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss, suspended in the air, suddenly trembled.

It wasn't expansion, nor collapse. Rather, it was as if something had "knocked" on the other end.

Layers of gray-black ripples instantly spread within the darkness, the Logic Fragments were forcibly stirred, and the originally stable edges began to show extremely subtle misalignments, as if two incompatible sets of world logic were trying to overlap.

Danger. Qin Yu didn't hesitate for a moment.

At the same instant the tremor began, his figure had already retreated rapidly. The space beneath his feet was compressed and folded, and the hundred-meter distance was covered in almost a single breath. When he landed, the ground beneath his feet collapsed silently, without raising a single speck of dust.

Qin Yu stood firmly. The next moment, he raised his head.

His gaze was cold and focused, firmly locked onto the entrance to the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss that was still shaking. His aura was completely concealed, yet he was like a sharp blade already drawn from its sheath, waiting for the other party to truly appear.

The Withered Bones Fallen Abyss remains deathly silent. But that "Emptiness" is no longer a safe Emptiness.

Inside the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss, the darkness that had been compressed and sealed off suddenly seemed to be stretched open from the inside by an invisible hand.

It's not tearing; it's being allowed to unfold.

The next instant, the darkness at the center of the abyss collapsed inward, and all the gray-black Logic Fragments converged at a single point, as if making way for the "position" to descend upon some being. The air did not vibrate, and the space did not shatter, but Qin Yu clearly felt that the narrative power of this world had been forcibly taken over for a moment.

A figure slowly emerged from that point of "No Definition darkness." It was no longer the Master Soul Dominion form that Qin Yu had seen before.

Its body no longer presents a complete human form, but rather a distorted structure between "existence" and "concept". The outlines of its limbs are vaguely preserved, but they are constantly misaligned between reality and illusion. With each step it takes, a very faint logical afterimage appears in the space beneath its feet, as if the world is hesitating whether to acknowledge its weight.

Its skin looked as if it had been forcibly peeled away after being superimposed with multiple worlds, leaving only a nearly transparent dark gray texture. Inside, countless fine soul threads flowed. These soul threads were not bloodlines, but rather "fragments of will" that had been tamed and stitched together. Each pulse of the soul threads was accompanied by an extremely subtle yet heart-palpitating low hum, like countless living beings being suppressed and wailing at the same time.

The most bizarre thing is its head.

The facial features overlapped and shifted, sometimes appearing as a clear, almost indifferent human face, and sometimes dissolving into a blank, unfocusable surface. The "eyes" were not actually eyes, but two constantly rotating gray-white spirit rings. Within these spirit rings, there were no pupils, only fragments of cognition that were repeatedly erased and forcibly pieced together.

This is the Master Soul Dominion that has been "awakened" through failure.

It is no longer complete, and therefore, it is more unstable and more dangerous.

Its gaze fell on Qin Yu. It wasn't scrutiny, but rather a confirmation bordering on weariness.

Then, it slowly opened its mouth.

The sound didn't originate from a mouth, but rather reverberated directly across the logical plane of space, like a conclusion forcibly written into reality.

"... How boring." The spirit ring paused slightly, as if refocusing. "A human has actually arrived."

Its tone was flat, yet carried a condescending indifference, as if it were not conversing with a living being, but evaluating a piece of material about to be thrown into the furnace.

"Fine." It raised its head, its spirit rings spinning slightly faster. "I'll let you become their nourishment."

The moment the words left its mouth—it raised its right hand. It wasn't an attack; it was more like a gesture of authorization.

The moment the right hand was raised, the edge of the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss suddenly expanded, forcibly stretching the previously stable ten-meter height, and the darkness receded to both sides as if a curtain had been torn open. Immediately afterwards, countless silhouettes began to emerge within the abyss that had been relinquished.

One. Ten. Hundreds. Thousands upon thousands.

A dense Logic Remnants Lord slowly "emerged" from the depths of the abyss.

They are no longer singular in form; some resemble colossal shadows pieced together from shattered laws, some are nothing but soul cores that endlessly repeat self-negation, and some are even merely suspended remnants of logic, yet granted "permission to act" by some coercive will. They are arranged in a disorderly manner, yet together they form a chilling collaborative structure, like a breathing black wave.

The air began to sink.

Gravity was subtly altered, and the ground of the Withered Bones Fallen Abyss emitted a low groan. In the distance, the enormous skeletons shattered and turned to dust in silence, without any collapse, as if the concept of "existence" had been directly removed.

Qin Yu stood still.

From the moment the Master Soul Dominion appeared to the unfolding of thousands upon thousands of Logic Remnants Lords, his expression remained completely unchanged.

Not even a breath escaped.

Just before darkness completely enveloped them— Qin Yu raised his hand.

Without any unnecessary movements, a sword appeared out of thin air in his palm. The Silent Origin Stainless Sword.

The moment the sword emerged, the suppressed space around it seemed to be forcibly corrected, and an extremely pure "boundary" spread out from the sword. The dark silver spine of the sword reflected the blackness of the abyss, but did not reflect any shadow, as if the sword itself refused to be defined as a "scene".

Qin Yu tightened his grip, the sword hilt in his palm as steady as the axis of the world.

He looked up, his gaze meeting the Master Soul Dominion for the first time.

There was no provocation. There was no anger.

Only one deep, clear sentence echoed in this deathly Withered Bones Fallen Abyss: "... Nourishment?? Let's see who the nourishment is in the end..."

The Silent Origin Stainless Sword trembled slightly in Qin Yu's hand.

In that instant, there was no sword clash, no burst of light, not even any extra fanfare—only the feeling of the world itself being "sliced open."

Qin Yu took a step forward. His sword was drawn. This sword was not aimed at any particular Logic Remnants Lord, but at the relationship between them that "established each other".

The dark silver blade swept across the void. Where the blade passed, space did not rupture, but instead appeared an extremely thin yet infinitely extending "boundary." It was not a spatial rift, but a World Enforcement line forcibly inscribed into heaven and earth—declaring one thing. "You are no longer considered a single entity."

The next instant, the Logic Remnants Lord that had been advancing like a black wave suddenly froze.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely horrifying scene unfolded—vast swathes of the Logic Remnants Lord's Fate Soul began to disintegrate on their own.

It wasn't that they were shattered or pierced, but rather that the soul threads, logical anchors, and causal connections that sustained their existence all failed. One after another, their figures froze in mid-air, then, as if their "permission to exist" had been taken away, they turned into large swaths of grayish-white logical dust, swallowed up by the void before they could even scream.

In the blink of an eye, at least several hundred Logic Remnants Lord were Annihilation on the spot.

For the first time, obvious "disorder" appeared at the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss. But Qin Yu did not stop.

He didn't even glance back at those who had vanished.

The instant the sword tip fell, he raised his left hand and gently pressed his five fingers into the air.

" --Cause and Effect Deconstruction." A deep voice fell.

At this moment, the "cause" and "effect" of heaven and earth seemed to be forcibly separated by an invisible hand. The space around Qin Yu suddenly became exceptionally clear, like a blank sheet of paper with all writing erased. On that blank sheet of paper, all the Logic Remnants Lord that had not yet been Annihilation simultaneously appeared on the body surface as dense, constantly misaligned afterimages of cause and effect.

The "results of the attack," "purpose of the action," and "meaning of existence" that they were once given are now being forcibly traced, dismantled, and denied.

The next instant— the Logic Remnants Lord, became completely chaotic.

Some had barely raised their arms when the "result" of their attack occurred first, and then the cause and effect could not be closed, causing their entire bodies to collapse into a meaningless mass of soul dust; others had not even approached Qin Yu when the causal chain within their bodies backfired on its own, causing their existence to collapse from the "result" to the "cause," as if being erased in reverse, disappearing little by little from reality.

In the sky, grayish-white fragments of Annihilation poured down like an avalanche. Another large Logic Remnants Lord were directly wiped out.

The Withered Bones Fallen Abyss briefly returned to a strange "quiet." This was because the soul ring Master Soul Dominion in front of the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss suddenly froze.

At that moment, it truly "saw" Qin Yu for the first time. Not because of the scale of his power, but because of his method.

That's not the combat logic a cultivator in the Silent Mystery Realm should have.

Its gaze narrowed slightly, the speed of its spirit rings' rotation changed noticeably, and a faint yet real fluctuation swept across its core.

"..." Then, it spoke coldly, its voice carrying a distinct sense of pressure for the first time:

"A mere cultivator at the Silent Mystery Realm... actually possesses such supernatural abilities."

It raised its right hand and pressed its fingers down. This pressure wasn't an attack, but a command, "Stop. This human is not simple. You all step back."

The moment the sound fell, all the Logic Remnants Lord that had not yet been affected trembled in unison. Their originally restless existence fluctuations were forcibly suppressed, and they all retreated, as if dragged by invisible reins, quickly withdrawing and gathering again near the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss, hovering motionless, entering a state of standby.

Only two figures remained on the entire battlefield.

One was Qin Yu, standing atop the Withered Bones Fallen Abyss, the Silent Origin Stainless Sword hanging at his side, his aura as restrained as the abyss.

One was the Master Soul Dominion, suspended in front of the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss, its soul rings slowly rotating, focusing all its attention on a "human" for the first time.

At this moment, even the air seemed to be compressed into a tangible form by an invisible force.