The pressure of the Chaos Realm is not a "release," but rather the very fall of existence itself.
The Asura Immortal Hall Master, He Xunsu, merely took half a step forward, and the world of the Withered Bones Fallen Abyss suddenly became unbalanced. The air was compressed silently, and the bones on the ground turned into dust, which was then crushed into the depths of the earth before it could even float away. Irregular dark patterns appeared at the edge of space, signs that the world was forced to relinquish "stability" when subjected to a higher-level existence. This was the natural pressure exerted by the Chaos Realm Supreme on a lower-level world.
The void beneath Qin Yu's feet suddenly sank, as if the entire world was pressing down on his shoulders. His robes fluttered, and his bones emitted extremely subtle resonances. If it were any ordinary cultivator at the Silent Mystery Realm, they would have been crushed into a shapeless mass by this pressure.
But Qin Yu did not back down. He simply exhaled slowly.
The next instant, his primordial divine power quietly unfolded within his body, not in an eruption, but in a return. It was as if his existence was not on the same weight level as this world. The pressure of the Chaos Realm was invisibly diverted, folded, and rewritten the moment it touched his body. The void beneath his feet stabilized again, and his entire being was like a "blank node" embedded in the structure of the world, the pressure unable to continue to push inward.
He Xunsu's eyes changed for the first time. However, Zhao Mengyun lost control even earlier.
The moment the chaotic pressure descended, her expression completely collapsed. It wasn't fear, but a kind of madness that had been suppressed to the Limit and finally found an outlet. She knew clearly that the Asura Immortal Hall had been destroyed, the ancestor of the temple had been completely Annihilation by the Master Soul Dominion, and the entire inheritance had been severed. And the person in front of her was the perfect outlet for her to vent all the resentment in her heart.
All the resentment, bitterness, and despair converged in that instant. "You—!"
Zhao Mengyun's voice was almost ripping apart. Before the Palace Master could even speak, she transformed into a streak of crimson light, forcefully tearing through the aftershocks of the chaotic pressure and rushing straight towards Qin Yu. At this moment, her Silent Mystery Realm · Supreme burned without reservation, unleashing her divine powers. Suddenly, countless killing runes lit up the heavens and earth, as if to nail Qin Yu's very existence to reality.
However— Qin Yu's eyes didn't even flicker.
The instant Zhao Mengyun stepped within ten zhang of him, he raised his hand. Not a sword, but a finger.
Two fingers joined together, gently dropped forward. [The Unnamed Initial Silence]. No light, no sound, no burst of energy.
In that instant, time seemed to have a "word" ripped from the universe.
Zhao Mengyun's momentum came to an abrupt halt, her figure suddenly losing all continuity in mid-air. Her attack was not blocked, not shattered, but rather—it never happened. Her existence began to have a strange "gap," as if the world had suddenly realized that the concept of "Zhao Mengyun" no longer needed to be maintained.
The sky was a deathly white.
All causal threads automatically receded upon her, traces of history quickly faded, and the narrative closed off to her. Her figure seemed to be gently erased from the world by an eraser, without struggle, without screams, and without even the process of "death."
The next instant, there was nothing there. It was as if she had never stood there. The entire place was deathly silent.
The three elders at the Silent Mystery Realm · Supreme and Li Zhi'en, the disciple at the Silent Mystery Realm · Peak, gasped almost simultaneously. It wasn't shock, but an instinctive fear of "common sense completely failing."
"One... one strike?" "How is that possible..."
Before they could even think, Palace Master He Xunsu suddenly roared, "Run!!" "Don't get entangled with him—this man is no ordinary person!!"
The moment the order was given, the four instinctively retreated, forcibly tearing open a spatial passage in an attempt to escape this area that had been deemed "untouchable."
But—it was too late. Qin Yu's gaze was calm, almost indifferent. He took a step forward, and his sword was finally drawn.
The Silent Origin Stainless Sword rose into the sky, its dark silver light no longer a "slash," but transformed into a negation arc covering the entire area. At the same time, his other hand gently unfolded. [Heavenly Cause Judgment Sequence · Six Severances Seal] -- Orbital Collapse Lock · Chain Annihilation. The sky suddenly cracked open.
Countless dark golden chains of cause and effect descended from the sky, interlocking to seal off all escape routes for the four. The chains did not bind their physical bodies, but precisely locked onto their "extension path." In the next instant, the chains tightened abruptly, their life trajectories were forcibly severed, and the four figures were torn into countless fragments of light in mid-air.
The sword light of the Silent Origin Stainless Sword then fell. It wasn't a slash, but a return to zero.
Before the light fragments could disperse, they were directly swallowed up by the absolute negation power within the sword, leaving no time for the concept of "residue" to even take shape. A momentary, silent ripple of annihilation erupted in the space, as if a piece of the world had been instantly scooped out, only to be forcibly filled in as a blank in the next instant.
The four were utterly Annihilation, leaving not even an echo. Above the Withered Bones Fallen Abyss, only one figure remained: He Xunsu, the Palace Master of the Asura Immortal Hall.
He stood rooted to the spot, his chest heaving, his eyes fixed on Qin Yu. The aura of the Chaos Realm · Supreme was still surging, but for the first time, it revealed a kind of solemnity—being truly forced to the edge of a cliff. The world was silent. At this moment, all possibilities of escape had been severed. Qin Yu did not immediately draw his sword.
The Withered Bones Fallen Abyss was as silent as a grave. The aftershocks of the previous series of Annihilation had not yet completely dissipated. The space seemed to have been repeatedly folded, smoothed, and then forcibly straightened, retaining a kind of "fatigue" after being crushed by a high-level power. He stood in the void, his robes hanging down, the Silent Origin Stainless Sword pointing diagonally at the ground, but his gaze was not on the sword's edge, but firmly locked on the figure opposite him.
He Xunsu, the Palace Master of the Asura Immortal Hall. Qin Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice low but utterly cold. "I'm very curious. You know me? Have we met before?"
This was neither a provocation nor a threat, but a genuine question. Qin Yu knew very well that before he stepped into the Void Obliteration Domain, he and the Asura Immortal Hall should not have had any direct interaction. If it weren't for the Nine Alliances Gang incident, he would have had no dealings with the Asura Immortal Hall at all.
Upon hearing this, He Xunsu was first taken aback, then burst into laughter.
The laughter was rough and maniacal, echoing repeatedly above the Withered Bones Fallen Abyss, making the space hum and resonate as if countless Asura were whispering in unison.
"Whether I've seen you or not is none of your business." "Why say more!" His laughter abruptly ceased, and his eyes instantly turned ferocious and resolute. "Today—it's either you or me who dies!" The moment his words fell, the chaotic energy within He Xunsu's body erupted completely.
That was not a simple release of power, but an unfolding of a hierarchy. The existence weight of the Chaos Realm Supreme pressed down on reality without reservation. The concepts of up and down in heaven and earth were forcibly flattened in this instant. Space lost the meaning of "far and near". The Withered Bones Fallen Abyss seemed to be pulled into a primordial state where life and death were not judged and yin and yang were not distinguished.
Amidst this churning chaos—he raised his hand. Not to draw the sword from its sheath, but to "summon" it from the chaos itself.
A dark golden primordial chaos embryo condensed in his palm. Initially, it had no edge or handle, only a semi-transparent energy core. Inside, black and white energies slowly rotated, yet remained inseparable, like the unnamed "concept of edge" before the creation of heaven and earth.
Qin Yu's pupils contracted slightly.
He could clearly sense that it was not the aura of an ordinary divine weapon, but a divine sword directly connected to the origin of the Chaos Realm, and even based on the realm itself.
He Xunsu's voice was deep and chilling, as if proclaiming to the heavens and earth. "Chaos Asura - Unerring Divine Edge."
The primordial chaos embryo suddenly pulsated. In the next instant, the embryo abruptly stretched and solidified, the chaotic energy forcibly compressed into a "sharp" shape.
Asura Manifestation. A three-foot-six-inch sword materializes in the void, its hilt resembling the joints of Asura, layer upon layer. The sword is covered with chaotic blood patterns interwoven with black and red, those patterns seem to flow slowly, like blood, or like uncooled cracks in the laws. The sword tip is sometimes solid and sharp, with a chilling light, and sometimes it becomes blurred into mist, as if Does Not Exist in a single form at all.
The moment the sword appeared, heaven and earth seemed to be "cleaved" apart. Within a radius of ten thousand miles, the laws trembled. The Domain of Unerring quietly unfolded.
The sense of order in the air began to collapse rapidly, the lines of cause and effect became blurred, the flow of time shifted almost imperceptibly, and gravity, direction, and distance all began to slip into an "undefined" state. This was no longer a normal world, but a chaotic realm where only the will of the Asura God Emperor could determine the order.
He Xunsu held his sword in one hand, and the chaotic aura and the killing intent of Asura intertwined behind him to form a blurry and enormous phantom, as if billions of Asura had been superimposed to form a judgmental figure standing between heaven and earth.
His gaze was like a knife, aimed directly at Qin Yu. "This sword, Delusionless." "Sever illusions, cut off obsessions, return to the Chaos Origin."
The Chaos Delusionless Divine Edge trembled slightly, and the blade emitted a deep and resonant hum. It was not the sound of metal, but the breath and resonance of the Chaos Origin.
Qin Yu did not retreat.
The Silent Origin Stainless Sword tilted slightly in his hand, and the dark silver blade began to appear as afterimages, perfectly synchronized with the power of origin. His expression remained calm, even carrying a hint of barely perceptible interest. Chaos Realm - Supreme. Asura God Emperor's Sword - Unerring Divine Edge, this battle has finally—truly set them on the same chessboard.
He Xunsu held the [Unerring Divine Edge] in one hand. Before the sword was even drawn, the entire Withered Bones Fallen Abyss emitted a low rumble, as if the spine of the world was being slowly broken. His gaze was no longer focused on Qin Yu as an "individual," but rather looked down upon the entire space, like an emperor inspecting his territory.
The next moment, he slowly spoke. It wasn't a voice.
There was no air vibration, no sound wave propagation, not even the process of "words being spoken" --
That was a decree that directly overshadowed the very foundations of reality. "Asura Decree: Chaos Return to the Ruins"
In an instant, with He Xunsu as the origin, the space within a radius of several thousand feet seemed to be pressed into a boiling furnace by an invisible hand.
The sky was the first to lose its meaning as "sky".
The clouds were like crumpled pieces of gray paper, peeled away layer by layer, their color smoothed out into an unnameable, murky gray-white; the light no longer propagated, but was forcibly compressed into broken spots of light, falling haphazardly through the air.
Next came the earth. The rock layers didn't collapse, but rather conceptually dissolved—
The attributes of "hardness," "weight," and "structure" are stripped away one by one. The rocks first transform into a churning flow of energy, which is then compressed into a high-speed flashing torrent of information. The information, upon losing its carrying logic, completely collapses, turning into meaningless chaotic noise.
Space began to collapse inward. It wasn't an explosion, but a reverse fall.
Everything in sight was pulled toward some unseen center; matter, energy, light, and even observation itself were dragged into a constantly tightening "chaotic void." It was a state before World Creation, as if the world had not yet been allowed to "exist."
At this moment, the Withered Bones Fallen Abyss is no longer a battlefield. It is being rapidly transported back to "before judgment."
Just a moment before this region was about to completely close into a chaotic singularity— Qin Yu made a move.
He did not retreat, nor did he forcefully collide with this "chaotic" field.
His movements were extremely simple. His right hand held the sword still, while his left hand slowly rose, his five fingers slightly spread, as if he were disassembling a destiny chart that had already been written.
His gaze was calm to the point of being indifferent. The next instant, a silent judgment unfolded. The first of the Three Forms of Fate Construction - Cause and Effect Deconstruction.
There was no beam of light, no roar. Only a fleeting, extremely subtle, yet absolutely clear change—
The collapsing "Ruins of Chaos" suddenly experienced an inconsistent fracture in its internal structure.
Qin Yu didn't try to "stop" the Chaos Return to the Ruins. What he did was more direct—
He deconstructed the causal chain that enabled this supernatural power to exist.
The premise, trigger, and inevitability of the outcome that "this domain was ordered to be the Return to the Ruins" were dismantled on the spot.
The scene suddenly took on a strange, distorted quality.
The collapsing space suddenly paused for a moment, then, as if realizing that the logic of "why it is collapsing" Does Not Exist, it began to exhibit violent self-contradictions, and the collapsing force continued to pull inward.
However, the object being pulled has lost the causal inevitability of "must collapse".
Thus, a silent backlash erupted from within the Ruins of Chaos.
Space is like a mirror that has been forcibly twisted off, with cracks spreading along unpredictable paths; energy flows surge in reverse, turning into a chaotic gray-white torrent; those fragments that had already been dismantled into information, after losing the direction of the "end point of Return to the Ruins," began to frantically reassemble, but failed repeatedly due to the lack of causal anchors.
The entire area fell into a state of chaos, somewhere between creation and annihilation. He Xunsu's pupils contracted noticeably for the first time.
He clearly "saw" that his edict was not blocked head-on, but that the very reasons for its validity had been dismantled.
The Chaos Ruins did not close completely. In a violent implosion and tearing, it collapsed into a chaotic, churning gray tide, which was forcibly thrown back into the depths of the void.
The storm subsided. The Withered Bones Fallen Abyss reappeared, its surface shattered and its sky mottled, yet it remained.
Qin Yu stood still, his robes perfectly straight. The dark silver blade of the Silent Origin Stainless Sword vibrated slightly in his palm, as if he had just completed a brief but sharp dialogue with the world itself.
He raised his eyes to look at He Xunsu, his tone calm: "An imperial edict is very domineering." "Unfortunately—" "The 'inevitability' of your edict no longer holds."