The brief tranquility following the erasure of the Hundred-Mile Dead Zone lasted less than a breath.
Jin Hanyan stood in the center of the Mist-Shrouded Heart-Devouring Marsh. The gray-white mist had not completely dissipated, and the rules of heaven and earth were still slowly returning to normal. She raised her eyes to look at the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss ten meters above the ground, her gaze calm and restrained—this thing could not be left behind. Its very existence was a source of disaster that could be detonated again at any moment.
She took a step forward, raised her hand, and the power of one of the ultimate divine abilities of the Stainless Realm · Supreme once again flowed through her body. This time, it was no longer a reversal of the narrative, but an attempt to seal and transfer it. She wanted to peel this Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss from the Mist-Shrouded Heart-Devouring Marsh and send it into a completely isolated void level.
Just as her will touched the edge of the abyss—a sudden change occurred.
The once silent, dark abyss suddenly began to flicker with extremely unstable light. It wasn't light, but rather a flash of "state of being." The surface of the abyss seemed to be repeatedly rewritten by some unseen force, with darkness and emptiness alternating in a very short time, and the edges and contours beginning to jump irregularly, as if this Logic Realm was simultaneously appearing on multiple narrative levels.
The next instant, a symbol suddenly lit up. It was not a single rune, but an entire symbolic narrative causal chain.
It was like a chain woven from countless ancient symbols, Fate Soul imprints, broken vows, and causal nodes, suddenly shooting out from the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss. The chain did not "fly," but was generated directly in reality, transcending the concept of spatial distance, and instantly wrapped around Jin Hanyan's wrists, shoulders, neck, waist, abdomen, and the core of her soul.
There was no sound of collision. Only a soft "hing closing" sound, as if coming from the depths of the narrative.
Jin Hanyan's pupils contracted sharply. Before her supernatural powers could be fully unleashed, the symbolic causal chain had already completed its "Karmic Anchoring." At this moment, she was not being attacked, but rather being identified as a draggable object.
The world went dark.
Before she could even make a complete movement to resist, she was suddenly pulled upwards by that chain of cause and effect—not pulled towards the abyss, but written into the abyss.
The world turned upside down.
The Mist-Shrouded Heart-Devouring Marsh vanished from her vision like a torn scroll suddenly disappearing. The gray-white mist, the collapsed mountains, and the mirror-like water lost all meaning in an instant, and all spatial coordinates were completely erased. In its place was a suffocating sense of falling—not falling, but being forcibly dragged into a deeper logical cavity.
The next moment, she "stopped" or rather, was allowed to exist there.
When Jin Hanyan's vision stabilized again, she was already inside the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss.
There are no up, down, left, or right directions here.
The entire space resembled a massive, hollowed-out palace, its walls not solid, but rather layers upon layers of slowly rotating logical structures. Countless translucent Fate Soul trajectories stretched through the void like blood vessels, intersecting and emitting a low-frequency yet dense hum. Flowing within those trajectories were not energy, but rather the stripped-off "fragments of Fate Soul logic"—the cultivator's path of cultivation, obsessions, fears, vows, and ultimate judgments of failure and death.
She finally saw it clearly: the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss was not simply an out-of-control Logic Realm.
It is a breeding farm.
At the center of this enormous inner cavity, a twisted and massive entity floated. That was the Master Soul Dominion.
It was no longer the severely damaged body she had previously sensed, but a terrifying form forcibly maintained and slowly "warming up." The body, Master Soul Dominion, was disassembled into several undefined parts, like an incomplete assembly, with the Fate Soul logic of countless cultivators entwined around it. Those Fate Soul did not appear as complete individuals, but were compressed into constantly flashing symbol nodes, embedded in the shell Master Soul Dominion like fuel.
With each symbol that lights up, the body Master Soul Dominion twitches slightly.
A massive logical rift opened in its "chest cavity," drawing in the Fate Soul were shattered and reassembled, transforming into a dark, fluid substance that nourished its core. It was not blood, yet it was thicker than blood; it was not energy, yet it was heavier than energy.
All around, countless semi-transparent figures floated.
They remained in the posture of their last moments before death—some were forming hand seals, some were fleeing, some opened their mouths to shout, but could never utter a sound. Each figure was pierced by several chains of Fate Soul logic, the other end of which was connected to the body Master Soul Dominion. They were not killed, but were continuously drained, slowly consumed in an Endless "existence sustenance".
The outline of the head, Master Soul Dominion, is gradually taking shape.
The previously blurred facial features began to show extremely faint outlines, as if some kind of consciousness was refocusing. Deep within its core, a dark yet stubborn spot of will was slowly pulsating, each pulsation accompanied by the complete annihilation of dozens of cultivators' Fate Soul.
The signs of resurrection are undeniable.
Standing in this inner cavity, Jin Hanyan felt a true chill for the first time. It wasn't fear, but a coldness intertwined with anger and disgust.
She understood.
The Rule Dead Domain of the Mist-Shrouded Heart-Devouring Marsh is merely a facade. It's unknown whether some powerful being severely damaged the Master Soul Dominion, causing it to forcibly continue the Master Soul Dominion's "unfinished narrative" within this Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss, using the Fate Soul of countless cultivators.
And now—she has become the new variable.
Jin Hanyan did not hesitate at all.
The moment she truly saw that scene—countless cultivators' Fate Soul being used as fuel to feed the soon-to-be-reawakened Master Soul Dominion —the last trace of hesitation in her heart was completely erased.
She took a step forward. At that moment, she did not form any hand seals, did not gather any strength, and made no unnecessary movements.
Jin Hanyan raised her right hand and slowly extended her index finger.
She used the foremost of the six great supernatural powers—"Return to Silence: The Nameless Finger."
No declaration. No sound.
The instant that finger was pointed out, the entire internal structure of the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss seemed to be frozen in place by an invisible hand.
Before her fingertips, the space neither shattered nor collapsed; instead, an extremely bizarre phenomenon appeared—everything was "retreating."
The first to change were the countless chains of Fate Soul logic that were wrapped around the body by the Master Soul Dominion. Those symbolic chains that were constantly pulsating and transporting Fate Soul fluid seemed to suddenly lose their qualification to be written. Their edges began to blur, and then they slipped off from "existence" itself. It was not that they broke, but that their meaning "as chains" was denied.
Immediately afterwards, the Master Soul Dominion the not-yet-fully-solidified core of the body, revealed an indescribable "gap." It was neither a wound nor destruction, but rather a location suddenly declared—one that had never been named before.
A faint gray-white outline appeared in front of Jin Hanyan's fingertips. The outline was neither light nor shadow, but rather a blank space stripped of its narrative power. Wherever the blank space touched, logic, Fate Soul, and nourishing fluids all failed, turning into fragments that had lost their support. After hovering for a moment, they silently collapsed.
This finger strike was aimed directly at the "Resurrection Core" Master Soul Dominion.
Once it lands, this monster, forcibly dragged back to reality by countless Fate Soul, will be completely sent back to a state of "not having happened".
However—just a moment before this finger was about to touch the core of the Master Soul Dominion.
A sudden change occurred. The entire Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss trembled violently.
It wasn't an explosion, nor an impact, but a forced intervention from an outer layer of logic.
In front of Jin Hanyan's fingertips, the blank area that was about to be covered by "Nameless" was suddenly forcibly filled with countless intersecting outlines of existence.
One, two, ten...
The next instant, countless figures appeared around the abyss.
They didn't fly in from a certain direction, but rather "appeared" directly within the Logic Realm structure, as if they had always been there, only that they hadn't been allowed to appear before.
Those are Logic Remnants Lord.
Quantity, tens of thousands.
Each one stands atop a void node, its form tall and indistinct, its appearance seemingly forcibly pieced together from broken rules and fragmented narratives. They lack a unified form, yet all exude the same suffocating sense of oppression— the Chaos Realm, Supreme.
Their appearance completely "locked up" the internal structure of the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss.
Countless logical nodes lit up simultaneously, forming layer upon layer of overlapping Logic Realm barriers, like a "resurrection protection array" temporarily constructed by the Master Soul Dominion.
The Remnants Lord slowly turned their heads, and all the pupil-less gazes simultaneously fell on Jin Hanyan.
No roaring. No threats. Only a cold, unanimous judgment.
She was the variable that blocked the recovery. Jin Hanyan's finger was forcibly stopped halfway.
In front of the fingertips, the gray "Nameless void" confronts the dense barrier of chaotic logic, emitting a low and teeth-grinding resonance.
And at their very center, the core light spot, Master Soul Dominion, once again—slightly lit up.
Jin Hanyan stood in the core airspace of the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss. Surrounded by countless Logic Remnants Lords of the Chaos Realm · Supreme, her figure appeared exceptionally frail, yet she did not waver in the slightest.
She neither retreated nor rushed to make a move.
She simply exhaled slowly, her eyes instantly becoming completely calm, as if she had suppressed all her emotions, fears, and hesitations into an untouchable depth.
She knew very well that these Logic Remnants Lords were not "life" in the true sense of the word; they were incomplete executors left behind by the Master Soul Dominion, logical armies that existed purely to "prevent interference." Any emotional battle against them would be futile.
The next instant, the first Logic Remnants Lord its move. There was no opening stance.
Its form suddenly collapsed into a straight line, like a narrative forcibly flattened, instantly traversing the void, carrying an impact powerful enough to crush the rules of the Chaos Realm, and directly piercing towards Jin Hanyan's brow.
Almost simultaneously, the remaining Remnants Lord acted in unison.
The entire interior of the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss suddenly transformed into a silent slaughterhouse.
Rules cease to flow, instead being brutally folded, compressed, and thrown; space is twisted as if by countless hands simultaneously, resulting in layers of misalignment; time is torn to shreds, its sequence utterly invalidated. Each attack from the Logic Remnants Lord is not a single supernatural power, but a forcibly executed "result."
However— Jin Hanyan made a move.
Her figure blurred for a split second just before the attack hit her. It wasn't a dodge.
Instead, she refused to be defined as a "target of attack." She raised her left hand, fingers spread.
At this moment, she used the second of the six great supernatural powers—"Chaos Undivided, Heaven and Earth Judged."
In an instant, the space within a radius of several hundred feet centered on her lost its distinction between "up and down," "near and far," and "inside and outside." The logical straight line of the attack, once it entered this area, had its sense of direction completely erased; it was as if it had never approached, even though it had clearly pierced through.
The attack from the first Logic Remnants Lord, was forcibly "determined to be unreachable" and directly disintegrated into meaningless Logic Fragments in the void.
But this was just the beginning. Jin Hanyan raised her right hand at the same time, her fingertips lightly touching the air.
The third technique – "Unjudged – Yin-Yang Reversal" – does not feature any grand or extraordinary phenomena.
For a fleeting moment, black and white were out of place on the battlefield.
The originally stable chaotic structures left on the Logic Remnants Lord were forcibly pulled into an intermediate state of "not yet decided whether to live or die". Their attack logic began to conflict with itself - one moment it was still executing annihilation, the next moment it was backfired by its own reverse result.
Dozens of Logic Remnants Lord collapsed simultaneously at this moment.
Their bodies did not explode, but rather, like sentences with their middle paragraphs erased, they broke directly from existence, turning into large swaths of grayish-white logical dust, slowly swallowed by the gravity of the abyss.
However, the Remnants Lord did not retreat. They began to coordinate their actions.
Thousands of beings at the Chaos Realm · Supreme simultaneously unfolded their overlapping Logic Realm, attempting to forcefully suppress this space with their sheer numbers and hierarchical levels.
The sky collapsed. The earth's layers flipped.
The barriers of the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss began to contract inward, like a giant mouth closing.
Jin Hanyan's gaze finally turned completely cold. She slowly clasped her hands together.
In the fourth move – "Formless and shapeless, the Annihilation Other Shore" – the battlefield loses the concept of "form" in an instant.
All the Logic Remnants Lord upon which the "structure" upon which they depend is directly dragged into a realm beyond observation and description. Their attacks are still being carried out, but the targets of those attacks Does Not Exist; their existence is still being maintained, but the foundation upon which it is maintained has been emptied.
Large swaths of the Remnants Lord began to silently dissipate.
It wasn't shattered, but rather sent to a level from which there was no return.
The remaining less than one hundred Remnants Lord finally triggered the final defensive reaction at this moment.
They collectively burned their own logical cores, attempting to buy the Master Soul Dominion's last chance for resurgence through self-destruction.
Jin Hanyan didn't give them that chance. She took a step forward.
The fifth move – "Primordial Unity Qi Transforms All Things"
The instant this move was unleashed, all remaining energy, rules, and logic within the entire Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss were forcibly pulled into her control. The burning logical core of the Remnants Lord was extracted in reverse, transforming into pure Primordial Origin Breath, which in turn devoured them.
The last Logic Remnants Lord vanished into nothingness amidst silent tremors. The battlefield was suddenly emptied.
Only the core of the Master Soul Dominion, which was pulsating slightly, remained in the center of the abyss.
Jin Hanyan stood amidst countless ashes and remnants of logic, her robes fluttering without wind, yet her aura Steady as a Mountain.
She raised her eyes, her gaze fixed intently on the being about to revive.