The light flow of the Sea of Heavenly Emanation seemed to be forcibly paused at that moment. The originally crisscrossing rivers of fate trembled together. The Palace Master Ming Ji had already taken a step forward. The moment he stepped out, his figure was no longer a single existence, but split into countless overlapping afterimages of cause and effect. Each afterimage stood on a different slice of time, and was forcibly connected into one by an invisible main line.
As he raised his hand, the entire Heavenly Emanation Limitless Hall resonated with a deafening roar. The "Light of Limitlessness" on the palace roof suddenly descended, like a giant blade of fate cleaving down from the heavens. Ming Ji's voice was not loud, but it echoed through the past, present, and future in the instant it was uttered—his supernatural powers were fully activated.
Countless runes of destiny ignited in the void, interlocking, rotating, and recombining with each other, eventually coalescing into a "Fate-Emanating Order Adjudication Line" that pierced through heaven and earth. Wherever the line of Order Adjudication passed, all disordered cause and effect were forcibly straightened and nailed down, as if the entire world was being dragged back onto a single and irreversible track. The line of Order Adjudication carried an irresistible pressure, directly severing the core logic Master Soul Dominion.
Almost simultaneously, Vice Hall Master Zhang Lin moved. Unlike Ming Ji's grandeur and composure, Zhang Lin's aura transformed into a raging chaotic torrent the instant it erupted. The space around him was like a mirror shattered by a heavy hammer, collapsing layer by layer and then being reborn again.
He spread his arms, Chaos Realm · Supreme was released without reservation. The chaotic flames intertwined with gray and dark gold condensed behind him into a towering phantom. The phantom had no clear features, but it seemed to carry the primal rage before the Heaven and Earth Undetermined.
Zhang Lin unleashed a punch, but the fist did not land directly. Instead, it split into countless chaotic tributaries along the way. Each tributary corresponded to an undefined possibility. In the end, they all converged before the Master Soul Dominion, transforming into a chaotic annihilation attack that covered all levels. Wherever it went, even the concept of "defense" itself began to waver.
The Master Soul Dominion finally raised its head to face the approaching two great divine powers at the same time. Its body suddenly lit up with an Ultimate refined Stainless light shell. The light shell was not a simple shield, but a defensive divine power that forcibly reversed and sealed its own state of existence.
The Light of Stainlessness collapsed inward, enveloping the Master Soul Dominion into an "absolute node" that seemed to be detached from the torrent of cause and effect. When the Fate-Emanating Order Adjudication Line was severed, it only stirred up countless fine sparks of cause and effect on the surface of the light shell. Within the sparks, a future scene that was forcibly denied appeared, only to be smoothed out in the next instant. When the Chaos Annihilation Strike struck, the light shell trembled violently, and layers of cracks spread, but it never completely shattered, as if the Master Soul Dominion had anchored itself and temporarily stood outside of all attacks.
However, at the very moment when these three forces were locked in a stalemate, the Thoughtless Stillness Dragon turned its head.
The head of the Thoughtless Stillness Dragon slowly lowered, its pair of crimson eyes opening wide above the Sea of Heavenly Emanation. There was no roar, no earth-shattering dragon cry, only a silence that instilled instinctive fear in all beings. The next instant, it unleashed a divine power that truly did not belong to slaughter, yet was more thorough than any slaughter—"Mind-Consciousness Self-Slaughter."
A wisp of law from the Severed Thought Realm, like an invisible needle, silently pierced the depths of the minds of all the Supreme Elders of the Silent Mystery Realm · Supreme on the battlefield. Without the erosion of external forces, without the impact of energy, at that moment, they even maintained the posture of casting spells, but their thoughts themselves instantly spiraled out of control.
Every judgment, every perception, every thought is simultaneously branched out, accelerated, and superimposed infinitely, as if billions of logical chains are operating concurrently in their consciousness, yet all point to the same absurd and cruel conclusion—"Thinking itself is meaningless, existence itself is error."
The scene at this moment presents an extremely distorted visual experience: countless fragmented silhouettes of themselves are reflected in the elders' pupils, these silhouettes tearing, negating, and annihilating each other in rapid flashbacks; their souls project outwards...
They transformed into blazing flames, only to be devoured by their own logic in the next instant. The flames collapsed from within, like a fire that had been ignited and then instantly drained of its oxygen, extinguishing silently. There were no screams, no struggles, only an eerie, suffocating calm—as if they had personally carried out their own execution.
One, two, more than ten figures froze in succession, then turned into grayish-white dust in the same instant. The dust did not dissipate, but disappeared directly as if it had lost its "permission to exist," leaving not even a trace. The elders who Silent Mystery Realm · Supreme were thus completely erased from the world's narrative in a single mental judgment by the Thoughtless Stillness Dragon.
The Sea of Heavenly Emanation fell silent for a moment. And that moment of silence was more chilling than any explosion or collapse.
Vice Hall Master Zhang Lin and Hall Master Ming Ji roared almost simultaneously. Their voices were no longer mere words, but rather a tremor of chaos and causality, transforming into tangible ripples that swept across the entire battlefield. "You beast—we will tear you to pieces!" Their fury was like thunder, causing the Emanation Wheel Destiny to shift violently and creating a rupture-like surge in the River of Fate. Their gazes were fixed on the Thoughtless Stillness Dragon, burning not only with hatred but also with an overwhelming killing intent at the sight of their comrade being wiped out before their eyes.
The disciples of the Heavenly Emanation Limitless Hall were already bloodthirsty. The Fate-Emanating Immortal Envoys darted through the sea of light in formation, their glazed armor reflecting countless shattered images of the future. With each swing of their causal divine powers, fragments of their Logic Remnants Lord disintegrated, became disordered, and returned to nothingness in the light. The threads of fate broke and reformed, the sea of light churning like raging waves, blood and light intertwining, yet they could never conceal the gray-white dragon shadow coiled in the sky— the Thoughtless Stillness Dragon hovered there, as if all the killing and sacrifice were merely background noise.
Qin Yu mingled among the ranks of the Fate-Emanating Immortal Envoys, his figure flashing constantly. He suppressed his Silent Mystery Realm · Peak to an extremely restrained degree, each move perfectly wiping out a group of enemies. His gaze, however, never left the Thoughtless Stillness Dragon. Its scarlet pupils were like two abysses that devoured thought, sending a chilling, clear-headed feeling through Qin Yu's heart. He knew very well that if they continued to fight like this, there would only be one outcome— the Heavenly Emanation Limitless Hall would be dragged into the full coverage of the "Calamity of Thought Stillness," and everyone would be wiped out bit by bit by that dragon amidst anger and obsession.
"This can't go on." Qin Yu's mind raced, his consciousness completing a deduction in an instant. "We must lure the Thoughtless Stillness Dragon away... otherwise this place will become its breeding ground for Annihilation. Once it fully unleashes its domain, we won't even have the right to approach it, let alone subdue it." His gaze darkened slightly, but his thoughts remained unusually calm, like a moment of stillness in the eye of a storm.
In that instant, heaven and earth fell silent.
An aged yet Ultimate sharp shout seemed to cleave the void from the deepest part of the Sea of Heavenly Emanation— "You beast! Prepare to die!!"
As the voice faded, the sea of light above the Heavenly Emanation Limitless Hall suddenly sank, as if all the rivers of destiny bowed down at the same time. A figure slowly appeared from behind the Wheel of Heavenly Emanation. It was neither teleportation nor breaking through the void, but a kind of descent that "should have been here all along." Space automatically unfolded into steps beneath his feet, the threads of cause and effect retreated around him, and even the ripples of Annihilation around the Thoughtless Stillness Dragon showed a very brief pause at this moment.
Chu Xianbing, the patriarch of the Heavenly Emanation Limitless Hall, has appeared.
He stood above the sea of light, his figure not particularly tall, yet giving the illusion of supporting an entire temple. Chu Xianbing wore an ancient Heavenly Emanation robe, its color not dazzling, yet seemingly capable of absorbing countless rays of light. The surface of the robe was covered with extremely fine causal patterns, these patterns were not carved, but rather traces left by fate itself. His hair and beard were snow-white, yet they did not appear old, instead exuding a composure and sharpness that came from experiencing countless eras; his brows and eyes were deep as an abyss, and between the opening and closing of his eyes, it seemed as if the rise and fall of countless worlds flashed by within them.
What's most unsettling is the almost invisible pressure emanating from him—there's no violent aura, no chaotic surging phenomena, yet it simultaneously slows down all the Emanation Wheel and causes the River of Destiny to unconsciously detour. It's the unique presence of the Stainless Realm · Supreme perfection, an absolute stability standing above cause and effect.
Chu Xianbing slowly raised his gaze and landed on Thoughtless Stillness Dragon. That one glance, without a roar or any extra emotion, sent a shiver down the spines of everyone on the battlefield. It was as if, under that gaze, even the "Law of Annihilation" itself was being re-examined and re-measured.
The wind stopped, and the sea of light lay low.
The moment Chu Xianbing appeared, the turbulent fate of the Sea of Heavenly Emanation seemed to be suppressed by an invisible hand. After a brief silence, a roar like a tsunami suddenly erupted from the direction of the Heavenly Emanation Limitless Hall.
"The Ancestor has arrived--!" "It's the Ancestor! It really is the Ancestor!" "The Heavenly Emanation Limitless Hall is saved--The Ancestor has emerged from seclusion!"
The Fate-Emanating Immortal Envoys were practically roaring, their voices a mixture of elation at surviving a calamity and uncontrollable excitement. Countless eyes were red-rimmed, and the mist of destiny churned violently before them, as if even cause and effect itself resonated with the appearance of this being. The previously collapsing lines stabilized once more, the Emanation Wheel trembled in unison, the River of Destiny flowed again, and everyone's gaze was fixed on the figure standing above the sea of light.
Hall Master Ming Ji and Vice Hall Master Zhang Lin stepped forward almost simultaneously. Despite their severe injuries, they forced themselves to stand upright. Their eyes were already bloodshot and filled with tears. Their voices were low and trembling. "Ancestor... that beast... Annihilation all the elders of my hall..." Before he could finish speaking, Ming Ji choked up. Zhang Lin clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white. Chaotic power surged within his body, but he could not suppress the overwhelming hatred.
Chu Xianbing did not turn around, nor did he offer any words of comfort. He simply raised his right hand slowly, his fingertips pausing slightly, and the entire Sea of Heavenly Emanation emitted a deep rumble, as if the heart of destiny had been struck.
In that instant, all the Emanation Wheel stopped simultaneously. For the first time, the ripples of Annihilation spreading around the Thoughtless Stillness Dragon were forcibly compressed, and the gray-white aura of Annihilation was as if bound by invisible shackles, rolling back layer by layer.
Causal Sealing Balance.
It was not a forceful suppression, but rather the dragging of the authority of the Thoughtless Stillness Dragon's "existence here" into the judgment of the Wheel of Heavenly Emanation. Countless invisible causal lines suddenly appeared in the world, like golden ribbons wrapped around the enormous phantom of the Thoughtless Stillness Dragon, and were then corrected and frozen inch by inch by the Light of Stainlessness.
It was a suppression from a higher level, as if the entire Heavenly Emanation Limitless Hall was declaring to this Law of Annihilation —this place is not for you to roam freely.
Immediately afterwards, a wisp of clear, white light shone from Chu Xianbing's fingertips.
The light, initially as thin as a wisp of silk, condensed into a half-foot-long transparent causal blade in the blink of an eye. The blade had no sharpness, but it was filled with fragmented light and shadow like Heavenly Emanation glass. On the tip of the blade, a miniature Emanation Wheel slowly rotated. With each rotation, the surrounding free causal lines were dismantled and peeled away, emitting a crackling sound as if from the depths of the void.
"Causal Emanation-Slaying Slash."
Chu Xianbing's voice wasn't loud, but it seemed to be directly etched into the underlying logic of heaven and earth. With a light flick of his finger, the Causal Blade was silently unleashed, without any shockwave or light burst, just a transparent band of light that swept across the sky above the Heavenly Emanation Limitless Hall.
In an instant, the battlefield was completely divided.
Wherever the light band passed, countless golden patterns appeared in the void—these were the causal anchor points upon which thousands of Logic Remnants Lord relied for their existence. Before they could even roar, the golden patterns disintegrated inch by inch the moment they touched the light band, turning into countless stardust-like specks of light, falling like snow and rain into the light stream of the Sea of Heavenly Emanation.
There was no explosion, and no remains.
Those Logic Remnants Lord seemed to have been directly erased from their very existence; traces of the past, projections of the present, and possibilities of the future all vanished in an instant. The once densely packed enemy shadows on the battlefield...
After the Causal Blade fell, a large, desolate area suddenly appeared, leaving only a dozen or so severely injured Remnants Lord. Their causal relationships were incomplete, their forms distorted, as if they had been forcibly torn in half from their fate, almost losing even the right to escape.
The disciples of the Heavenly Emanation Limitless Hall were stunned for a moment, then erupted in almost fanatical shouts, their morale soaring once again like a raging fire.
The Thoughtless Stillness Dragon hovered high in the sky, its scarlet pupils slightly contracted, and for the first time, the ripples of Annihilation beneath its gray-white scales showed obvious disorder.
In a secluded corner where no one was watching, Qin Yu's gaze narrowed slightly, a deeper sense of vigilance flashing through his heart. He could see it clearly—this strike severed the causal anchor point. Now, the Heavenly Emanation Limitless Hall should be able to turn the tide.