The Emanation Sea Seals Xing, Stainless Burns to Its Final Embers

Qin Yu's figure suddenly rose higher amidst the surging light of the Sea of Heavenly Emanation of Evolution. He did not look back, nor did he hesitate for a moment. He was like a desperate gamble thrown into the fault line of fate, rushing straight toward the Thoughtless Stillness Dragon that dominated the heavens and earth, its scales faded but still exuding an aura of Annihilation.

The void collapsed beneath his feet, light and causality were stretched into long lines, and his aura was exposed to the perception of all beings without any concealment, as if he had deliberately nailed himself to the very center of a storm.

Just as he was about to approach within a hundred feet of the Thoughtless Stillness Dragon, the causal node within Qin Yu's body, which he had repeatedly deduced, was forcibly ignited. He activated the "Source of Thought Severance," which did not belong to this world, and a roar that was almost tearing his throat exploded in the void—"You beast, die!"

The voice was filled with determination and madness, like the final roar of a cultivator driven to the brink of despair. But at the same time that roar shook the heavens and the earth, an almost silent divine technique of cause and effect was quietly unfolding. It had no light effects, no fluctuations, but it completed the most fatal lock at a deeper level.

All the hatred, hostility, and Annihilation tendencies that Thoughtless Stillness Dragon had carried in the past were forcibly redirected in this instant. All the causal points of "objects that should be erased" were compressed and locked onto his own existence Fate Soul by Qin Yu in an extremely cruel way.

Immediately afterward, Qin Yu's body jolted violently. He deliberately detonated a pre-prepared counter-attack spell, making it appear to outsiders as if he had been struck head-on by the residual force of the Thoughtless Stillness Dragon. His chest caved in, his breathing became disordered, and his figure was sent flying like a broken afterimage.

Trailing a broken streak of light, it instantly detached from the main battlefield of the Heavenly Emanation Limitless Hall and plummeted into the depths of the void a hundred miles away. At that moment, almost everyone believed it was a failed forced entry, a suicidal charge that was mercilessly crushed. But only Qin Yu himself knew that the plan had been completed.

The Thoughtless Stillness Dragon's crimson eyes locked completely in the next instant. It was no longer a sluggish reaction that had been manipulated, but a rage that came from its very core. It could not understand what had happened, but it instinctively sensed that the locked entity had to be eliminated.

A dragon's roar, tearing apart the Law of Annihilation, exploded in the Sea of Heavenly Emanation. The dragon's body suddenly twisted, its massive form dragging a whole stretch of deathly ripples, and it relentlessly chased after the direction in which Qin Yu had been blasted away. Its speed was so fast that even light couldn't cast a shadow.

A hundred miles away, Qin Yu forcibly steadied himself in the churning void. As the dragon of Annihilation approached like a natural disaster, a cold confirmation flashed in his eyes. Without pausing, he immediately changed direction and continued to speed towards a more distant area, further away from the core of the battlefield, leading this destruction, which was completely locked by cause and effect, into a deserted place.

For the first time, the expression on the face of the Master Soul Dominion changed drastically. He suddenly looked up, his mind abruptly empty, and the sense of control he had over the Thoughtless Stillness Dragon was collapsing at an irreversible rate.

He forcibly activated the Fate Soul Chains in an attempt to regain control, but all he received in return was a broken void— the Fate Soul Chains had been severed, leaving only a chaotic consciousness, not yet fully recovered, churning deep within the dragon's body.

His pupils contracted sharply, and panic crept onto his cold face for the first time. He tried to step forward and stop him personally, but in that instant, a heavy and calm gaze locked onto him from the side and behind.

Chu Xianbing before the shattered glory of the Heavenly Emanation Limitless Hall, his gaze passing over the pursuing Thoughtless Stillness Dragon and landing on the rapidly receding figure. He had no answer in his heart, but a near-instinctive judgment—

That disciple was using his own existence to fight for the last chance of survival for the entire temple. Without hesitation or doubt, the remaining Stainless power within Chu Xianbing's body suddenly gathered, and the moment he raised his hand, the light in the world seemed to shatter at the same time.

A clear, crystal-like sound echoed from the depths of the void. Countless overlapping illusory crystal mirrors unfolded behind him, each mirror resembling the main body of the Heavenly Emanation Limitless Hall, clearly reflecting the causal trajectory entwined around his body Master Soul Dominion. The mirrors rotated, emitting a fine yet piercing clanging sound, as the causal lines were repeatedly refracted, peeled away, and recombined within them. Divine Power: "Glazed Glass Mirror Shadow Slaying"

When the Master Soul Dominion finally sensed the impending deadly crisis and looked up to avoid it, it was already too late. The killing intent he had been brewing, the remaining power of Stainless, and even the aftershocks of his attack that had not yet completely dissipated were all captured by the first mirror. They then bounced wildly among countless mirror images. With each refraction, a layer of glazed light patterns was added to that killing intent, and its power increased exponentially.

The next instant, the destructive force, which had been refracted and distorted countless times until its source was unrecognizable, rebounded violently along the locked causal trajectory. A silent white light erupted in the void, and the Master Soul Dominion shattered inch by inch like fragile porcelain. His body was violently thrown away, his divine power went out of control on the spot, and his sea of consciousness was as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer, with large swathes of his divine sense being annihilated.

As the light faded, he stood barely in the shattered void, his body swaying uncontrollably, his breath so disordered that he could barely maintain his form. His divine power, sea of consciousness, and divine sense were all severely damaged, and only his instincts kept him from collapsing on the spot.

In the distance, the Thoughtless Stillness Dragon had already chased after that lonely figure, disappearing into the deeper void. At this moment, the battle situation in the Heavenly Emanation Limitless Hall was completely torn apart into two irreversible directions.

Chu Xianbing's voice suddenly boomed across the shattered Sea of Heavenly Emanation, carrying an undeniable pressure and decisiveness, "Quick! The three of us must seize this opportunity to completely eliminate it!"

Before the words were even finished, Ming Ji and Zhang Lin had vanished from their original spots and appeared beside Chu Xianbing in the next instant. Three completely different yet equally Ultimate auras surged into the sky at the same moment.

The entire Heavenly Emanation Limitless Hall seemed to be forcibly supported by three pillars of destiny, and the void on the verge of collapse was briefly frozen. The Master Soul Dominion in the distance, swaying and with disordered aura, had just stabilized his body and had not yet had time to reassemble his defenses when heaven and earth announced his end.

Chu Xianbing's voice wasn't a roar, but a low, sharp whisper, worn smooth by time, like fate itself issuing a judgment. "Now is the time."

The instant that single word was uttered, the entire Sea of Heavenly Emanation, where the Heavenly Emanation Limitless Hall was located, suddenly lost its flowing meaning. The sea of light froze, the Emanation Wheel stopped turning, and the threads of cause and effect hung in the void like a frozen golden spiderweb, as if the entire world had been forcibly pressed into an "final frame" at that moment.

Ming Ji took half a step forward.

His figure was infinitely elongated in the light, as if merging with the Sea of Heavenly Emanation. The moment his arms slowly opened, the void around the palace collapsed with a roar—not shattered, but torn into hundreds of cracks that stretched across the heavens and earth.

The next moment, fate itself began to fall.

Endless streams of golden-blue light poured out from the crack, like billions of exiled rivers of fate bursting their banks at the same time. The roar did not come from the air, but from the rupture at the level of cause and effect.

The light flowed and churned, with countless miniature Emanation Wheel suspended inside. Each Emanation Wheel reflected the entire process of a world from its birth to its death, and the scene was so fast that it gave people a dizzying feeling of their souls being torn apart.

These streams of light rotated, compressed, and closed in the void, eventually forming a circular killing array covering thousands of miles, like a millstone of fate. The moment the killing array took shape, the space emitted a piercing shriek, and countless intersecting "birth" and "death" light patterns appeared on the array walls. Each flash of light was accompanied by a possible death.

This is the Heavenly Emanation Sea Current Burial.

Just as this deadly array of fate began to slowly shrink, preparing to crush its target, Zhang Lin raised his eyes.

There was no light. There was no sound. There wasn't even any energy fluctuation.

He simply looked at the Master Soul Dominion. That one glance was like chaos staring at order.

The body under the Master Soul Dominion suddenly stiffened. Not because it was bound, but because it hesitated due to reality.

He clearly felt that he was being stripped from the underlying logic of "existence." Mass lost its meaning, energy no longer obeyed, and even the most basic judgment, "I am here," began to crack.

He tried to retreat, but found that the act of "retreating" could no longer be recognized by the world; he tried to mobilize divine power, but found that divine power belonged neither to "existence" nor to "nothingness," and was stuck in an eternal paradox.

The surrounding space began to be frantically reconstructed, torn apart, glued together, and torn apart again. The lines of cause and effect tried time and again to weave rationality for him, but each time they backfired and exploded in paradox.

His figure flickered and overlapped repeatedly in the void, as if simultaneously experiencing billions of cycles of "existence-annihilation".

This is—"the Punishment of Neither Existence nor Nonexistence." Give it to me—break it!

The Master Soul Dominion finally roared, and for the first time, true fear appeared in his voice. He forcibly burned his source, Fate Soul armor suddenly exploded with Stainless flames. Dozens of Thought Severance thought runes appeared on his body, attempting to forcibly anchor his existence with the remaining divine power of the Thought Severance Devouring Emperor.

Just as he was about to break free from the paradox— Chu Xianbing moved. He took a step forward, and beneath his feet was not empty air, but destiny itself.

His glazed armor began to fade inch by inch, and his soul light dimmed as if it had been drawn away. But at the same time, a Light of Limitlessness that could not be looked at directly erupted from his body, shot straight into the sky, pierced through the roof of the palace, and collided with the primordial light in the deepest part of the Sea of Heavenly Emanation.

In that instant, the Wheel of Heavenly Emanation was no longer an illusion. It truly manifested.

The enormous, immeasurable wheel slowly turned, and wherever its rim passed, all causal threads were forcibly dragged and converged, like billions of glowing chains wrapping around the Master Soul Dominion. With each rotation of the wheel, a deep rumble resounded through the heavens and earth, as if countless beings were simultaneously experiencing the end of their cycle of reincarnation.

The vision Master Soul Dominion was completely shattered.

His past, present, and future appear simultaneously, overlapping, misaligning, and collapsing—he sees himself being summoned, empowered, manipulated, and devoured, and sees his countless possibilities of dying and being reborn being cut off one by one.

"No... this shouldn't be happening..."

His voice had lost its form, leaving only a mournful cry at the level of consciousness.

The Wheel of Heavenly Emanation begins to dismantle. Not to attack, but to rebuild.

One by one, the threads of cause and effect were pulled out, the definition of existence was deleted one by one, and fate no longer offered any branches. A cocoon of light rapidly formed around him, containing only the void vibrations generated by the compression of reincarnation to its Ultimate.

This is -- "Fate Returns to the Limitless and Transforms Tribulation" -- the Master Soul Dominion has finally collapsed completely.

He struggled frantically, his divine power erupting within him like a runaway stellar storm, attempting to tear apart the cocoon of light. But each eruption only tightened the chains of cause and effect even faster. His consciousness began to fragment, his thoughts unable to form complete sentences, leaving only pure fear and resentment.

"I... shouldn't... be erased here--!"

Before the words were even finished, the three Ultimate divine powers closed simultaneously.

The Fate Killing Array crushed down, the Chaos Judgment completed its formatting, and the Wheel of Heavenly Emanation reversed dramatically.

The cocoon of light suddenly contracted. There was no explosion. There were no aftershocks.

There was only a low hum, seemingly from the very source of the world. The next instant, the light dissipated. Nothing remained.

There was no corpse, no remnant soul, no lingering energy, not even a trace of the causal relationship that "once existed under the Master Soul Dominion."

Everything was completely smoothed out, leaving only a few wisps of sourceless light dust, which quietly merged into the Sea of Heavenly Emanation, as if no one had ever struggled, roared, or despaired here.

The world begins to flow again.