Above the Shadow Void Capital, after the strange array flag completely disappeared, the second form of the Epoch Erosion Lord Wuguixiang finally appeared in its entirety.
It no longer possessed any outline of a "living being". The dark gold scales that originally covered its body like armor completely dissolved, turning into layers of fragments of an era, like countless torn pages of an era wrapped around an indescribable core.
The core is not a physical entity, but a "blank node" that is constantly collapsing and rewriting its own definition. Its surface flows with an alternating gray and deep purple luster, as if the end of billions of civilizations is repeatedly replayed here. Its limbs can no longer be described as "hands" or "feet", but are a huge framework composed of causal chains, Time Splitting, and invalid concepts. With each slight tremor, the surrounding space emits a piercing tearing sound, like history being forcibly turned over.
A fragmented epochal wheel hovers above its head. The wheel has no eyes at its center, but an Ultimate sense of "observation" sweeps across the heavens and earth, causing reality to automatically bow down wherever it touches.
The next instant, it moved.
Without any gathering of power, without any warning, and without even a "strike" motion, the Myriad Phenomena Rack " unfolded the moment it existed.
The world suddenly lost its color.
The void where Feng Muheng, Yun Qiusheng, and Xi Weiyu were located seemed to be slammed down by an invisible seal of judgment. No array formed, no law fluctuations occurred, only a chilling sense of conceptual locking suddenly descended. In an instant, the three figures were forcibly "defined" as three walking execution grounds.
The power of Silent Void emanating from Feng Muheng's body was the first to go out of control. His existence depended on "Formless" and "balance of Annihilation," but at this moment, that balance was directly rewritten as the instrument of torture itself.
Every inch of mass that made up his body began to split wildly, only to be infinitely compressed in the next instant. His bones did not break inside his body, but they made a muffled sound like stars collapsing. His whole body was as if it were being repeatedly crushed by an invisible millstone of heaven and earth. His form was not destroyed, but his pain was infinitely amplified, and blood silently oozed from his seven orifices.
At the same time, Yun Qiusheng's sea of consciousness completely collapsed. The moment his consciousness conceived the thought of "resistance," tens of thousands of absolutely opposing thoughts simultaneously formed in his mind.
"I exist" and "I Does Not Exist," "I am real" and "I am false" tear at each other and annihilate each other. The explosion on the spiritual level has no outward manifestation, but it makes his eyes lose focus instantly, and his whole body freezes in the void, as if he has been torn apart from the inside by an invisible hand.
Xi Weiyu's situation was even more dire. The power of the Fallen Dawn Divine Hall originated from the resonance between faith and the Fallen Light, but the Myriad Phenomena Rack directly reversed "faith" into poisonous flames. The divine radiance behind her, which was originally as brilliant as the falling sun, instantly backfired.
The flames, transformed into jet-black inferno, flowed back along the structure of her divine essence, burning not her physical body, but the very legitimacy of her being a "divine being." She groaned as she was violently thrown into the air, her divine radiance shattering into countless ashes.
The whole process was so fast it was almost cruel.
Qin Zhien sensed something was wrong almost instinctively. He roared, his voice tearing through the vacuum, and forcibly summoned an ancient treasure in his palm that sealed causality. Layers of sealing runes appeared on the surface of the treasure.
By forcibly tearing open a narrow safe zone outside the conceptual definition of punishment in the Myriad Phenomena Rack, the continuous spread of punishment is abruptly cut off.
But it was too late.
As the light faded, Feng Muheng, Yun Qiusheng, and Xi Weiyu almost simultaneously lost their support and plummeted from mid-air. No fatal wounds were visible on their bodies, but their breaths were so faint as to be almost nonexistent, and their consciousness sank completely into an abyss, their fate uncertain.
The void returned to deathly silence.
The Epoch Erosion Lord of No Return Aspect hovered there silently, without any continuation or emotional fluctuation. It simply existed, like the final chapter of an era whose ending had already been written, requiring no further turning of the page.
Qin Zhien stood alone amidst the shattered landscape, her figure appearing so isolated for the first time.
And this was merely the first strike of the second form.
On the other side of the Shadow Void Capital, the flames of war still rage, with the broken city walls and the out-of-control Logic Remnants fighting wildly in the ruins.
Qin Yu was swiftly slaying the last Master Soul Dominion with lightning speed. The aftershocks of Annihilation had not yet dissipated when his mind suddenly sank—in that instant, he clearly sensed a familiar and ancient Fate Soul fluctuation being erased, shattered, and reduced to nothing by some irreversible force.
That was Yun Qiusheng. He didn't hesitate, he didn't weigh the pros and cons.
Qin Yu took a step forward, and space folded beneath his feet. His figure vanished from the battlefield, leaving only a trail of killing intent forcibly severed. His voice exploded in the void, like a command, yet also like an instinctive growl, "Tangyi, come with me, quickly."
The next instant, the two figures appeared at the edge of the void ravaged by the "Myriad Phenomena Rack". Yun Qiusheng's body was suspended in mid-air, his aura so weak that it was almost imperceptible to heaven and earth. The outline of his Fate Soul was collapsing, like a tattered book whose pages were being peeled away by an invisible hand, leaving only the last few lines of text that had not yet burned out.
Qin Yu stepped forward, his five fingers flicking, and a pill radiating a deep, dark glow appeared in his palm. On the pill's pattern, the causal structure flowed like a living thing. Without hesitation, he fed the pill to Yun Qiusheng, guiding his power into it to forcefully stabilize the Fate Soul skeleton that was on the verge of breaking.
Yun Qiusheng's eyelashes trembled slightly. In the gap between confusion and clarity, he could barely make out Qin Yu's outline. A barely perceptible smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was weak and hoarse. "Good lad... you... you... finally came..."
Before he could finish speaking, his consciousness completely vanished.
Qin Yu didn't glance at her again. He quickly deployed a sealed barrier, within which cause and effect ceased, and energy was concealed, like a safe, isolated island carved out of this world. He turned to Tangyi, his voice low and urgent. "Tangyi, hurry, send the Ancestor back to the Chaos First Palace, or it will be too late."
Without any hesitation, Tangyi picked up Yun Qiusheng and stepped into the core of the barrier. In the next instant, the barrier's light suddenly receded, and the space closed completely like the pages of a book. The two of them vanished from the Shadow Void Capital in an instant, as if they had never existed.
At that very moment, a cold and furious will swept over.
The Epoch Wheel of the Epoch Erosion Lord - The No Return Aspect rotated slightly, and for the first time, its emotionless observation revealed a clear sense of oppression and rage. Its voice did not come from any direction, but echoed directly in reality itself, "A mere human at the Chaos Realm · Supreme dares to save someone right in front of me. Utterly lawless."
As soon as the words fell, a killing intent took shape. There was no light, no sound, only a pre-written "ending logic" that locked onto Qin Yu directly along the causal plane—this was not an attack, but a forced confirmation of the result that "he should die at this moment."
However, Qin Yu moved in that instant.
His figure did not disappear from the spot, but it seemed that he was no longer in the "possibility of being hit".
Deep within his Fate Soul, an extremely hidden power was activated, forcibly stripping away his sense of presence from the established order. It was as if he had been pulled from the page of "this moment" and slid into a crevice that had not yet been written or defined.
The final logic of that supernatural power completed its closure on the spot, but it only hit a "past location" that had already expired.
The void trembled slightly, but nothing happened.
Qin Yu's figure re-condensed hundreds of feet away, his robes fluttering, his eyes calm and sharp, like a sword that had been drawn but had not yet fallen.
The next instant, he took another step, and the space beneath his feet collapsed and reformed, and he appeared beside Jin Hanyan and Qin Zhien.
Qin Zhien glanced around and immediately noticed the disappearance and transfer of Yun Qiusheng's aura. He looked at Qin Yu deeply and said in a deep voice, "Young friend... are you a disciple of the Chaos First Palace?"
Qin Yu nodded, answering crisply and calmly, "Yes."
Jin Hanyan frowned slightly, her voice carrying a hint of urgency for the first time. "Qin Yu, you must leave quickly, it's too dangerous here."
Qin Yu turned to look at her, his gaze resolute, showing no sign of backing down. "Miss Hanyan, please stop trying to persuade me. This beast has severely injured my palace's patriarch. If I retreat now, the Chaos First Palace will have no place to stand in the future. I must work with you to completely Annihilation it."
The three of them remained silent.
Between the shattered heavens and earth, the Epoch Erosion Lord, the No Return Aspect, hangs high like a footnote to the end, while the Epoch Wheel slowly rotates.
The epochal wheel of the Epoch Erosion Lord, the one No Return Aspect, suddenly paused.
That wasn't a pause in emotion, but a completion of judgment. In that instant, it no longer regarded Qin Yu as a "battlefield variable," but for the first time, included him in the threat hierarchy at the same level as itself. The background of the world darkened, as if even the act of "being seen" itself began to become dangerous.
In the next instant, the supernatural power of "Observation Deathly Stillness" was completely ignited.
There were no bursts of light, no torrents of energy, not even a sound. The entire battlefield seemed to have been silenced by an invisible hand.
At the center of the space, the location where Qin Yu stood did not collapse, but it simultaneously collapsed visually and perceptually.
His figure was still there, but any attempt to "confirm his presence" failed instantly. Glancing at him was like sliding into a bottomless well; divine sense touched it and was immediately swallowed up as meaningless black noise; the causal thread, once pulled, broke itself at its starting point.
That was an observation black hole.
A strange chain reaction began to appear in the void. The cultivators still barely clinging to life in the distance glanced at that area only subconsciously.
His eyes went unfocused silently, his pupils turning blank; a detection artifact attempting to mark its target...
The moment the runes lit up, they turned into useless ashes. The "failure" of the observation did not end there; instead, it became a contaminated path—a one-way contaminated path from the observer to the black hole.
"Darkness," going upstream along this path.
The existence of those corrupted begins to become unstable, as if they have been erased from the world's memory. Their aura fades, their outlines become transparent, and they eventually "disappear" completely from the perception of others. It is not death, but rather that they are no longer recognized by anything for ever having existed.
The deathly silence did not stop spreading; it spread across the battlefield, forming a Gray Domain where cognition and existence were simultaneously barren.
The words of the Epoch Erosion Lord, the No Return Aspect, echoed in this Gray Domain, cold and absolute. "All who think of you will lose their eyes and their very existence."
However, within this absolute forbidden zone of observation, three wills simultaneously shone forth.
Jin Hanyan was the first to make a move.
She didn't "see," didn't "perceive," and didn't even "lock on." Her white robes billowed without wind; she stood barefoot in the void, her index finger slightly raised—a movement so simple it was almost casual. At that moment, the world behind her seemed to be pulled back to a state of "unnamed."
All concepts of direction, distance, and causality faded simultaneously. Her fingertips pointed out, without a target, nor needing one—because what she was pointing to was not a specific existence, but "the premise for existence to be permitted." An aura of Silent Void surged forth, the Gray Domain before her was forcibly smoothed out, and the pollution that Observation Deathly Stillness became ineffective as dust that could not find a foothold when it touched that blank space.
Almost simultaneously, Qin Yu made his move.
He did not meet the gaze of that black hole, nor did he release any outward probing power. Deep within his Fate Soul, a more restrained and sharper force was awakened—not to understand the enemy, but to deny the narrative that allowed the enemy to exist.
He took a step forward, compressing the space beneath his feet into a straight trajectory, like a judgment forcibly written. The sword intent did not emanate outward, yet along his path, all predetermined expectations of an end collapsed one by one.
The Observation Deathly Stillness attempted to erode him, but found no "entry point" for observation, because Qin Yu was not within the scope of being "understood" at this moment.
Finally, there's Qin Zhien.
He roared, his voice shattering the remaining air, and at this moment, he forcibly pushed the aura of Severed Thought Realm · Advanced Stage cultivator to its Limit. It was an explosion that was almost like burning one's very essence. He no longer defended, no longer weighed the options, and directly used himself as an anchor point to launch a primary intervention that covered the entire battlefield.
Countless fragments of time reassembled around him, the rotation of the epochal wheel was forcibly slowed down, and he used his will to nail the diffusion boundary of "Observation Deathly Stillness" to its original position.
However, the consequences were immediately apparent.
Qin Zhien's figure swayed abruptly, as if her chest energy had been struck by a heavy hammer, and the protective light barrier around her body developed numerous cracks. These were not external injuries, but rather signs that her very existence was beginning to be overwhelmed after bearing too much backlash from an epoch-level event.
His breathing became erratic, and dark red blood trickled from the corner of his lips, yet he remained firmly standing at the forefront, refusing to retreat an inch.
The three powers collided head-on at the center of the Gray Domain, light and darkness, existence and the unknowable clashing wildly, as if the entire Shadow Void Capital was being swept up in a silent cosmic storm.
When the tremors subsided, Qin Zhien's aura had weakened to the brink of danger, and her body seemed poised to shatter completely in the next impact.
And the wheel of the Epoch Erosion Lord - The No Return Aspect slowly began to turn once more.