The Epochal Wheel of the Epoch Erosion Lord - The Appearance of No Return Aspect suddenly shifted, and the chilling sense of observation completely locked Qin Zhien in place.
At that moment, the primary order of heaven and earth seemed to be nailed to an invisible pillar, and all the timelines that were still running tightened at the same time, pointing to the same conclusion—erasing the anchor point of the primary order.
It didn't roar, it didn't declare, it simply wrote down the conclusion in advance, ready to put it into practice.
Qin Zhien's aura plummeted in that instant, the cracks on his chest rapidly spread along the boundary of existence, and the brilliance of the Severed Thought Realm · Advanced Stage was compressed into a line on the verge of shattering. He struggled to stand, but was no longer able to lift the weight of the main order.
Just as this conclusion was about to be reached, Jin Hanyan made her move.
Ignoring all warnings, dissuasion, and consequences, her white robes silently unfurled in the void, and she stood barefoot on the air.
Her expression remained indifferent, as if she were facing not an epoch-making World Extinguisher, but an unnamed speck of dust. She raised her hand, and the ancient bronze box in her palm slowly opened— the Nameless Box.
The moment it was activated, there was no explosion, no blinding light. The whole world seemed to be flipped backward by an invisible hand.
The timeline echoed with a low groan, colors and meanings faded simultaneously, and the world was forcibly dragged back to a state of "Heaven and Earth Undetermined."
Unborn, before existence could be named, and before even the concepts of "attack" and "defense" could be established, the fatal erasure of the Epoch Erosion Lord, the No Return Aspect, was stuck in the gap before it even happened, like a final chapter that could not find a stage.
Jin Hanyan stood in the center of that Silent Void, her index finger lightly pointing out, without anger or unnecessary movement. Her voice was soft, yet it silenced the entire world. "Heaven and Earth Undetermined, how could there be you and me?"
Silent Void tide, enveloped Qin Zhien, completely obliterating the predetermined conclusion. The main character began to breathe again, and Qin Zhien's body swayed violently, but ultimately she did not fall.
Almost simultaneously, Qin Yu had already torn through space.
He forcibly deployed a barrier, its boundaries sealed by causality and folded with time, like an escape pod about to close. For the first time, his voice carried an undisguised urgency. "Hanyan, quickly—teleport the Ancestor Feng Muheng of the Silent Nothingness Divine Hall, the Ancestor Xi Weiyu of the Fallen Dawn Divine Hall, and the Ancestor Qin Zhien of the Heavenly Emanation Limitless Hall back!"
Jin Hanyan did not hesitate. She turned around and sent the three seriously injured ancestors into the core of the barrier one by one. The light curtain of the barrier began to shrink, and the space emitted a low hum as if it was about to close.
In that final instant, the Epoch Erosion Lord, No Return Aspect, raised his hand, which was composed of Cause Splitting and remnants of time.
"Fate Corpse," activated silently.
There was no torrent of energy, only a suffocating inevitability descending. Within the barrier, the timeline was forcibly rewritten; every stroke of luck in the past was revealed as a foreshadowing of death, and every struggle in the present was proven to be the prelude to the finale.
All possibilities for the future are rejected and erased one by one. Death is no longer the result, but the sole theme that is injected into the entire history of existence.
Qin Yu and Jin Hanyan could only watch helplessly as the light and shadow inside the barrier distorted.
Feng Muheng's figure disintegrated first, like a footnote marking the completion of a mission, erased from time; Xi Weiyu followed closely behind, her divinity and faith turning into nothingness ashes under the judgment of fate. The edge of the barrier trembled, almost shattering on the spot.
Only Qin Zhien's body, supported by the aftershocks of the Silent Void and the remnants of the main order, was not completely Annihilation. His figure was forcibly taken away by the barrier, leaving behind a trace of his existence that was almost severed.
The barrier closed completely in the next instant, and the space returned to its original state.
In the desolate landscape, only Qin Yu and Jin Hanyan stood side by side, facing each other in their second, undamaged form, the Epoch Erosion Lord of No Return Aspect. The air was deathly still, and a storm was brewing in the silence.
Within the city of Shadow Void Capital, the battle has long lost its outline of "combat," leaving only a massacre that is repeatedly rewritten.
The shattered city collapsed in mid-air and was forcibly pieced back together. The streets floated in mid-air like torn scrolls, and fragments of runes and broken time layers fell intermittently.
Countless cultivators fled, fought back, and were annihilated amidst the ruins. The Logic Remnants Lord descended like an emotionless executioner. Its body was formed from fragmented laws and invalid causality. With each swing, it would directly erase the "rationality of existence" of a region.
The cultivator's protective magic failed the moment they made contact. Before their flesh and blood could disintegrate, their very existence was torn to shreds, leaving no time even for a scream.
The battlefield for cultivators in the Chaos Realm was even more brutal. The Master Soul Dominion high in the sky, their enormous soul shadows obscuring the heavens. Each of their arrivals was accompanied by the collapse of entire swathes of space. The laws of chaos shattered into a blazing rain of light upon impact, only to be quickly swallowed by darkness.
Some risked their lives to detonate their own essence, only to gain a brief pause in the Master Soul Dominion; others formed formations to defend themselves to the death, only to be pierced through before the formations could close. The entire Shadow Void Capital seemed to be immersed in a pot of boiling blood and fire, with endless fighting and countless deaths, yet no direction of victory could be seen.
At the very heart of this infernal realm, the Epoch Erosion Lord, the No Return Aspect, floats silently.
It surveyed everything, the Wheel of Epochs slowly turning, its voice low and cold, as if reciting a pre-written conclusion, "Two little children, daring to defy the heavens. Even if you rescue them, the logic of destiny will never change. The entire Void Obliteration Domain will ultimately become nourishment for that great one."
Its observational senses suddenly tightened, focusing on Qin Yu like a sharp blade.
"Next—" "The Fate Corpse."
The moment the words fell, the center of gravity of heaven and earth seemed to shift. An irresistible sense of "endgame" began to take shape around Qin Yu. It was not an attack, but a pre-determined picture of his life and all possibilities.
At the same time, Jin Hanyan's figure swayed almost imperceptibly.
The price of repeatedly opening the Nameless Box has finally been revealed. Her white robes remain pristine, her expression still indifferent, but fine cracks have appeared in the void beneath her feet.
The aura of Silent Void was no longer just spreading outwards, but began to backfire on her—the boundaries of her existence were being slowly smoothed out, and her aura was becoming increasingly thin, as if she might "exit" this world at any moment and return to the blank space that she was most familiar with, yet also most dangerous.
Qin Yu noticed that something was wrong with Jin Hanyan, and he didn't hesitate any longer.
Just as the Epoch Erosion Lord's destiny-bound divine power was about to completely close, he took a step forward and took the initiative to stand at the forefront. Deep within his Fate Soul, he forcibly shouldered an unprecedented weight—using himself as the anchor point.
At this moment, he no longer tried to escape or avoid, but instead directly led the "designated end" to himself, using his own existence to bear and fight against the remnant of time that led straight to death.
Space froze beneath his feet, the oppressive force of fate descending like a million shackles. His figure was stretched and compressed; every choice he had made in the past, every breath he took in the present, and every possibility for the future were forcibly arranged within that force, attempting to prove that he was meant to die here from the very beginning.
Qin Yu gritted his teeth, his aura booming like thunder within his body. He neither retreated nor fell. Even as his existence was being stripped away bit by bit, he still stood straight, like a nail forcibly driven into the torrent of time.
Jin Hanyan stood behind him, not immediately making a move for the first time. She looked at his back, Silent Void backlash churning within her, but she forcefully suppressed it. She knew very well that if she used the Nameless Box again, she might never return.
Meanwhile, the wheel of the Epoch Erosion Lord, the No Return Aspect, was slowly accelerating. The blood rain in the Shadow Void Capital continued to pour down.
The Epochal Wheel of the Epoch Erosion Lord - The Image of No Return Aspect - was completely locked at this moment. There were no tests, no room for maneuver.
The complete "Fate Corpse" was finally truly imposed on Qin Yu.
The world seemed to have been forcibly turned to a page with a pre-written ending. Time ceased to flow, instead being nailed to the conclusion of "death" by an invisible iron nail. Qin Yu's figure was dragged into that cold and straight wreckage of fate—past, present, and future were overlapped, compressed, and rewritten in the same instant.
The moment he was "born" was forcibly interpreted as preparation for this moment;
Each step of his "spiritual practice" was defined as an inevitable step towards the final outcome;
His unwavering stance of "standing here" was cruelly labeled by fate as --
The corpse twitched one last time, meaninglessly.
An invisible force pressed down from all directions simultaneously, not tearing apart the flesh, but directly crushing existence itself. Qin Yu's aura was flattened inch by inch, the outline of his Fate Soul emitted a rumbling sound on the verge of breaking, and it seemed as if countless cold hands were flipping through his "life file" in his sea of consciousness, stamping each page with the red seal of "dead".
He did not fall.
Qin Yu's feet were firmly planted on the shattered void, his back straight, his teeth clenched, and blood dripped silently from the corner of his lips.
The bones inside his body made a piercing cracking sound, and his internal organs seemed to be repeatedly disassembled, put back in place, and then disassembled again, as if he were being repeatedly examined in an autopsy. Every breath felt like a battle against an entire era.
He endured it all. But the consequences were immediately apparent.
Qin Yu's aura suddenly plummeted, and he was violently thrown back by the aftershocks of fate. His figure drew a blood-stained trail in the air before he regained his footing.
His existence was not erased, but he was severely damaged to the point of near collapse. His Fate Soul force was dim, and he needed immense willpower to even stand.
At that very moment, Jin Hanyan's world began to collapse. The backlash from the Silent Void finally crossed the line of "warning".
Her white robes remained spotless, but the void beneath her feet began to vanish inch by inch—not collapsing, but being erased back to a state of "never having existed." Her aura ceased to spread outwards, instead continuously collapsing inwards, as if her entire being was being slowly dragged away by an invisible gate.
She knew very well that if things continued like this, she wouldn't even have time to make another move.
Jin Hanyan slowly raised her head, looking at the Epoch Erosion Lord of No Return Aspect, at the Epochal Wheel that was writing its final chapter. Her eyes remained indifferent, without anger or fear, only a calm that came from having made a decision.
She exhaled softly. The next instant, she reached into the depths of the void.
That place was not space, but a "final coordinate" that she had personally sealed away for countless epochs.
With her movements, an aura that made heaven and earth tremble instinctively began to awaken—
It is not an expansion of power, but the manifestation of the fact that "everything will eventually come to an end".
Deep within the void, a massive yet blurry outline is slowly taking shape.
That's not the physical door, but the meaning behind its existence.
Before the gate was fully revealed, the light and darkness of heaven and earth began to be swallowed up and leveled; time lost its direction, and the lines of cause and effect automatically returned to zero; even the wheel of the Epoch Erosion Lord No Return Aspect paused very slightly the moment that aura appeared.
Jin Hanyan stood before the "door" that had not yet fully materialized, her bare feet treading on nothingness, her white robes fluttering slightly. Her existence was being swallowed up by the Silent Void at an irreversible speed, but in return, she gained unprecedented absolute authority.
Her voice was very soft, almost as if she were talking to herself:
"Since everything will eventually come to an end..."
"Then let me open it." The Gate of Boundless Nothingness, the Gate of Finality, is being awakened.