The creature ceased its probing. Its arms slowly opened in the void, and the gray robe draped over its body completely lost its form at this moment, transforming into countless shattered remnants of the old era. There were no incantations, no prelude, and not even the accumulation of energy—merely the sinking of a thought, and the "boundary" of the entire Ancient Plain of Dead Remains began to groan.
The heavens and earth seemed to be twisted by an invisible giant hand. The edges of space collapsed first, followed by the layers of dimensions being peeled away and crushed one by one. All distinctions of high and low, near and far, inside and outside became invalid in an instant. Mountains and sky fell at the same time, and earth and sky collapsed together. The world was thrown into a boundless realm of Realm Breaking.
There is no direction, no scale, only the Wind of Realm Breaking that sweeps across everything. That wind is not airflow, but pure Logic Fragments. Wherever it passes, tangible rules are torn to powder, and intangible laws are blown into emptiness. Anything that tries to maintain its "form of existence" will be forcibly flattened into the same plane of destruction.
Qin Yu felt a sudden jolt in his sea of consciousness; everything in his vision stretched, overlapped, and fractured, as if his body were simultaneously situated within countless torn spatial fragments. Just as the Wind of Realm Breaking was about to pierce through the Fate Soul Nucleus, he forcibly suppressed the Chaos True Aspect to its Ultimate. The Silent Origin Stainless Sword was raised horizontally before him, its blade no longer reflecting any light or shadow, but transforming into an absolutely stable "axis of Order Adjudication."
Using himself as an anchor, he forcefully carved out a rift of order in the collapsing realm, allowing a foothold. Wherever his sword pointed, chaos was forced to split, and the Wind of Realm Breaking was cut into countless deviated fragments that roared past him, the aftershocks of which directly crushed the distant White Bone Mountain Range into dust.
Almost simultaneously, Jin Hanyan stepped forward, her figure becoming blurred and uncertain within the realm of Realm Breaking, and the Silent Void · Dao of Chaos fully unfolded. Instead of confronting that destructive power, she reversed her own definition of existence, pulling her Fate Soul state closer to a level "not captured by the boundaries".
The gray-black, Silent Void ripples spread out from her center. When they collided with the Wind of Realm Breaking, they did not explode, but instead devoured and canceled each other out, like two silent Formless. Those Logic Fragments that should have obliterated the Fate Soul lost their direction the moment they touched her, turning into meaningless echoes.
The next instant, Qin Yu used the gap in the Order Adjudication to push forward suddenly, his sword momentum abruptly reversed, and the Chaos Order Adjudication was compressed to its Limit before being released with a bang, transforming into a reverse slash line that pierced through the Realm of Realm Breaking. Where the slash line passed, the collapsing dimension was forcibly "frozen" for a moment, like a shattered mirror nailed in mid-air.
Jin Hanyan also made her move at the same moment. The Silent Void · Dao of Chaos spread upwards along the frozen slash line, completely emptying the fixed area of destruction and depriving it of its "object" for further collapse.
Two forces, one inside and one outside, formed a brief but breathtaking counter-structure—a huge gap was torn open in the Realm Breaking, the gale was forced to reverse, and the outline of heaven and earth reappeared in the ruins and light and shadow.
The aftershocks of the explosion swept out like a cosmic shockwave, shearing off tens of feet of the surface of the Ancient Plain of Dead Remains. Lakes evaporated, bones turned to dust, and the sky was cracked like a spider web.
The creature stood firmly in the eye of the storm, its lightning rings trembling, clearly unharmed. But for the first time, it truly stopped moving, its empty gaze slowly shifting between Qin Yu and Jin Hanyan, as if reassessing these two variables who "shouldn't exist at this level."
The moment that being raised its hand, the Ancient Plain of Dead Remains was no longer a "battlefield," but was directly dragged into an absolute state of epochal authority. Heaven and earth no longer collapsed in units of space, but were shattered on the scale of "eras."
The lingering echoes of cause and effect from the old era, the Unborn structure of the new era, and the possibilities that have not yet been allowed to exist are all simultaneously pressed into the same plane of reality, clashing and annihilating each other, causing the entire world to roar as if a history book has been forcibly torn apart.
This is the second supernatural power. It is not about killing, but rather—the power to use the era itself as a crushing force.
At that very moment, Qin Yu and Jin Hanyan locked eyes. Without hesitation.
Qin Yu made his move.
Qin Yu's primordial Chaos True Aspect fully unfolded within him. The Silent Origin Stainless Sword in his hand no longer pointed at the "physical form," but directly at the core of the epochal judgment logic dominated by that being. He took a step forward, the sword moving at will, releasing not a slash, but a judgment.
Heavenly Cause Judgment Sequence · Six Severances Seal " Final Order Interrogation · World Silent Judgment "
In an instant, the entire "epochal superposition state" of the Ancient Plain of Dead Remains was forcibly pulled into the interrogation structure.
It is not a trial of the enemy—but an interrogation of the current state of the world itself.
All overlapping epoch images began to be forcibly separated:
Which one is considered "completed"?
Which one constitutes an "illegal extension"?
Which one lacks the causal legitimacy to continue existing?
The world emitted a low rumble, as if forced to answer a question it shouldn't have answered. For the first time, the epochal authority of that being exhibited logical stagnation, and cracks appeared in the superimposed structure of the era.
Jin Hanyan made her move simultaneously.
At the very moment the Epochal Order Adjudication unfolded, Jin Hanyan did not confront the torrent of power head-on, but instead chose to operate in the opposite direction. Her aura suddenly decreased, and she seemed to be detached from "the existence described by the Epochal Order".
Formless and shapeless, the Annihilation Other Shore
The Silent Void · Dao of Chaos fully unfolded, and she no longer existed as a "fighter," but transformed into a spatial anchor point that could not be located by the logic of the era.
All the tides of time that attempted to crush her lost their ability to target her the moment they got close, falling directly into the Annihilation Other Shore and being silently swallowed up.
For the first time, the authority of the era has lost focus.
It can crush the world, but it can't find "Jin Hanyan" as its object.
When the Final Order Interrogation and the World Silent Judgment are completed,
When the Formless and shapeless, the Annihilation Other Shore severs the direction of the era--
The second supernatural power structure of that being was directly torn apart from the "overall suppression of the era" into a state of shattered authority that could not be maintained.
The lightning ring shattered, and the power spiraled out of control, backfiring on the body.
Its form swayed wildly between multiple eras of existence, sometimes solid and sometimes ethereal, and for the first time, its Fate Soul structure exhibited irreversible instability.
It did not fall. But for the first time, it was truly grieved. The being slowly raised its right hand.
There was no outward release of pressure, no energy fluctuations, and not even any prelude to "casting a spell" --
The moment it raised its hand, an ancient book, so strange it defied physical measurement, silently appeared in its palm.
It is not made of any substance. The pages are not paper, the spine is not bone, and the cover is not metal.
It is nothingness itself—condensed, folded, and forcibly sculpted into a "form".
The cover presents an Ultimate deep black color, but it is not darkness. It is a vacuum of existence left behind after all light, color, concept and "perceptible mode of existence" have been swallowed up.
Once your gaze falls upon it, your thoughts will unconsciously become disoriented, as if the book is not "here" nor "anywhere".
The pages turned automatically without any wind. There was no text. Or rather—text was not yet permitted to exist.
The moment the pages paused, the aura of that being underwent a sudden and qualitative change.
It's not about improvement, it's about Realm Breaking.
Its existence no longer depends on any space, no longer is it limited by any dimension, and even the description of "realm" itself begins to seem superfluous. It itself is becoming the core of Realm Breaking.
The next moment, the World-Breaking Slaughter Wind vanished, and all rules were extinguished.
There was no light. There was no sound. There was no direction.
A grayish-black mist silently spread from its body. It was not energy, nor law, but the flowing debris left after boundaries were forcibly torn apart. Wherever the mist passed, the world seemed to be crumpled and torn apart by an invisible hand.
Space folds into sharp blades, dimensions are repeatedly folded and crushed; time is blown away into wispy afterimages, indistinguishable from past to future.
All rules are disrupted, the five elements are out of order, and life and death are uncertain. This is fragmentation.
Dimensional folds transformed into countless invisible blades, slashing at everything "tangible." Lakes, ley lines, air, and even the dimensional boundaries of existence itself were instantly cut open and shredded. Even concepts like "immortality" and "eternity" lost their foundation under the blades.
This is breaking the rules. In the depths of the mist, all laws crumble.
Anything that exists based on rules—cultivation, Dao foundation, Dharma form, authority—is being directly blown away. It's not suppression, not breaking, but tearing "the rules themselves" into nothingness.
This is obliteration. The deepest layer of World-Breaking Slaughter Wind begins to scatter cause and effect, reincarnation, Fate Soul, and the imprint of the true spirit.
It's not about killing, but about completely negating the target's existence.
Wherever the gray-black mist blows, everything goes directly from "existence" to "non-existence," leaving not even a trace of "blank space."
Qin Yu's pupils contracted sharply. He grabbed Jin Hanyan's shoulder, his voice low and heavy:
"Hanyan, this supernatural power should not be underestimated."
In the next instant, he took a step forward. Qin Yu, facing him head-on.
The Silent Origin Stainless Sword resonated in his palm, not from the sword's external emission, but from the removal of its very definition. Qin Yu made no further attempts to probe; the Chaos True Aspect within him ignited fully, and all Order Adjudication was compressed to its Ultimate at this moment.
He raised his sword, not to strike at the misty wind, but rather—to strike at "the very conception of existence that makes the World-Breaking Slaughter Wind possible."
The Fifth Form of the Silent Origin Stainless Sword: Undefined Destruction Sword. The moment the sword light is drawn from its sheath, all three thousand light wheels of heaven and earth collapse simultaneously.
That was not light, but the embers left after "definition" was stripped away.
Undefined Primal Energy flowed into the sword's edge, creating a trajectory that could not be described, recorded, or even "called sword light," traversing the void. It did not clash with the slashing wind, but rather directly negated it—
This negates the premise that "World-Breaking Slaughter Wind can be considered a form of existence."
The concepts of "breaking," "boundary," "rules," and "erasure" upon which the mist relies begin to lose any logical basis for their existence under the cover of Undefined Primal Energy.
Jin Hanyan unleashed her attack at the same Limit. She did not retreat.
At the same instant Qin Yu drew his sword, Jin Hanyan stepped forward. The Silent Void · Dao of Chaos fully unfolded within her body, and her aura no longer belonged to a "cultivator," but rather approached a negation source that reversed the writing of heaven and earth.
Her eyes lowered, then lifted in an instant. Silent Void - The Way Reverses All Heavens
No unusual phenomena occurred. However, the "direction" of the entire battlefield reversed at that moment.
The triple killing power of "shattering form, breaking rules, and obliterating traces" carried by the World-Breaking Slaughter Wind was forcibly dragged into the reverse Causal Loop of the Silent Void · Dao of Chaos.
The rules weren't blocked, but rather challenged.
If all fixed characteristics can be broken, then isn't the act of "breaking" itself a fixed characteristic?
If all rules disappear, does that "disappearance" still need to depend on some prerequisite for existence?
In that instant, Lu Feng experienced an extremely brief yet fatal internal conflict.
The No Definition sword light and the Silent Void reversal of the Dao pressed down simultaneously.
The gray-black Realm Breaking mist was forcibly torn apart from the center, like an old curtain being ripped apart by an invisible giant hand. Dimensional folds exploded in the air, and fragments of time fell like a rainstorm. The entire Ancient Plain of Dead Remains emitted a roar similar to "the rupture of an epochal structure".
The creature retreated for the first time, not because it was repelled, but because its form began to drift and become unstable.
The World-Breaking Slaughter Wind continue to rage, but they are no longer "pure."