The silence on the icy plain was slowly torn apart by a voice that did not belong to any living being.
The mutated Master Soul Dominion stood atop the collapsed core, its body, a tapestry of dark gold and greyish-white, undulating slightly.
It was like breathing, or perhaps calibrating the "existence parameters" of this world. Its sound wasn't loud, yet it resonated deep within everyone's consciousness.
"Hmph." "A bunch of rabble, daring to defy fate and turn the tide?"
It slowly raised its head; its incomplete yet remarkably well-formed face was expressionless, displaying only an Ultimate indifference.
I urge you to surrender.
"Obey your Fate Soul essence and hand it over—perhaps you'll still retain a sliver of value for recycling."
The moment the words fell, it was as if the temperature in the world had been sucked away.
Zhou Yujin took a step forward, and the ice beneath her feet cracked inch by inch under the pressure of the chaotic energy.
He looked up and stared directly at the figure, a cold smile curving his lips, his voice revealing undisguised contempt:
"How dare a mere demon beast utter such arrogant words?"
"They're just lackeys sent out by some behind-the-scenes figures. Do they really think they're the Adjudicator of destiny?"
This statement didn't provoke anger; rather, it seemed to trigger some pre-ordained process.
The mutated Master Soul Dominion no emotional fluctuation; it didn't even "respond." It simply slowly raised an arm—not quite a gesture of raising a hand.
Instead, it establishes the concept of "hand" in space.
The next moment, the entire battlefield suddenly fell silent.
Controlling the Domain of Divine Power: The Stillness Authority Order-Overriding Domain
Using the logical sovereignty of the Stainless level as a guide, it forcibly overrides and takes over the "existence execution right" within a designated area, downgrading all actions of heaven, earth, space, and living beings to a "secondary sequence" that can be forcibly invoked and frozen.
Once the domain expands, all living beings within its area will lose complete control over their own actions.
Physical movement requires "permission";
The operation of supernatural powers requires "judgment";
The flow of the source will be forcibly limited;
Even the state of "continued existence" will be subject to continuous review.
Within this domain, the domain ruler is the sole "execution center."
The moment it raised its hand, the world seemed to be covered by an invisible gray-white film.
Numerous broken yet interconnected lines appeared on the surface of space. These lines did not emit light, but rather continuously smoothed out the differences between mountains and rivers, causing them to lose their height and depth, energy to lose its peaks, and sound to be compressed into a single low-frequency hum.
The shadows beneath everyone's feet began to blur, as if their "projection rights" could be stripped away at any moment.
The air stopped moving and instead became stagnant, as if it had been "suspended from calculation".
The instant the domain takes shape.
Several Chaos Realm experts behind Zhou Wanning groaned, their inner essence suddenly stagnating, as if an invisible hand had pressed their pulse. Some raised their hands to form hand seals, but found their movements as slow as if they were sinking into a quagmire; others tried to mobilize their divine souls, but found that their thoughts were flattened and thinned as soon as they took shape, almost collapsing directly.
This is a crushing defeat based on rank. It's not a suppression of power, but an overriding of authority.
"As expected..." Zhou Wanning said softly, his blue eyes showing no panic, but rather an Ultimate calm light, "This is the control domain of the Stainless level."
She did not try to break free.
Before the domain was completely solidified, she had already taken a step forward, and the chaotic aura around her suddenly subsided, as if she had taken half a step back from the "manifest layer" of the world.
"Everyone"
Her voice, though slightly lower due to the domain's suppression, was exceptionally clear:
"Don't fight against its 'control,' but rather avoid its judgment logic."
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Wanning's eyes suddenly lit up.
She neither expanded her domain nor unleashed any offensive divine powers; instead, she caused an extremely subtle yet fundamental change in her own state of being—
Her breathing became intermittent.
It doesn't disappear, but rather it switches rapidly between "existence" and "Non-Existence," like a fleeting afterimage that cannot be steadily captured.
This is her Limit control over her own Fate Soul and the Chaos Origin, allowing her to no longer be recognized as a "continuous object".
Almost at the same time, Zhou Yujin also made a move.
He stomped his foot suddenly, and the chaotic energy did not flow outward, but instead all of it was drawn back into his body, forcibly compressing his own origin to the Ultimate, transforming it into an almost "still" anchor point of existence.
"Hold fast to your core!" "Don't let it completely take over your existence!"
His voice was like a reassuring hammer, striking hard into everyone's minds.
The remaining Chaos Realm experts immediately reacted.
Some people deliberately sever part of their fundamental cycle, preferring temporary weakness;
Some people retreat their spirit to the core of their Fate Soul imprint, no longer attempting to project it outwards;
Some people forcefully anchor themselves to the concept of "I am still here" through their own will, resisting that invisible deprivation.
The domain is still pressing down. Heaven and earth are still collapsing.
But at this moment, not everyone is completely under control.
The mutated Master Soul Dominion tilted its head slightly, as if reassessing the situation.
Its voice rang out again, low and cold. "... Interesting."
"It can even retain some self-determinations within the Order-Overriding Domain."
It slowly took a step forward, and the moment its foot landed, the silent patterns in the domain suddenly deepened, and the air emitted a piercing tearing sound.
"Then let me see how long you can hold out."
The mutated Master Soul Dominion raised its head once more within the Order-Overriding Domain. This time, it did not raise its hand.
Instead, he began to sing.
It was not the syllables of any known language, nor was it an emotional outpouring; rather, it was an ancient divine incantation that seemed to have existed since the beginning of the universe.
The moment the first syllable fell, the world suddenly lost its color; as the second syllable rang out, fine cracks began to appear in space.
Before the third syllable was even fully uttered, the entire Desolate Abyss Ice Field exhibited a bizarre phenomenon of "image displacement."
The Art of Slaughter: Stainless Finality Paean
When the first mantra was completed, a space with a radius of a thousand miles was forcibly marked as the "Stainless Domain." Here, the conventional order of birth and death, strength and weakness, sequence and cause and effect no longer followed. Instead, it was dragged into a reverse entropy structure—all existence would actively move towards "self-deletion" at the same frequency.
The sky is no longer the sky.
The thick clouds were wiped away, replaced by a dark, inverted void.
Black "snow" began to fall; it was neither frost nor matter, but a concrete manifestation of information falling.
Each snowflake leaves a brief, reversed trajectory in the air as it falls, as if time is rewinding, yet can never return to its origin.
The earth began to "distort".
Fine mosaic cracks appeared on the edges of the rocks, ice fields, and ruins, as if some higher-level entity had forcibly reduced their clarity. The outlines trembled and shifted, and then the "pixels" were peeled away, turning into meaningless white noise that merged into the void.
A sound rang out in the air.
It wasn't a roar.
It didn't explode.
It was actually a child's humming.
Pure, innocent, and without malice, yet with each note falling, it caused a violent tremor in the consciousness of every cultivator.
The humming seemed to gently tell them, "It's time to rest." "No!"
Zhou Wanning's blue eyes suddenly narrowed, and chaotic energy surged wildly within her body. Before the fourth syllable of the mantra could fully unfold, she shouted sharply:
"Everyone, stabilize your core!"
This sound was almost a warning issued by the shockwave of Fate Soul.
The next instant, the entire battlefield erupted with various colored lights.
More than a dozen Chaos Realm experts did not hesitate.
Some people directly ignited the chaotic protective layer surrounding their own Dao core, forcibly constructing a "primordial cocoon";
Someone brought out their most treasured ancient protective artifact, whose light transformed into layers of protective barriers;
Some people use their own soul as the core of the formation to create a brief protective barrier, anchoring their consciousness firmly to the moment when "I still exist".
Zhou Wanning took a step forward.
She didn't launch an attack or unleash a domain. Instead, she clasped her hands together in front of her chest, and the Chaos Origin suddenly receded to its Ultimate, as if she had "stepped back" from the scene. A very faint afterimage appeared around her, like the world focusing on her for the last time.
She refuses to be Annihilation by annihilation. The praise continues.
The fifth syllable, the sixth syllable... each syllable is a thorough cleansing.
Finally, the seventh syllable fell.
Five figures vanished without a single explosion or scream.
It wasn't shattered. It wasn't erased.
Rather, it's as if this world has never been written into its very clarity—not even in its afterimages, its very essence, nor in the memories of others.
They were all leveled, leaving only a few blurry "empty spaces" as proof that people had once stood there.
Zhou Wanning's fingertips turned slightly white.
Just as the eighth syllable fell, Zhou Yujin let out a muffled groan and suddenly knelt down on one knee.
His original protective force was forcibly torn in a corner.
That wasn't a difference in power, but a difference in rank—his existence information was being "rewritten" by the Stainless Domain.
"Brother--!" Zhou Wanning turned around instantly.
Before she could even think, she directly retrieved a magical artifact that had been sealed layer by layer from the depths of her Fate Soul. It was a protective jade core that was completely transparent, but whose interior was constantly flowing with chaotic patterns.
The moment the jade core appeared, it shattered automatically, transforming into a light curtain that conformed to Zhou Yujin's figure.
The light screen wasn't dazzling, but as the syllables of praise swept across it, it forcefully blocked the deletion of that message.
If she had been even a moment slower, Zhou Yujin would no longer exist.
Even so, he was still thrown backward by the shock, his breath was intermittent, his Fate Soul showed obvious cracks, and he was so badly injured that he could hardly fight anymore.
The ninth syllable finally stopped.
The Stainless Domain slowly shrank, the black snowflakes dissipated, and the child's humming left only a last note in the air before utter silence descended.
Only a handful of people remained on the battlefield.
Zhou Wanning stood rooted to the spot, his chest heaving violently, and for the first time, an uncontrollable rage surfaced in his blue eyes.
The mutated Master Soul Dominion in the void, its figure, a blend of gray and dark gold, grew increasingly stable. It looked at the survivors, its tone still flat:
"The Fate Soul Annihilation... slightly low." "However, next time—"
It slowly raised its head. "Then this deviation will not occur."