The moment the Stillness Kun Cauldron collapsed, the main soul that held the cauldron and commanded it seemed to be violently torn apart from its foundation, and an uncontrollable backlash surged back along the Fate Soul's meridians.
Its body suddenly hunched over, the dark golden main soul patterns crumbled inch by inch, and a near-shattering roar came from its chest, as if an entire world was collapsing inside its body.
"Ah--!"
A deep, distorted roar erupted from the depths of its throat, its aura plummeted instantly, and even the void beneath it collapsed.
The Bone Wing Commander's expression changed drastically.
Without any hesitation, the pair of enormous wing bones covered with gray-white bone patterns on its back suddenly spread open, their wingspan like a sky curtain. Tens of thousands of boundary-severing bone blades fell off from the edges of the wing bones, transforming into a reverse storm that forcibly swept the cauldron-wielding commander into it.
In the next instant, the Bone Wing Commander used his own main soul as a guide to forcibly tear apart a Soul Realm, shielding his companions who were suffering from the backlash behind him.
The price was that its own main soul's aura was also violently fluctuating.
The moment the two main Main Soul Commander steadied themselves, they simultaneously looked up and stared intently at the figure still standing calmly in front of them— Qin Yu.
It wasn't anger, but an overwhelming sense of shock.
For the first time, they truly realized that the human before them had completely transcended the "comprehensible combat capabilities."
But in that instant of hesitation, a footstep gently stepped forward.
Jin Hanyan had already arrived in front of them.
She stood beside Qin Yu, yet it was as if she were standing on the primordial void of heaven and earth, her expression cold and indifferent, as if the two main Main Soul Commander before her were merely lingering, indelible shadows of errors.
"It's time to end this." She raised her hand.
There was no overwhelming momentum, no earth-shattering pressure.
She simply stretched out her fingertips and gently grasped a wisp of Chaos's First Birth from the void.
The moment that wisp of energy appeared, the battlefield seemed to return to the instant Heaven and Earth Undetermined.
Light and darkness lose their boundaries, time ceases to flow forward, space loses its meaning of up, down, left, and right, and the "reason for existence" of all things begins to waver.
[The Primordial Unity Qi Transforms All Things].
She gently twirled it between her fingertips.
That wisp of Chaos's First Birth suddenly spread out, transforming into the nascent form of a boundless realm, within which mountains, rivers, stars, living beings, and rules were instantly born.
Yet, in the very next instant of its birth, it is taken back and returned to nothingness.
Creation and annihilation occur in the span of a single thought.
The two main Main Soul Commander simultaneously let out low, almost disordered roars.
"The Great Dao of Annihilation!!" They held nothing back.
The Bone Wing Commander abruptly closed its wings, all the bone blades rolled back into its body, and a forbidden gray-white flame ignited deep within its main soul. It forcibly ignited a segment of its main soul's sequence, unleashing the Ultimate forbidden divine power belonging to the Main Soul Commander.
The heavens and earth suddenly trembled.
Countless shattered illusory images of boundary bones manifested from the void, interlocking with each other to construct a "Bone Realm Divine Prison" spanning heaven and earth, attempting to suppress other realms with realms and to fight against existence with existence.
Meanwhile, the other commander directly tore open his own main soul core, and the dark purple Fate Soul blood transformed into Reverse Order runes, which spun rapidly in front of him, forcibly constructing a "Fate Soul Negation Wall" in an attempt to deny the effect of the primordial energy.
Two Ultimate taboos bloom at the same time.
The light of the battlefield was completely torn apart, and the world seemed to be shattered into countless fragments. The explosive impact layered upon layer, and countless Logic Remnants Lords in the distance did not even have time to cry out before turning into nothingness in the aftershocks.
However, Jin Hanyan's hand had already landed. The Chaos's First Birth energy fully unfolded. It wasn't an impact, nor was it a devouring; it was an engulfment.
The Primordial Chaos Realm is like an invisible curtain, enveloping both the Bone Realm Divine Prison and the Fate Soul Negation Wall. All the "structures" created for defense lose their qualification as "defense" the moment they enter the realm.
The bone boundary began to dissolve. The boundary bones collapsed, turning into the most primordial chaotic dust.
On the Fate Soul Negation Wall, the Reverse Order runes seemed to have lost their "negation object," and they silently extinguished one by one.
Jin Hanyan's eyes remained expressionless. She simply gently closed her five fingers.
The next moment.
The figure of the Bone Wing Commander, along with its main soul, will, and existence trajectory, was directly reduced to nothingness.
No wreckage. No echo. As if it had never existed in this world.
The commander wielding the cauldron was violently thrown away at the edge of the Primordial Chaos Realm. An irreparable crack appeared in the core of his main soul, and his Fate Soul aura leaked out like a burst dam. His screams were completely drowned out by the chaotic backflow.
It survived, but it was no longer whole. On the battlefield, only the chaotic afterglow slowly dissipated.
Jin Hanyan withdrew her hand and stood back beside Qin Yu, as if she had merely casually swept away a wisp of dust.
As Jin Hanyan finished her attack, Qin Yu had already raised his right hand. In his palm, the Silent Origin Stainless Sword silently appeared.
It wasn't a process of being "summoned," but rather more like this world, after realizing a certain conclusion, voluntarily making way for a path.
The sword emerged from nothingness, its blade reflecting no light or color, as if all "possibilities that could be described" would collapse on their own before they even got close to it.
Before the sword was even drawn, the heavily wounded commander wielding the cauldron had already begun to tremble.
Its main soul instinctively screamed, its Fate Soul logic retaliated wildly, and its remaining will frantically reminded it.
This sword strike is not meant to kill, but to "end the question of why you ever existed."
Qin Yu's gaze fell upon it, his expression calm to the point of indifference. "Disappear completely."
The moment he finished speaking, he took a step forward.
The Silent Origin Stainless Sword was then presented. There was no sword sound, no sound of air being cut.
Swordsman Style - Soulless Annihilation Abyss Sword.
The moment the sword was swung, the heavens and earth were not torn apart; instead, they fell into a strange state of "unresponsiveness."
The wind stopped, the light stopped, and even the flow of cause and effect seemed to be forcibly brought to a standstill.
The next moment, nine chaotic annihilation marks silently separated from the sword's edge.
That wasn't Sword Qi, but nine "negation trajectories" that ran parallel, intersected, and overlapped, penetrating the core of the target's existence from different dimensions, different levels of observation, and different self-definitions.
The body of the Commander holding the cauldron remained standing in the same spot. However, its sea of consciousness had completely collapsed.
In that instant, it "saw" it.
It saw its soul being forcibly dismantled, not torn apart, but analyzed. Every concept, memory, will, and main soul pattern that constituted its self was stripped away into countless superdimensional logical fragments.
Like billions of stardust, they were dragged into an endless abyss of darkness by an irresistible gravitational pull.
That was the absolute abyss of souls. There was no time, no direction, no "me".
The chaotic lotus light exploded in the deepest part of its consciousness, not for rebirth, but to declare a complete return to zero.
All structures that attempt to anchor the "existence of the soul" fail simultaneously at this moment.
Its eyes finally changed completely.
It was no longer rage. No longer resentment. It was pure fear.
It was a fear of realizing that "even fear itself is about to be erased."
It wanted to speak, but found that the concept of "expression" had begun to crumble.
It wanted to escape, but found that its self-definition as an "escapee" was being negated one by one by the nine annihilation marks.
It even wanted to leave behind something—a memory, a lingering trace of its main soul, a mark of being observed.
However, according to the logic of the Soulless Annihilation Abyss Sword, the very possibility of being revived has been denied.
The next instant, its figure vanished silently, like a piece of writing that had been erased.
There was no explosion. No corpses. No trace of a soul.
Even the concept that "a Main Soul Commander once stood here" was slowly erased by the aftershocks of the sword intent.
On the battlefield, only nine chaotic annihilation marks remained, slowly converging and returning to the blade of the Silent Origin Stainless Sword.
Qin Yu sheathed his sword. Heaven and earth began to breathe anew.
High above, the remaining Main Soul Commander truly felt the urge to retreat for the first time.
They finally realized one thing: this was no longer a war, but a final battle, to be decided one by one.
After that sword fell, the rhythm of the battlefield was forcibly brought to a halt for the first time.
Causal Soul Logic Venerable stood high at the boundary, the logical soul patterns around his body were slightly disordered, and his face, pieced together from cause and effect and his Fate Soul,
For the first time, a real tremor occurred. It slowly lowered its head, its gaze passing over layers of battlefield ruins, landing on the figure standing with a sword in hand.
Even the low growl of the Logic Remnants Lord in the air hesitated.
The other two surviving Main Soul Commander instinctively took a half step back.
It wasn't a tactical retreat, but an instinctive avoidance.
Causal Soul Logic Venerable spoke coldly, his voice like a low-frequency rumble produced by the friction of a logical fault line:
"Unexpectedly... the most dangerous one is that human at the Stainless Realm · Initial Stage."
Before the words were finished, one of the commanders suddenly shuddered, as if a sealed memory of his Fate Soul had been forcibly unearthed.
It suddenly looked up, its eyes flashing intensely with soul runes, and its voice trembled uncontrollably for the first time:
"It's him... Qin Yu!" The Thought Severance Devouring Emperor had personally marked this name.
" At the Chaos Realm · Supreme, his supernatural powers defy logic; the leader of the Three Nether Yin Puppets... died at his hands!"
The moment those words were spoken, the coldness in Causal Soul Logic Venerable's eyes completely transformed into flames of rage.
"I see." "No wonder the magic weapon failed, the commander was killed, and the battle collapsed."
Its gaze was fixed on Qin Yu, and causal patterns spread wildly behind it, as if the logic of the entire battlefield was converging on it.
"His cultivation has surpassed the Stainless Realm." "He possesses a key specifically designed to counter artifacts." "If this man does not die, all our plans and schemes will be in vain."
Causal Soul Logic Venerable slowly raised one hand, his voice low and resolute:
"Second brother, fifth brother." "No need for further probing." "Joint encirclement and suppression, execute immediately."
Its gaze was cold to the point of being cruel.
"Second brother, seal off the area." "Release— Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor."
The moment those four words were uttered, the second-in-command's soul core trembled violently.
That was the ultimate trump card personally bestowed by the Thought Severance Devouring Emperor.
It is an existence that must not be used unless the realm collapses and the commander is destroyed.
But at this moment, it no longer hesitated. Because it knew better than anyone else that there was no turning back when facing Qin Yu.
The second-in-command took a step forward.
Its form split, overlapped, and collapsed in the void, eventually transforming into an unstable outline of Fate Soul.
In the next instant, it suddenly spread its arms, and the core of its soul in its chest suddenly lit up, with causal runes rotating in opposite directions spreading out around its body.
It didn't unleash an attack. Instead, it sealed off a boundary. Boom! Boom! Boom!
Centered on Qin Yu and Jin Hanyan, the entire space suddenly sank. It wasn't a collapse, but rather it was forcibly "defined as a closed state".
Heaven and earth, in all directions and at all corners, countless gray-white arrays composed of Logic Remnants Lord instantly froze.
Their Fate Soul was directly stripped of its right to act, and then forcibly arranged, folded, and compressed.
The next moment, all Logic Remnants Lord simultaneously crumbled. They weren't Annihilation.
Instead, it is broken down into pure Fate Soul particles, which rapidly recombine along a predetermined trajectory.
One lap. Two laps. Three laps...
Billions of Fate Soul particles intertwined and overlapped, transforming into a massive and bizarre protective array that completely trapped Qin Yu and Jin Hanyan within it.
Outside the formation are layers of progressively stronger causal barriers. Inside the formation is a closed battlefield completely stripped of "external interference".
The wind stopped. The sounds vanished. Even the distant battle seemed to be isolated in another world.
Qin Yu looked up at the slowly closing causal light dome, a faint smile appearing on his lips.
Jin Hanyan stood beside him, her gaze calm, her aura subtly rising.
Outside the formation, the second commander slowly retracted his arms as his soul core began to collapse inward.
That was not weakness, but a harbinger of sacrifice. For the Causal Soul Logic Venerable, deep and chilling, penetrated the sealed boundary:
"Qin Yu." "Today is the anniversary of your death. I will present all of your Fate Soul essence to Lord Thought Severance Devouring Emperor."
As soon as he finished speaking, an ancient aura that had been forcibly sealed within the Second Commander's body began to awaken.
The shadow of the Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor slowly emerged for the first time deep within the battlefield.