Qin Yu said nothing more.
Before the enormous, lifeless yellow sac of the Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor, he simply raised his hand slowly.
At that moment, there was no burst of inspiration, no sweeping pressure, and not even a ripple in space.
But Jin Hanyan realized something in an instant: the world was "losing itself."
Qin Yu gently closed his five fingers. Silently, all the rules within the sealed boundary began to loosen.
It wasn't broken, but put down.
The once clear lines of order between heaven and earth began to melt away. Cause and effect were no longer connected, the past and future of time lost their direction, and the distance of space no longer held true. Mountains, battlefields, and torrents of energy all seemed to have been thrown into an undifferentiated chaos. Their forms remained, but the reason for "why this is happening" could no longer be found.
In that instant, all the forces operating based on the rules simultaneously went silent.
Blockade, domain, suppression, supernatural trajectory...
They were not destroyed, but rather suddenly lost the basis for their continued existence.
Then, a deeper collapse occurred. Cause and effect began to contradict each other.
The result of something that happened just a moment ago has no cause in the next; an attack that hasn't even happened yet leaves an afterimage; and an action that has already been completed is met with the question from reality, "Did you really do it?"
The world is in an incomprehensible, distorted state. Logic is no longer continuous, and deductions completely fail.
For the first time, the boundary of the Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor's existence, which was originally as stable as a dead abyss, experienced a violent tremor.
But this was not the end. Qin Yu's gaze darkened slightly. At this moment, the entire battlefield seemed to transform into an ancient book with its words erased.
The "fate," "ending," and "victory" that were originally written are being erased line by line by an invisible force. The old narrative is collapsing, and new possibilities are being forcibly embedded into it—not the future, but the present.
The battle within the sealed boundary was abruptly steered towards a completely new direction.
At the same time, all runes, marks, divine words, and forbidden spells in the world began to silently disintegrate.
Words lost their meaning, symbols were reduced to disordered specks of light, and even the oldest spiritual pronouncements and oaths became incomprehensible remnants at this moment.
Even the concepts of "command" and "rule" themselves were swallowed up by chaos.
The authoritarian regime collapsed. The throne became ineffective. The state of existence, which was based on being "superior to others," was forcibly pulled back to the same level.
There is no longer a "master" or a "ruler". Even time itself has begun to disintegrate.
Time no longer flows forward, but rather, like scattered streams of water, drifts aimlessly in the chaos. The past cannot be traced, the future cannot be predicted, yet Qin Yu's figure walks freely in this chaotic remnant of time.
He is no longer bound by the "present." Finally, there is the most fundamental upheaval.
Within the "self" sealed boundary, the sense of self-awareness of all existence begins to crumble.
The boundary between friend and foe became blurred, and consciousness seemed to be disintegrated into countless tiny fragments of mist, drifting in the sea of chaos. The "thought" that had long since died out within the Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor was forcibly drawn out at this moment, but could not be reassembled.
For the first time, it lost control over "what it was doing".
Space was finally completely Return to One. Near and far, inside and outside, up and down, front and back, all dissolved away.
The sealed boundary transformed into a boundless sea of chaos, and Qin Yu stood at the center of this chaos, like the only being that still maintained its complete coordinates.
"Primordial Formless"
This attack finally revealed its true fangs.
For the first time, the Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor felt threatened. Not in the sense of death.
Instead, it was a threat that was completely "incomprehensible".
Deep within the pouch, the remaining phantoms of song and dance began to convulse wildly, and the very essence of the Realm of the Severed Thought Realm was fully activated at this moment.
No thoughts. No emotions. No awareness of "I need to defend myself".
The Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor entered the purest state, his thoughts and intentions completely severed.
Around the cyst, an indescribable "emptiness" slowly spread out.
That's not protection. It's about preventing all attacks from reaching their intended target.
In this state: Thought Has No Root, consciousness does not exist, and intention does not arise.
Any force that attempts to be understood, targeted, or defined will lose its "object of existence" before it even gets close to it.
Qin Yu's overwhelming Primordial Formless Power began to collapse silently the moment it touched this "Void of Thought Severance".
It's not that it's blocked, but rather that it can't find "where it should land."
Chaos and Thought Severance collided head-on within the sealed boundary. There was no explosion. There was no roar.
Only the entire world emitted an extremely slight "tremor of imbalance," yet it was enough to cause the very essence of countless beings to shatter.
Outside the formation, the world had not yet recovered from that moment of imbalance.
The aftershocks of Hunyuan and Absolute Thoughtlessness were like invisible tides, crashing against the void layer by layer. The three Main Soul Commander were almost simultaneously blasted back, their logical footholds collapsing. They staggered back several steps in the air, their auras even becoming briefly disordered.
For the first time, one of the commanders lost his composure, his voice filled with undisguised shock. "This is terrifying... This level of exchange is simply beyond our ability to withstand. Even the aftershocks are enough to shatter our very Fate Soul."
The other commander's soul flames fluctuated violently as he roared, "If it weren't for the array's isolation, we would have been directly swept into the Primordial Formless and crushed just now."
Causal Soul Logic Venerable stood at the very front, his face extremely gloomy.
It stared intently at the area deep within the sealed realm, where chaos and Thought Severance intertwined, and slowly spoke, its voice low and cold. "No wonder... no wonder the master repeatedly instructed that we must join forces to annihilate this person if we encounter him."
Qin Yu is no longer just a 'variable,' but a 'breakthrough point' capable of tearing apart the existing framework."
However, the moment it finished speaking, the void behind them suddenly cracked open.
It was neither a violent tearing nor a forced Realm Breaking.
It was as if some kind of being had simply stepped into the empty space that this world should have made way for for them.
Five figures took a step forward.
The height of heaven and earth was redefined at this moment.
The person at the very front, dressed in simple robes, seemed to carry the history and destiny of the entire Chaos First Palace.
Yun Qiusheng stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes as deep as an ancient, silent sea. He did not release the aura of the Severed Thought Realm · Initial Stage, but the surrounding soul structures instinctively began to retreat.
Beside him stood a middle-aged man, his figure as sharp as a sword, his features cold and stern, his aura refined to the Ultimate, like an ancient sword yet to be drawn, which already chilled the heavens and earth.
Chu Xianbing, the second patriarch of the Heavenly Emanation Limitless Hall, Stainless Realm · Supreme. Taking another step forward, another figure stood still.
At that moment, all three Main Soul Commander simultaneously felt their Fate Soul tighten. Qin Zhien.
There was no oppressive aura, no divine light.
But as he stood there, the "presence" of heaven and earth itself began to converge on him, as if he were already standing at the height of the Jie Xu.
The aura of Severed Thought Realm · Advanced Stage, like a silent yet epoch-making vein, firmly suppressed the entire battlefield.
Then, a woman dressed in a light pink lotus-patterned long robe stood on the void, her robes unfurled, yet countless lotus shadows appeared and disappeared behind her.
Tao Piaoran, the ancestor of the Lotus Immortal Hall, is at the Severed Thought Realm · Initial Stage. Her appearance brought an unexpected gentleness to even the Chaos Realm, yet it was also extremely dangerous.
The last person stood beside the five. Feng Xizhi, the master of the Silent Nothingness Divine Hall.
Her gaze immediately bypassed the three Main Soul Commander and fell straight into the depths of the formation.
It landed on Qin Yu and Jin Hanyan.
Her pupils suddenly contracted.
"That is..." Her voice became noticeably serious for the first time, "The Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor. Wasn't it completely destroyed several eons ago? Why has it been summoned here?"
Her gaze grew increasingly cold. "Given Hanyan and Qin Yu's current state, it's simply impossible for them to completely Annihilation or kill them in a short time."
Qin Zhien's gaze also turned to the depths of the formation, lingering on Qin Yu. She paused slightly, then asked, "Is it that kid?"
He glanced at Yun Qiusheng and asked, "Qiusheng, is that your temple's only guest elder?"
Yun Qiusheng did not deny it, but simply nodded slowly.
Then, his gaze returned to the three Main Soul Commander in front of him.
In that instant, the world suddenly turned cold.
"Gentlemen," Yun Qiusheng's voice wasn't loud, yet it seemed to resonate deep within the Fate Soul of every powerful individual, "Let's join forces and completely Annihilation these three monstrous beasts before us."
His eyes were sharp as blades. "Then—" "Together, we broke through the formation and rescued them."
For the first time, the three Main Soul Commander felt a true sense of encirclement and slaughter emanating from these humans.
Within the formation, the world had long since changed beyond recognition.
Chaos was torn into fragments, and the lingering traces of Absolute Thoughtlessness drifted through the air like cold mist. Space no longer had a clear sense of front, back, up, and down, leaving only a "residual sense of existence" that had been repeatedly crushed.
Qin Yu's chest heaved, his breathing much heavier than before Silent Origin Stainless Sword hung at his side, the once clear Silent Origin Radiance on its blade now showing fine cracks. Jin Hanyan stood half a step in front of him, her clothes slightly torn, chaotic energy slowly swirling around her. Although her face remained calm, a hint of pallor was already showing.
They have already clashed with the Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor several times.
There was never a truly clear-cut victory or defeat; every clash felt like a direct confrontation with the "end of the era."
At this moment, the Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor hovered in the center of the sealed realm.
The enormous yellow sac remained silent, its six legs motionless, its four wings drooping, as if it had even rejected the concept of "battle" itself. Yet it was precisely this deathly silence that sent chills down one's spine.
It slowly "stared" at Qin Yu. Not with its gaze, but with a gaze that erased any right to be seen.
The next instant, the Death Domain of Absolute Thoughtlessness within the Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor's body suddenly collapsed, and a wave that could not be described in form spread out.
In the "Faceless True Art," heaven and earth lost their "face" at this moment.
The Chaos Formless Halo slowly unfolded around the Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor, within which countless beings and their myriad forms flashed by.
But the moment it appeared, it was completely smoothed out, leaving no features, no outline, and even the concept of "this is a form" was directly erased.
Initial Realm - Facing Tribulation. Qin Yu felt the world before him suddenly blur. It wasn't darkness.
Rather, it is the concept of "invisibility" itself that has been taken away.
The distant void melted like wax, the outline of heaven and earth collapsed, and the faces of all living beings rapidly became blurred, flattened, and reduced to nothingness in perception. Even Qin Yu's own "self-image" began to show signs of erosion.
Deep within my consciousness, memories of "who I am" and "what I look like" were forcibly stripped away by some invisible force.
At the same time, the Faceless Dao Venerable Dharma Form slowly manifested behind the Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor.
It was not a concrete form, but a "faceless shadow." Its appearance caused the laws governing the entire sealed realm to begin to collapse.
Anyone who had ever imagined the appearance of the Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor felt a sudden jolt in their Fate Soul, as the backlash surged back along the path of cause and effect.
At the edge of Jin Hanyan's sea of consciousness, the first phantom image of the "Faceless Dao Seed" had even emerged.
Once it takes root, her memories of "form," "appearance," and "boundaries of existence" will be completely swallowed up.
In that instant, Qin Yu took a step forward.
There was no roar, no forced unleashing of even more violent power.
He simply raised his hand, his five fingers slowly closing.
The Primordial Formless Chaos rekindled quietly within him.
It's not a renewed outburst, but rather a reversal and inward consolidation.
The rules were not destroyed, but rather actively "withdrawn"; logic was not shattered, but temporarily "suspended." He allowed his own state of being to retreat to an extremely dangerous level, yet one that precisely restrained the Faceless True Art.
Before being defined, when the Faceless True Art attempted to erase his "face," it discovered that Qin Yu was not being "observed as a concrete individual" at that moment.
He is neither a "faced thing" nor a "faceless thing".
Rather, it is an "existence void" that has not yet been named or written into any form or category.
The faceless erosion caused a brief pause in his condition.
In that instant, Jin Hanyan moved. Instead of retreating, she took half a step forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with Qin Yu.
[Formless and shapeless, the Annihilation Other Shore]. There is no light, no sound.
Her figure faded away in an instant, not vanished, but completely exited the realm of "form," "appearance," and "imagination." The Silent Void not faceless, but a state of existence in which even the concept of "face" could not be touched.
For the first time, a blank space appeared in the image of the Faceless Dao Venerable Dharma Form.
Faceless Dao Seed could take shape in her sea of consciousness, it lost its target and disintegrated directly.
Even more terrifying, when the Faceless True Art attempted to corrupt her karma with "imaginary backlash," it discovered:
At this moment, Does Not Exist possibility of her being "imagined." The instant she made her move was completely erased as if it "never happened."
The two people's auras naturally merged at that moment.
Qin Yu used the concept of Primordial Formless to withdraw, while Jin Hanyan used the Formless Wuwu to erase the lock.
The power of the Faceless True Art was abruptly cut short halfway through.
For the first time, the body of the Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor exhibited noticeable tremors.
The faint shadow of song and dance suddenly became disordered within it, as if even "Absolute Thoughtlessness" itself was being pushed to its limits by this confrontation.
Deep within the sealed realm, chaos and Silent Void collided, unleashing a silent storm. Qin Yu and Jin Hanyan stood firmly at the center of this storm.
His breathing was disordered, yet he didn't retreat a single step.