The embers of the battlefield had not yet cooled, but the sky of the Void Obliteration Domain had already been reignited by action.
With the main force of the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss completely wiped out, the remaining Logic Remnants Lord scattered throughout the Void Obliteration Domain seemed to have lost their true "roots".
Those figures who were originally wandering and roaring among the ruins, mountains, rivers, and Realm Splitting all felt a kind of rupture at the source level at the same time.
In the next instant, the Rogue Cultivator of the Void Obliteration Domain had already scattered. Some shattered the void, some transformed into light, and some sank directly into the dark currents of cause and effect, rushing down towards the remaining Remnants Lord in various areas.
Each streak of light that fell brought utter Annihilation, as if performing a final reckoning for this calamity that had lasted for several eras.
Before the entrance to the abyss, a Liu Yuan Practitioners slowly took half a step forward, his voice low and cold, as if echoing from the endless depths.
"We cannot merely cut the branches and leaves." "Today, we will uproot it completely." "Together, we will utterly destroy this Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss and put an end to this farce."
Yun Qiusheng nodded emphatically, his eyes showing no hesitation, only a resolute determination born from countless hardships. "Good."
At this moment, there is no distinction between factions, no hierarchy.
Dozens of Liu Yuan Practitioners stood at the forefront, the aura of the abyss surging behind them like a Black Sea awakening; the God Clan cultivators unleashed their divine true forms, divine runes spreading out layer by layer in the void, like a reappearance of the ancient heavens;
Yun Qiusheng and Qin Zhien stood side by side, the primordial energy of the Severed Thought Realm solidifying around them; while Qin Yu and Jin Hanyan stood in front of everyone, the Azure Ring quietly floating beside Qin Yu's shoulder, its light restrained, yet making everyone in the entire space dare not approach.
Without a word, the Ultimate powers were unleashed in the next instant.
The moment the Liu Yuan Practitioners raised their hands, the abyssal tide surged upwards, countless layers of nothingness coalescing into a dark current that stretched across the heavens and earth, directly crashing into the very body of the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss; the divine techniques of the God Clan cultivators were like eternal divine punishment, with billions of divine rays falling from the sky.
Peeling away the outer shell of the abyss layer by layer; Yun Qiusheng's power transforms into a line of judgment that runs through cause and effect, while Qin Zhien's offensive directly locks onto the core of the abyss, forcibly tearing apart its last support.
Qin Yu took a step forward, and the Star Wancai Key hung before him, its starlight spreading out. But it no longer targeted a single object; instead, it traced the entire history of the abyss's formation, from its birth to its devouring of cause and effect, and now to every tremor that descended upon the Void Obliteration Domain. Everything was fully reflected, only to be ruthlessly dismantled in the next instant.
Jin Hanyan gently opened the bronze box; the opening was slightly ajar, and a Nameless power quietly flowed out. She simply raised her hand and lightly touched it.
"Return to silence, Nameless." This whisper was like the final seal.
All forces converge at the same instant.
The scene seemed to be stretched into Ultimate slow motion. The vast Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss blotted out the entire sky, began to tremble. Its outer shell cracked, and the chaotic essence within it lost its restraint and leaked out wildly. Countless dark cracks spread along the abyss, and in the next moment, the entire abyss collapsed completely amidst the interplay of light and darkness.
It wasn't an explosion. It was a "disappearance." Like a scene completely erased, leaving not even a lingering trace.
At the very instant that the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss was completely destroyed, countless subtle yet synchronized cracking sounds rang out in various regions of the Void Obliteration Domain.
Those Logic Remnants Lord had not yet been personally destroyed by the Rogue Cultivator froze simultaneously. The last support in their Fate Soul was extracted, and their forms turned into grayish-white light fragments, scattering with the wind. Their souls were scattered, and they didn't even have time to struggle.
The sky finally regained its long-lost clarity.
The wind swept through the ruins, the mountains and rivers breathed anew, and the Void Obliteration Domain seemed to truly come alive at this moment.
The sea of clouds had not yet dispersed, Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss were still slowly falling over the Void Obliteration Domain, like a belated snowfall.
In the midst of the battlefield, the lingering ripples of the Dao principles still reverberated, and the heavens and earth were still breathing after the final battle. Yun Qiusheng and Qin Zhien stood side by side, taking a step forward simultaneously, and solemnly cupped their hands towards the Liu Yuan Practitioners and God Clan cultivators standing in the void.
His aura was restrained, his expression solemn; it was a sincere respect for true powerhouses, for those who transcended factions and upheld order.
There were no unnecessary pleasantries, nor any introductions of their origins. The Liu Yuan Practitioners stood like reflections of the abyss within the folds of space, a slight nod sufficing as their response.
Just then, a figure slowly emerged from among the God Clan cultivators.
He stood a few steps away from Qin Yu, his white robes hanging down like snow covering an abyss, with ancient and intricate golden Dao marks faintly flowing across the folds of his robes.
The hood covered most of her face, revealing only her sharply defined jawline and a calm, almost ruthless lip line.
Beneath the shadow of the hood, it seemed not to be a body of flesh and blood, but rather a being sculpted by both time and the Great Dao.
Behind him, a faint dragon-shaped phantom could be seen coiled in the darkness, seemingly real yet illusory. Its scales were woven from smoke and golden light, coiled beneath a broken but majestic halo, as if it were not a guardian, but rather a manifestation of its own will.
It wasn't intimidation, but it was more impossible to ignore than intimidation.
He looked at Qin Yu, his gaze not sharp, but rather calm, as if he had witnessed countless rises and falls throughout history.
Then, he spoke slowly, his voice low and gentle, yet carrying an undeniable certainty. "Fellow Daoist, if you wish to truly understand the true scheme of the Thought Severance Devouring Emperor, and all the unseen causes and effects behind it, then come with us. At that time, you will understand that all of this is not accidental."
At that moment, Jin Hanyan instinctively took Qin Yu's arm, her fingers tightening slightly. Her voice was soft, yet filled with undisguised worry. "Yu..."
Qin Yu turned his head to look at her. The cold and sharp aura he had exuded on the battlefield had quietly disappeared, leaving only gentleness and determination.
He said softly, "Don't worry, Yan'er. You and the ancestors should clean up the battlefield first. This matter is too complicated. It's not just about the Thought Severance Devouring Emperor, but also the so-called Void Evolution Causality-Replenishing Marrow. There are too many mysteries. If they truly know the source, we must find out. Otherwise, the Void Obliteration Domain may not be able to hold on next time."
Yun Qiusheng also approached at this moment, his tone calm and solemn. "Miss Hanyan, rest assured. Since the God Clan cultivators have personally extended the invitation, it is certainly not a whim. Qin Yu's departure is for the sake of the overall situation. We will make the final decision upon his return."
Jin Hanyan was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly, her gaze never leaving Qin Yu: "Yu... you must be careful. These God Clan cultivators are not under the control of either Source of Epochless."
Qin Yu grasped her hand in return, his palm warm and firm. "Yes, Yan'er, don't worry. I believe they are on the side of justice, and I believe I will definitely come back."
After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead. The movement was extremely light, yet it was exceptionally clear in this still-unresolved battlefield.
Then, he turned to the white-robed, hooded God Clan, his expression regaining the composure and calmness he displayed when facing the unknown. "Let's go. Please lead the way, senior."
The God Clan cultivator slightly turned his body, said nothing, and simply raised his hand and waved it lightly. The next instant, the void split open like the surface of water, and a deep passage leading to an unknown dimension unfolded before the two of them. Qin Yu stepped into it, and his figure was quickly swallowed up by layers of light and chaos.
Immediately afterwards, the remaining God Clan cultivators each fled into the void rifts in different directions. The Liu Yuan Practitioners, just as they had come, silently tore through space and disappeared one by one, leaving only the gradually stabilizing sky of the Void Obliteration Domain and the lingering heat of the battle.
The world finally entered a brief period of silence.
The void subtly split into layers as the God Clan cultivator raised his hand, and the remaining post-war aura of the Void Obliteration Domain was isolated inch by inch. Qin Yu felt himself being pulled by a force that was neither tearing nor shifting, as if he were moving along a destiny that had been written long ago but had never been touched by mortals. There was no sense of direction ahead, Does Not Exist concept of distance.
Only layers of the world unfolded silently, flipping through the depths of his consciousness like pages turning, until one moment, all the nothingness suddenly froze, the God Clan cultivator stopped, and the void seemed to be slowly pushed open by an invisible hand, revealing the true "world" before Qin Yu's eyes.
At that moment, even with Qin Yu's current cultivation level and state of mind, he couldn't help but be momentarily stunned. This was a realm that couldn't be described with the word "vast." The sky wasn't a dome, but rather countless layers of rings of destiny unfolding, intertwining and rotating, like billions of woven rivers of cause and effect suspended high in the sky.
The ring is not filled with stars, but with the ever-evolving and evolving light and shadow of destiny. Some are as bright as a newborn destiny, while others are as dim as a dying cause. Each rotation evokes a deep and profound resonance from the depths of heaven and earth, as if the five elements here are not elements, but the basic grammar that governs the world.
The earth is not flat; it is composed of colossal pillars that pierce the heavens and the earth. These pillars seem to be formed from the solidification of time and rules, their surfaces layered with life patterns incomprehensible to mortals. These patterns are not static but slowly flowing, within which yin and yang alternate, life and death, prosperity and decline, existence and nothingness.
They are written on the same pillar at the same time; the space between the pillars is not a gap, but a clear, mirror-like body of water of destiny. What is reflected beneath the surface is not a reflection, but a series of paths of reincarnation. The origin and Return Path of all beings quietly flow in the water. Occasionally, when a ripple of destiny rises, it will cause the celestial ring above to vibrate slightly.
In the distance, floating God Clan cities rested atop nodes of destiny. Their forms lacked sharp edges, appearing as if naturally grown, seamlessly integrated with the rules themselves. The light flowing within them was not spiritual energy, but pure radiance of deduction, as if each flickering light represented a recalculation and correction of fate, cause and effect, and the rules.
In the higher void, Qin Yu could even vaguely see phantoms that could not be clearly observed. These were direct manifestations of "future possibilities," which had not yet been chosen, had not yet fallen into reality, but had already been fully contained here.
Standing in this world, Qin Yu clearly felt that everything he possessed— the Fate Soul, the causal Order Adjudication, the deconstruction of existence—was not an external force here, but rather incorporated into a grander deductive system. This was neither a place of cultivation nor the boundary of the divine realm.
Rather, it is a source-level central Void Obliteration Domain that truly writes, calibrates, traces back, and negates destiny itself, the only super- God Clan domain capable of simultaneously deducing the principles of fate, destiny, cause and effect, the five elements, yin and yang, reincarnation, nothingness, and rules.
The God Clan cultivator stood silently between heaven and earth, his robes draped naturally in the windless space. He seemed to have become an integral part of the world's operation. He turned to look at Qin Yu, who was still gazing at this world, his tone still calm, yet containing a certainty that transcended eras. "This place is called the Star Net Immortal Realm. My Realm Master is waiting for you."