Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable

On the altar, the chains remained unbroken, and a gray, Annihilation aura still slowly swirled.

Qin Yu slowly raised his eyes, his gaze cold and utterly devoid of emotion. "Palace Master."

The voice was extremely low, yet it caused the entire space to tremble slightly. "First, safely return Elder Liangyan's body to the temple."

He approached the altar step by step, gazing at the figure devoid of Fate Soul. His fingertips lightly touched the chains, which crumbled inch by inch under the aura of the Silent Origin.

"The Thought Severance Devouring Emperor must have found something within Elder Ling's body that can perfectly repair the causal relationship of the Annihilation Realm-Breaking Pearl."

Yun Yanwan's eyes were heavy. "Okay."

He took a step forward, and chaotic energy rose from his body, slowly lifting Ling Liangyan's body like a surging deep sea. The remaining ritual patterns quickly dimmed under the suppression of the chaotic power.

"I will personally escort her back to the temple." As soon as he finished speaking, he formed a hand seal.

A pale, gentle halo emanated from her palm, enveloping Ling Liangyan entirely. Within the halo, the flow of time was Ultimate slowed, her physical body remained incorruptible, and cause and effect were frozen.

Chaos runes formed a protective array around her. Then

The halo slowly shrank, transforming into a transparent chaotic crystal ring, which Yun Yanwan then stored within her own storage crystal core.

The space trembled slightly. Qin Yu turned around. "Now, Hanyan and I will first track down the last whereabouts of the Thought Severance Devouring Emperor of Absolute Thoughts."

His gaze was as sharp as a sword. "We must retrieve the Annihilation Realm-Breaking Pearl before he resurrects Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable."

He paused slightly. "Perhaps... it can also repair Liangyan's shattered Fate Soul logic."

Jin Hanyan stood beside him, saying nothing. But in her cold eyes, a murderous intent had already formed.

Yun Yanwan said in a deep voice, "Alright. You two must be careful. Although the Thought Severance Devouring Emperor has reached the Severed Thought Realm · Supreme, your combined strength..."

His gaze was resolute. "I will surely Annihilation it completely."

Qin Yu nodded. "I'll leave the Black Sea region to you."

Yun Yanwan smiled faintly. "Go in peace. I'll be waiting for your good news. At that time—this calamity in the Void Obliteration Domain will be completely over."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yun Yanwan through space with a single palm strike.

Chaotic light enveloped his body, and the boundary walls unfolded layer by layer beneath his palm. He stepped into the rift, his figure vanished, and the void closed in response.

Only the remnants of the altar and the deathly silence remained. Qin Yu and Jin Hanyan closed their eyes simultaneously.

Two distinct yet perfectly harmonious auras slowly rose. The image of the Silent Origin Wheel appeared between Qin Yu's brows. "Three Forms of Fate Construction, Cause and Effect Deconstruction."

He pointed his fingertip into the void, and the Annihilation around the altar was peeled away like silk threads, revealing an extremely thin gray-black causal line in the void.

That was the last trace of the Fate Soul left behind when the Thought Severance Devouring Emperor departed.

At the same time, Jin Hanyan unleashed the light of the undetermined in her palm. "Primordial Unity Qi Transforms All Things."

She used the Dao of Chaos to deduce the direction of that causal line. With the combined efforts of the two, the line rapidly extended, penetrating through layers of dimensions.

Space began to fluctuate violently. The gray-black causal lines suddenly stretched into the distance.

Qin Yu opened his eyes. "Found it." The next instant, the two figures transformed into streams of light, their sword intent intertwined with the Dao intent of chaos.

Tearing through the void, they sped towards the true hiding place of the Thought Severance Devouring Emperor.

On the Black Sea, a fierce wind arose, and the great battle continued.

In the far north of the Black Sea, beyond layers of collapsing dimensional barriers, lies a deep forbidden zone that even the "nothingness" dares not approach.

There was no sky, no earth. There was only a colossal altar of hell, large enough to contain the remnants of countless worlds.

From high above, that space resembles a hollowed-out cosmic heart. Dark red and pitch black intertwine, and billions of causal chains extend from all directions, converging at the center like an inverted galaxy.

And in the very center of the altar was a person being suppressed. No, that person was no longer considered "human".

It was a being whose body was over ten thousand feet tall, pierced through its limbs, locked its spine, and penetrated its chest cavity by countless causal chains as thick as mountains. Each chain was wrapped with ancient Dao patterns, and its body flowed with a grayish-white "Order Adjudication Annihilation".

The chains intertwined, like an endless spider web.

What weighed on him was not weight, but the concept of "negation of all realms".

His face was as cold and stern as a statue abandoned by time, his eyes tightly closed.

Even so, the entire space was slowly crumbling because of his presence.

This was— the Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable, the Thought Severance Devouring Emperor, slowly appearing at the edge of the altar.

His human form now appears more solid.

His silver hair fell down, and his eyes were as dark as an abyss. A dark golden crack appeared on his forehead, as if it carried some cause and effect that did not belong to this world.

With each step he took, the space beneath his feet would briefly collapse.

But he remained—trembling and unsteady. Even as a being at the Severed Thought Realm · Supreme.

Supreme facing this suppressed Realm Breaking Being, he still couldn't remain calm.

He slowly raised his right hand. Divine Sword— Divine Body World Destruction.

The sword's blade was a dark red, like congealed blood. Its edge was etched with the remnants of fractured dimensions.

He held in his left hand the now fully restored Annihilation Realm-Breaking Pearl.

The bead was now crystal clear, its interior containing endless deep black, like an abyss capable of swallowing the entire starry sea.

He approached the center of the altar step by step.

Just as it was about to step within three zhang—buzz! The Divine Body World Destruction suddenly erupted with a piercing resonance.

That wasn't a sound. It was the response of "Origin Recognizing Master." The sword suddenly trembled, and dark red light overflowed wildly.

The next instant— the Divine Body World Destruction directly broke free from the control of the Thought Severance Devouring Emperor, transforming into a streak of crimson light and flying towards the Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable!

The sword revolved around the entity suppressed by chains. The sword's cry grew louder and louder. The sword's edge resonated perfectly with its aura.

That was a resonance between the natal artifact and its true master—a resonance that transcended death.

At the same time, the Annihilation Realm-Breaking Pearl in the left hand of the Thought Severance Devouring Emperor also began to vibrate.

The darkness inside the bead resembled a surging galaxy. Streaks of Annihilation light up on the bead's surface, as if welcoming some kind of Ultimate return.

The Thought Severance Devouring Emperor's eyes turned utterly cold. "My lord," he whispered, "It's time to return."

The resurrection has begun in earnest. Step one: The Annihilation, the Dao seed contained within the pearl. The Annihilation Realm-Breaking Pearl slowly rises into the sky.

Inside the bead, a fine gray-gold pattern suddenly appeared, like a fetal movement.

Those are the "Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable's Dao Traces" scattered throughout countless dimensions.

The bead began to absorb the fragments from beyond countless realms—one, two, a thousand, a billion...—which transformed into streams of light and returned to the bead.

Above the altar, star-like Dao traces converged, as if the universe were collapsing in reverse.

The second step: Gathering Souls with Boundary Wind. Suddenly, an invisible boundary wind surged from the bead. That wind didn't blow on matter; it only blew on "death."

The concept of deathly stillness permeating the altar space was peeled away layer by layer.

Within the chest cavity of Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable, a faint ray of soul light began to emerge, like a candle flickering in the wind.

The third step: using the shattered world as a foundation. Suddenly, a crack appeared on the surface of the bead, and an inner world collapsed.

Countless fragments of shattered power transformed into bricks and tiles, constructing a transparent Dao Palace atop the head of Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable.

That palace existed between existence and Does Not Exist. The soul light was absorbed into it and no longer dissipated.

Step 4. Dimensional Web Weaving. The bead shoots out billions of Realm Threads. Each thread penetrates all realms.

To reconnect every thread of cause and effect left behind by Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable.

The fractured timelines were forcibly aligned. The past and the future were rewoven. That "web of existence" unfolded in the void.

Step 5. Reverse Tribulation. The Chaos Negation Tribulation Lightning suddenly descended, illuminating the entire Hell Altar.

The lightning didn't strike, but rather "denied existence." However, the bead rotated, guiding all the tribulation lightning into the still-forming Dao body of Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable.

The lightning was swallowed up and transformed into the vitality of creation.

Step Six. Returning to Return to One. Within the sea of consciousness of the Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable, countless false selves and enemy shadows appeared.

The myriad realms collapsed. Countless battlefields reappeared. The Divine Body World Destruction, suddenly fell.

The sword's edge severs all illusions. False self is annihilated. The Way reigns supreme.

Step Seven. Forging a Leak-Free Body. The Annihilation Realm-Breaking Pearl completely transforms into liquid boundary iron, flowing like a dark starry sea.

Inch by inch, it covered Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable's body. Flesh, bones, and meridians were all recast from miniature broken dimensions.

Every inch of its body is enveloped in the wind.

Step 8. Awaken the True Spirit. The core of the bead releases a beam of Annihilation spiritual light, striking directly into the depths of its true spirit.

That was his last obsession before he died completely.

The spiritual light shone upon him, Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Step Nine. The Pearl Shatters, the Person Emerges. The Annihilation Realm-Breaking Pearl begins to burn.

The final, primordial Annihilation transformed into a coronation ceremony. The pearl shattered, and countless fragments of light merged into the body of the Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable.

The next instant—he opened his eyes. That moment.

The entire altar space froze instantly.

The chains of cause and effect crumbled inch by inch. The Divine Body World Destruction, fell into his grasp. Space itself distorted under his gaze.

Realm Breaking Realm · Supreme and was completely revived. Meanwhile, the Thought Severance Devouring Emperor...

He knelt on one knee, bowed his head, and said, "My lord." Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable slowly rose.

With a single step, the altar vanished into nothingness. In the direction of the Black Sea, war raged, and the true calamity had returned.

The altar has been destroyed.

The hellish space was torn into layers of broken, transparent crystal walls, with fragments suspended in the void, like spacetime remnants forcibly frozen by an invisible force.

And he— Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable —slowly stepped out from the center of the shattered dimension.

He was tall and slender, yet his proportions were not at all ordinary; it was as if every inch of his skin had been redefined. The black and gold armor clung to his body, and the patterns on it were not cast but rather formed by flowing Realm Breaking Dao patterns. The patterns flowed slowly across the armor surface, like the wind marks left behind Time Splitting.

His eyes were a deep blue, like two stars in the deep sea. Deep within his pupils lay no emotion, only an endless sense of despair.

Embedded in the center of his forehead was a deep blue Dao core, like a solidified boundary core, radiating a constant yet untouchable brilliance.

Behind him, the space was not stable.

Countless geometric crystal faces unfold and collapse like a honeycomb, with dimensions layered upon each other, as if crushed and rearranged by an invisible hand.

The Wind of Realm Breaking swept silently in all directions, and wherever they passed, rules lost their definition. Visible cracks appeared in the timeline.

The threads of cause and effect are lifted, torn, and reformed. He does not stand in space.

Instead, space was forced to arrange itself around him. The Realm Breaking Realm · Supreme Boundary Collapse, and dimensions shattered.

All tangible rules and intangible laws are forced to acknowledge themselves as merely "definitions" the moment they come into existence.

He slowly raised his right hand, and the Divine Body World Destruction naturally fell into his palm.

The sword hummed softly. It wasn't the weapon's submission; it was a return to its origin.

His gaze fell on the Thought Severance Devouring Emperor, who was kneeling on one knee.

The void fell silent. But that silence was not stillness.

Instead, he said, "No sound is allowed to exist." He spoke slowly, his voice not loud.

Yet it was like a gust of wind traveling through nothingness. "You did very well." Each word fell.

The space beneath the surface slightly collapsed by an inch. "This emperor will never mistreat you."

Thought Severance Devouring Emperor's body trembled violently. Cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Even though he had reached the Severed Thought Realm · Supreme.

Before this being, he was still like an ant. The Thought Severance Devouring Emperor slowly kowtowed.

The voice was deep yet firm. "With the Lord's return, order will surely be restored to the heavens."

"I am but a lowly servant sweeping away the dust for my lord. If I could witness my lord once again ascend to the pinnacle of all realms, I would gladly burn my Fate Soul and never enter the cycle of reincarnation."

He raised his head, his eyes filled with fervor and awe. "This Void Obliteration Domain is merely the beginning." "Please give your instructions, My Lord."

Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable's eyes flickered slightly. He looked into the distance.

The Black Sea region is engulfed in war.

Qin Yu and Jin Hanyan were approaching. He smiled faintly. That smile was devoid of warmth, only like the wind.

Wind of Realm Breaking. In the next instant, the entire remnant of the altar shattered completely. The aura of Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable spread towards the Black Sea like a storm.