Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable's gaze pierced through the ruins of the altar, seemingly penetrating countless layers of space, and landed on the two familiar auras approaching. His lips twitched slightly, and his voice, like Wind of Realm Breaking through the void, swept across the heavens. "Guests have arrived, but I have no time to entertain them today. Let's go."
Thought Severance Devouring Emperor immediately bowed deeply, his forehead almost touching the shattered dimensional crystal surface, his voice low and respectful. "Yes, Master." As his voice fell, Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable raised his right hand, lightly tracing a single finger across the void before him. It was not a strike, but a negation of the dimension itself.
The Transcendent Five-Dimensional Space cracked open like ink wiped away by a fingertip. Inside the crack was not darkness, but an indefinable void, where even time lost its direction. He and the Thought Severance Devouring Emperor stepped into the rift side by side, and the space behind them slowly healed, as if it had never been touched.
A few breaths later, Qin Yu and Jin Hanyan tore through space and descended.
From above, the Soul-Devouring Demon Eye was no longer what it once was. The abyss that had once gazed upon the world like a giant eye was now completely overturned by the Wind of Realm Breaking, the surface cracking into layers of collapsing vortexes, and fragments of array patterns floating in mid-air like severed nerves.
The aftershocks of gray-black energy churned in the air, emitting a low, mournful wail. The entire area seemed to have been forcibly torn off a corner of the world map by a giant hand, leaving only a distorted, scorched, and empty trace.
Jin Hanyan landed slowly, her robes fluttering gently in the remaining celestial wind. Looking at the devastation, her voice was low but clear. "Yu, we're late."
Qin Yu's gaze was cold and sharp. His divine sense swept across the surroundings, capturing every trace of residual energy, finally locking onto the edge of the barrier that was not yet fully closed. "There's another barrier there. Let's go in and take a look."
The two stepped inside side by side. The interior of the barrier was empty and deathly silent.
The massive array altar still stands in the center, its array patterns completely broken, and fragments of runes scattered around like charred feathers.
The causal chains that originally bound Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable lay across the ground, with traces of forced breakage still remaining at the broken links, as if an indescribable being had broken free from them.
There was not a trace of Fate Soul fluctuation in the air, no lingering spiritual energy, and no residual battle aura—it was eerily clean.
Qin Yu slowly exhaled, his eyes deep and thoughtful. "Alas, we're truly too late. The Thought Severance Devouring Emperor has already resurrected the Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable, and it seems he's left as well. The Void Obliteration Domain is about to face a true catastrophe."
Jin Hanyan turned to look at him, her eyes showing no panic, only seriousness. "Yu, then what about us..."
Qin Yu withdrew his divine sense and said decisively, "Let's return to the Black Sea first. The other cultivators in the Void Obliteration Domain are still fighting a fierce battle against the Heavenly Demon Legion."
He did not attempt to track Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable's aura again. Once that being departed, the traces of cause and effect had been completely erased. Continuing to track him would only be a waste of time. At this moment, every breath on the Black Sea battlefield was a matter of life and death for tens of thousands of cultivators.
The two exchanged a glance. No further words were needed.
The next instant, the power of cause and effect spread out beneath their feet, space folded into a beam of light, and the two figures disappeared simultaneously into the ruins of the altar.
The area around the Soul-Devouring Demon Eye returned to deathly silence. It was as if that resurrection was just a nightmare the world didn't want to remember.
Above the Black Sea, the winds surged, and crimson and divine radiance intertwined to form a shattered sky.
When Qin Yu and Jin Hanyan stepped out from the spatial fold, they were greeted by a battlefield that was almost completely collapsed.
The sea was no longer the sea; towering waves were shattered into countless floating water blades by supernatural powers. Thunder, flames, and beams of causal energy tore at each other in the air, and fragments of magical artifacts fell like a meteor shower.
More than half of the cultivators in the Void Obliteration Domain have been killed; their corpses and fragmented Fate Soul float on the Black Sea like stars falling into the ocean.
The Heavenly Demon Legion also suffered heavy losses.
Originally there were ten Heavenly Demons at the Severed Thought Realm, but now only two Severed Thought Realm · Advanced Stage remain standing in the center of the battlefield. Their auras are chaotic, their scales and armor are shattered, and their divine weapons are riddled with cracks, but their Fate Soul are still as stubborn as iron and stone. Behind them, a large part of the Demon Race army formation has been torn apart, leaving only remnants to fight bitterly.
Qin Yu and Jin Hanyan exchanged a glance. No words were needed.
In the next instant, two figures moved like Wind of Realm Breaking, heading straight for the two severely injured Heavenly Demons.
Just as Qin Yu raised his hand, Jin Hanyan's Dao intent had already risen.
The two celestial demons suddenly burst into unrestrained laughter. Their laughter echoed across the battlefield, carrying a sense of utterly deranged ecstasy.
"Master has completed his mission!" "The Lord has appeared!"
"You human cultivators, just wait to be completely Annihilation --hahahahaha--!"
The moment the words left his lips, everything on the Black Sea suddenly froze. It wasn't that time slowed down, but rather that time was "flattened."
The waves remained still for a moment of surging, then ceased to flow; the flames solidified into a frozen crimson statue in mid-air; the thunder stopped at the instant of its explosion, yet remained silent.
Countless cultivators froze in their charging stance, their divine powers frozen in the instant they bloomed.
Space, time, narrative, causality, reincarnation, nothingness, rules, logic, all frozen.
Qin Yu and Jin Hanyan were also frozen in the void, their Fate Soul held down by an invisible hand, unable even to extend their thoughts.
The next instant, the Black Sea sky exploded.
It wasn't a crack, but rather the entire sky was "lifted open" from the outside. Two figures slowly descended.
The former, Thought Severance Devouring Emperor, concealed his aura and looked respectful.
The latter, Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable.
He stood atop the heavens, a human form formed from the Wind of Realm Breaking. His eyes were cold, and countless dimensional fragments swirled around him like stars. With each step he took, the spatial layers receded on their own.
He didn't say much, he simply raised his hand and waved it gently.
The remaining Heavenly Demon Legion, including the two Severed Thought Realm · Advanced Stage, were instantly swallowed up by the spatial folding and teleported behind him.
Then, a faint, cold smile appeared on his lips. (A finger.)
Facing the thousands of cultivators frozen on the Black Sea, there was no divine light, no thunder, no fluctuation.
His very existence was denied. He turned and left, with the Thought Severance Devouring Emperor following closely behind.
The moment the sky closed and time resumed its flow.
A silent Annihilation erupted throughout the Black Sea. Those cultivators who had not yet reached the Stainless Realm · Initial Stage—
In an instant, it turned to ashes. There wasn't even a scream. Its Fate Soul was completely erased, and its physical body vanished into nothingness.
Those cultivators at or above the Stainless Realm · Initial Stage felt as if their Fate Soul had been struck by a heavy hammer, vomiting blood and experiencing a collapse of their vital energy.
Qin Yu and Jin Hanyan both groaned simultaneously, their Fate Soul trembling like a tsunami crashing on the shore, and their internal foundations shaking violently.
Blood trickled from the corner of Jin Hanyan's mouth, but her gaze remained icy cold. "He... is he Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable? The fundamental logic of the Realm Breaking Realm · Supreme... We are too weak... merely the pressure of a single finger."
Qin Yu steadied himself, reached out and presented a pill to her palm. "Yan'er, take this pill first."
Then, he slowly ascended into the air. Few survivors remained on the Black Sea.
Qin Yu's voice was deep yet firm, echoing across the ravaged battlefield:
"Fellow Daoists, the Thought Severance Devouring Emperor has now completely resurrected that forbidden Venerable One— Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable."
"We must immediately return to our respective temples to guard them." The true crisis in the Void Obliteration Domain has already arrived.
The surviving cultivators looked at each other. Fear, sorrow, and despair filled the air.
The next moment, cultivators from various temples and sects tore through space and departed.
Qin Yu landed back beside Jin Hanyan. Jin Hanyan was currently supporting a swaying woman.
Li Yanzi, the deputy temple master of the Silent Nothingness Divine Hall, was weakened, her Fate Soul riddled with cracks.
"Palace Master..." Jin Hanyan's voice trembled slightly.
Li Yanzi, her gaze falling on Qin Yu.
"Hanyan... my Fate Soul is severely damaged... I'm afraid I won't be able to return to the temple."
"Elder Li Cangming has also been Annihilation."
Her gaze gradually lost focus.
"My ancestor... Feng Muheng... Palace Master Feng Xizhi... both perished a few days ago..."
"Now... in the Void Obliteration Domain... the Silent Nothingness Divine Hall no longer exists..."
She looked at Qin Yu. "Qin Yu... I'm entrusting Hanyan... to you."
"If you two can survive this calamity..." "Then... we'll rebuild... the Silent Nothingness Divine Hall..."
As soon as she finished speaking, the cracks in her Fate Soul completely dissipated. Her body turned into a faint light and vanished into the Black Sea.
Jin Hanyan stood there, not crying, only in profound silence.
Qin Yu reached out and took her hand. On the Black Sea, only two figures remained. The wind blew hollowly.
On the Black Sea, the aftershocks lingered, and the wind howled like weeping.
Jin Hanyan suddenly stepped forward, saying nothing, but simply hugging Qin Yu tightly. Her arms trembled almost violently with the force, her forehead pressed against his chest, her breathing ragged and rapid, yet she stubbornly refused to let a single tear fall.
The suppression, the destruction of the palace, the deaths of people, the annihilation of her fellow disciples... all the weight that had been pressing on her heart was silently released in that instant.
Qin Yu didn't speak. He reached out and hugged her even tighter.
The power of his finger, a Realm Breaking Realm · Supreme, still trembled faintly deep within his Fate Soul, but at this moment, he focused all his attention on the person in his arms.
The wind from the Black Sea swept past their clothes, and the vastness of the world seemed almost desolate.
Several breaths passed. Jin Hanyan slowly released him.
She raised her head, her eyes still clear, but now with an Ultimate sharpness.
"Yu, let's go." Qin Yu nodded slightly. "Okay." He took her hand.
Two figures rose into the air, breaking through the broken boundary winds, and headed towards the Chaos First Palace.
The Chaos First Palace.
The main hall hangs high above the middle layer of the Void Obliteration Domain, with chaotic Dao patterns flowing on the ceiling and the Pillar of Return to the Abyss encircling all four sides, creating a heavy and oppressive atmosphere. The atmosphere inside the hall is extremely solemn.
The Palace Master of the Chaos First Palace Yun Yanwan. The Deputy Palace Master Yun Yanxi. The Yun Qiusheng.
Along with the remaining five elders, all were present. The palace doors slowly opened.
Qin Yu led Jin Hanyan into the hall. All eyes in the room fell on the two of them.
Yun Qiusheng spoke first, his voice low and aged. "Qin Yu."
All eyes turned to Qin Yu. He slowly bowed. "Ancestor..." he began to speak.
Yun Qiusheng raised his hand to stop him. "Qin Yu, we already know."
His gaze was as deep and unfathomable as the primordial chaos. "This time, the Void Obliteration Domain suffered heavy losses."
"Elder Jian Wuhen of the Heavenly Emanation Limitless Hall, Hall Master Tao Luojing of the Lotus Immortal Hall, and the sect masters of various major sects... have all perished."
The atmosphere in the hall grew heavy. "Now that you and Hanyan are back, that's good."
"We are waiting for your return so we can discuss how to defend against Source-Suppressing Stillnessless Venerable and Thought Severance Devouring Emperor."
Defense. Not confrontation. Not counterattack. It is defense.
The moment Qin Yu heard those two words, his pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.
For someone like Yun Qiusheng, the discussion at this moment is no longer about suppressing and killing, but about how to defend the last foundation.
The Void Obliteration Domain had been pushed to the brink of destruction. A profound silence fell over the hall.
Qin Yu slowly raised his head. "Ancestor." His voice was steady, yet carried an unusual undertone.
"Are you aware of the Star-Net Immortal Hall?" The aura within the palace suddenly solidified.
Yun Qiusheng's gaze darkened, and the chaotic Dao energy around him subtly trembled.
"The Star-Net Immortal Hall you mentioned... could it be the Divination Immortal Palace that has long since disappeared for countless epochs?"
Yun Yanwan and Yun Yanxi glanced sideways at the same time. Jin Hanyan also looked at Qin Yu. Star-Net Immortal Hall.
That is something that exists only in ancient legends.
He was renowned for deducing the causes and effects of the heavens and observing the Unborn, but he suddenly disappeared completely in a certain era, and no one knows where he went.
Qin Yu nodded slowly. "Exactly." The air in the hall seemed to suddenly become heavy.
Yun Qiusheng's eyes narrowed slightly. "Why... why did you suddenly bring up the Star-Net Immortal Hall?"
Qin Yu's gaze was calm. "Because Ruoyan Void Obliteration Domain wants to live." "Perhaps we can only find one..." "The existence of a 'future gap' that can still be seen at the Realm Breaking Realm · Supreme."
The energy within the hall surged. Chaotic Dao patterns slowly rotated on the dome. The Void Obliteration Domain seemed to have entered a new branching phase at this moment.