Establishing the Four Regions and Forging the Four Cities

Above the Broken Mirror Cliff in the main city of the Western Region, the mirror light still flowed, Karmic Origin Stillness Stone hung like a silent black sun atop the cliff, reflecting countless causes and effects. Qin Yu withdrew his gaze from the mirror and slowly turned to the Southern Region.

In that instant, the heavens and earth seemed to be sliced open by an invisible sharp edge.

Deep in the Southern Region, a massive rift piercing the heavens and earth suddenly appeared. It was not an illusion, but a real, existing wound. The Great Rending Scar of the Evolving Realm stretched across the mountains and rivers, its widest point a hundred miles wide, its deepest point unfathomable.

The crack's edges were jagged like broken bones, and the rock face was dark red, like old blood that hadn't yet dried. Deep within the crack, dark red chaotic light surged, and occasionally fragments of laws would drift out from within, flashing in mid-air for a few breaths before disintegrating into ash.

That was a wound left by an ancient blade. It has not healed to this day.

Qin Yu slowly spoke, "The Rending Threshold Main City." As soon as he finished speaking, the cliffs on both sides of the Great Rending Scar of the Evolving Realm began to tremble.

It's not a collapse, but a reorganization.

Countless boulders were lifted by an invisible force, forming a magnificent "human"-shaped battle line along the cracks. The steel-like black stone walls extended from the mountains on both sides, spanning the rift valley and forming a fortress that stretched across the heavens and the earth.

Ancient weapons slowly emerged from the cliffs on both sides of the crack.

Broken guns, tattered knives, rusty swords, and giant axes. Some were covered in rust, while others still gleamed coldly.

They inserted themselves into the city walls and mountains, like silent warriors arrayed in formation.

Every weapon trembled slightly, its killing intent lingering.

The atmosphere in the entire main city instantly turned grim. (Dimensional Rift - Suppression Core)

Qin Yu raised his hand, and the power of the Southern Region · Realm Rending separated from the resonance of the four domains, transforming into a crimson suppression net that slowly covered the edges of the rift.

The dark red chaotic light attempted to surge, but was forcibly suppressed by the Scar-Suppressing Formation.

The second layer structure takes shape first.

The Scar-Suppressing Formation, with its massive array patterns, extends along both sides of the crack.

The phantoms of warriors appeared, guarding the area day and night, their killing intent becoming part of the array patterns. The air was filled with a heavy fighting spirit; anyone with a weak will would have their consciousness shaken simply by standing at the edge.

First Layer of the Rending Abyss (Forbidden Zone)

The deepest part of the rift is designated as a forbidden zone. Beneath the Rending Abyss, chaotic dark red churns.

Qin Yu's gaze sharpened. Deep within the Rending Abyss, a blurry blade shadow appeared and disappeared.

The Blade of Origin. No one can touch it.

The third layer of the military mound and the cliffs on both sides of the rift were completely covered with weapons. The Ten Thousand Weapons Platform slowly rose from the side wall of the rift valley.

It was a high platform surrounded by countless weapons, with swords and spears standing tall and clashing. Each weapon retained a trace of its original owner's killing intent.

If they ascend the platform, ten thousand soldiers will roar in unison.

The fourth level of the battle arena is filled with towering flames. A steel platform, a stone-cracking furnace, and a quenching pool appear one after another.

Fragments of the laws were introduced into the furnace and forged into the prototype of a weapon capable of Sever Karma.

The clanging of metal was like thunder; the sound of testing the blade was like the wind. The entire space trembled.

The fifth level of the cracked training ground, a huge steel training platform, hangs horizontally above the crack.

Below, a bottomless Rending Abyss surged with dark red energy. Weapons of those who had perished there were stuck all around.

There are no guardrails along the edge of the platform. One wrong step and you'll fall into the Rending Abyss.

As the training ground took shape, the killing intent and aura of the Southern Region surged instantly.

The sixth level of the battle quarters, a fortress complex constructed of black stone and refined steel, extends from the mountainside.

A pool of killing intent condensed in the center. The water was dark red, churning with the residual killing intent essence of warriors from past generations.

The seventh-level battle pavilion, a massive combat skill pavilion, emerged from the upper part of the cliff.

The Rending Scar Battle Stele slowly rose from the ground. Its surface was blank, yet it reflected the lingering shadows of that ancient battle.

A single slash cleaved the heavens and earth. A sword intent pierced through the void.

The afterimages played in a loop, breathtaking and awe-inspiring. Three untreatable techniques were sealed atop the pavilion.

The seal was tightly closed.

At the Summit of the Rending Threshold, the uppermost platform took shape. The main hall of the fissure rose from the ground.

The entire palace was built of cracked stone, and its dark red color resembled congealed blood.

An invisible crack appeared before the hall. That was the Void-Severing Blade.

It is not a physical weapon, but a real crack.

The Rending Scar Throne coalesced within the palace, forged from the molten metal of weapons used by warriors throughout history.

The one who sits on the throne can sense every tremor of the entire crack.

At this moment, the entire Rending Threshold Main City was fully formed.

A rift stretched across the Southern Region, where ten thousand soldiers were buried in the cliffs, their bones turned to dust.

Qin Yu slowly raised his hand. Two city lord tokens condensed above the crack.

The first one was dark red all over, as if formed from cracked stone, with fine cracks covering its edges, and faint glints of a knife's afterimage inside.

The second one is interwoven with purple and white, concealing a deep chill, and its surface is covered with snow-like crack patterns.

Qin Yu's gaze fell on Ling Jingxi. "You will guard the Rending Threshold Main City."

Ling Jingxi stepped forward and accepted the dark red token. The token merged into her sea of consciousness.

The Rending Scar Throne trembled slightly. She whispered, "The Rift is here, I am here."

Qin Yu then looked at Yingling. Zi Xue had not yet returned.

The purple and white token slowly fell into Yingling's palm. "Waiting for Zi Xue's return."

"You will personally hand it over to her." Yingling nodded solemnly. "Yes."

The suppression of the Rending Threshold Main City was completed. The chaotic light beneath the rift gradually stabilized.

The main city of the Southern Region has been completed. Of the four regions and four cities, three have been established. The landscape of the world has been completely rewritten.

The dark red light of the main city of the Southern Region Rending Threshold Main City still slowly flowed above the Great Rending Scar of the Evolving Realm, with thousands of soldiers thrust into the cliff, their killing intent as vast as the sea.

With the four regions and three cities now complete, the overall structure of the world seems to have been finalized, leaving only a silent, almost Does Not Exist blank space in the north.

Qin Yu did not speak immediately. He slowly closed his eyes, deep within the Abyss of Return to Stillness in the Northern Region.

That's not an abyss. That's a logical vacuum.

When his consciousness fell there, he saw the flowing light and destiny of all the star rivers in the four realms, the folding of the Mirror Cliff due to the lines, and the dark red surging within the cracks.

Everything slowed down by an imperceptible fraction at a certain moment.

It's not that it was suppressed, but rather that the "occurrence" was weakened.

Qin Yu opened his eyes, his voice low and calm. "The last city— the Annihilation Abyss Main City."

There was no light. There was no tremor. No mountains rose, no cities appeared in the Northern Region.

Only a deeper darkness slowly collapsed inward, as if the void itself was making room for a city that should not exist.

The Abyss of Return to Stillness appears. It is not a visible landscape, but a manifestation of a "state".

The people from the four regions felt their divine senses touch the edge of the Northern Region, but suddenly lost their footing. Their consciousness seemed to be standing on thin air, and then they were pressed back by an invisible stillness.

That was the threshold of Yan Yue. Qin Yu slowly took a step forward.

He raised his hand, his fingertips gently drawing an arc in the air.

That arc wasn't a rune, nor an array, but a kind of "peeling." "This city was Yan Yue's will."

As the words fell, the darkness deep within the Northern Region began to "fold".

It's not spatial folding, but logical folding. A city doesn't rise from the ground, but is derived from "nothingness".

Only Yan Yue was allowed to enter; Qin Yu's gaze was deep.

Annihilation. Return to silence. Moon. That last bit that remains after annihilation.

What Yan Yue said back then

"If a city in the Northern Region is to be established, it cannot be built by 'existent beings.' It must only accommodate those who have already experienced being reduced to zero."

Qin Yu remembered that day; Yan Yue's expression was extremely calm, as if she had emerged from a period of profound solitude.

And so the three gates began to coalesce.

The first gate: the Gate of Memory. In the darkness, a gigantic gate, entirely black, slowly emerged.

There are no patterns. There are no carvings. Only pure darkness.

A faint glimmer of light occasionally flashed through the crack in the door.

That was the last flicker of a sealed fragment of memory before it vanished.

The air in front of the door suddenly became heavy. If any consciousness were to approach, a memory would be silently pulled away.

Qin Yu slowly raised his hand. A phantom figure stood in front of the door.

The phantom figure surrendered all its memories—childhood, grudges, love, hate, battles, loss.

All that had passed turned into countless specks of light, which were sucked into the doorway.

The phantom remains, but it no longer belongs to those memories. The first gate stands.

The Second Gate: The Gate of the Future

It is even more elusive than the first gate. It is almost imperceptible.

Sometimes its outline appears, sometimes it seems never to have existed. Countless possibilities yet to come flow across its facade.

Life. Death. Glory. Defeat. A phantom steps in.

All future possibilities may vanish like streaks of light, sucked away by the door.

The phantom can still move, but it has lost its anticipation and foresight of the future.

Every step is absolutely unknown.

The second gate, the third gate: the Gate of Karma.

It has no form. It has no boundaries.

However, where the door should have been, Emptiness there.

That's a logical void.

Qin Yu's gaze darkened slightly. The illusory figure entered, and the "cause of existence" was extracted.

The fundamental reason for its existence is compressed into a logical singularity, suspended in the void.

The phantom still exists, yet it cannot trace its own origins.

To become a result without a cause. The third gate, stand.

After the three gates, the darkness no longer contracted; instead, it slowly expanded.

The Court of Return to Stillness has no buildings, no palaces, only absolute silence.

It was so still that even the concept of "wind" Does Not Exist.

Countless points of light floated in the void.

Memory, future, cause and effect—all are compressed into a logical singularity, suspended within it.

In the center of the courtyard, a massive, jet-black rock slowly emerged.

The Annihilation Principle Origin Stone. It does not emit light.

Yet it made the entire Court of Return to Stillness the source of "stillness." Qin Yu gazed at it.

He knew that once he touched it, he could never leave.

Leaving requires a cause. But after touching, you have no cause left.

Cause-Imprisoning Tower, the logical edge outside the court, a tall tower is slowly being built. Each layer of the tower is composed of logical singularities.

The lower floors are faintly lit. The middle floors are heavy and solid. The upper floors are deathly silent.

A solitary shadow, visible only to Qin Yu, shone atop the tower.

That was a "cause and effect that shouldn't exist." It was sealed away and not yet explored.

The Return to Stillness Platform and a platform beside the courtyard appear. The three gates are behind, and the Terrace of Return to Tranquility is in front.

Countless illusory figures of the Yan Yue sat silently, not cultivating.

Without thinking, simply "existing," becoming part of the city.

Thus, the Annihilation Abyss Main City. It had no city walls, no towers, yet it was more difficult to reach than any other city.

Qin Yu slowly raised his hand, and two tokens materialized.

The first one is as deep as the night, its surface devoid of light, yet causing the surrounding light to retreat on its own.

The second one is as cold as frost, with subtle, logical ripples spreading across its edges like water.

He looked at Yao Wanqing. "You will be in charge of suppressing the outer perimeter of the Annihilation Abyss Main City."

Yao Wanqing accepted the token, her expression solemn. "Those who have not yet returned to tranquility are not permitted to enter."

Qin Yu then looked at Zhou Yu. "You will guard the three gates." Zhou Yu took the token and whispered, "Memories will not be disordered, the future will not overflow, and cause and effect will not be transgressed."

The two tokens merged into his sea of consciousness. Deep within the Court of Return to Stillness, the Annihilation Principle Origin Stone trembled almost imperceptibly for a moment.

It seemed as if they acknowledged the mandate bestowed upon the four regions and four cities.

The Silent Stone reflects the cause. The cracked threshold suppresses the battle. The Annihilation Abyss returns to nothingness.

The balance of power in the world has been completely reshaped. In the deepest part of the Northern Region, that darkness is no longer terrifying.

Because it is no longer blank. It has a name: Annihilation Abyss Main City.

The radiance of the four regions converges above the dome: the Azure Ring of the Eastern Region flows like the beating of a heart; the mirror cliff of the Western Region reflects the lines of myriad causes; the dark red cracks of the Southern Region surge but are firmly suppressed; Abyss of Return to Stillness in the Northern Region is deep and silent, yet more real than any other existence.

The four cities echo each other, and destiny, cause and effect, killing intent and tranquility form a complete closed loop between heaven and earth, as if the entire Annihilation Abyss Epoch has for the first time possessed a true skeleton and soul.

Qin Yu in the center of the main hall. His robes hung slightly, and his expression was calm, yet he seemed to be the central hub of the entire world.

After a moment of silence, he spoke slowly, his voice not loud, yet it resonated deep within the consciousness of everyone present, like the tolling of a bell.

"The four regions and the four main cities have now been completely rebuilt."

As soon as the words were spoken, the four illusory images above the dome trembled slightly, as if responding to their master's declaration.

"The Eastern Region seek guidance, and the foundation lies in receiving the mandate."

"The Silent Stone of the Western Region, where the city was built in its place."

"The Southern Region's fissures are sharpened, and the marks left by the suppression are sharpened."

"The Northern Region Annihilation Abyss— " Qin Yu's gaze fell upon the invisible, deep black expanse to the north. "The Annihilation Abyss Epoch Master."

In that instant, a barely perceptible ripple appeared on the Annihilation Principle Origin Stone deep within the Court of Return to Stillness. It wasn't light, but a kind of "acknowledgment."

All the elders, powerful beings, warriors, problem-solving practitioners, cause-creating masters, and the master of the War Pavilion in the main hall were shaken to their core.

They knew that from this moment on, the Annihilation Abyss Epoch was no longer just a realm.

Rather, it is a complete order.

Qin Yu turned his gaze to Yingling. "The specific arrangements and deployments going forward—" "will be coordinated by Yingling."

Yingling stepped forward slowly from the side, silver magic runes faintly visible around her, her aura calm and composed.

She bowed slightly. "As you command, Lord." Qin Yu said no more.

He turned around gently. The light from the main hall receded slowly behind him, as if consciously making way for him.

Qian Ruishan and Mu Qingwan were already standing quietly to the side.

Qian Ruishan's eyes were gentle, but she could not hide the shock in her heart. She had witnessed the formation of the four domains and the reconstruction of an era-level structure with her own hands.

Mu Qingwan's gaze was firm, and a smile played on her lips, a smile that reflected her confidence in the future.

Jin Hanyan remained calm throughout. As she looked at Qin Yu's back, a faint light flickered deep in her eyes—not of awe, but of the tacit understanding between those standing shoulder to shoulder.

Qin Yu stepped out of the main hall. His steps were not hurried, yet each step seemed to resonate with the heavens and earth.

As he approached the palace gate, the elders and everyone else inside the main hall stood solemnly.

Without orders or instructions, they bowed their heads spontaneously.

"Respectfully bidding farewell to Lord Ji--!" The voices were clear and resounding, echoing beneath the dome of the main hall.

The astrological light trails of the Eastern Region trembled slightly. The mirror-like surface of the Western Region hummed softly. The weapons of the Southern Region murmured.

The Northern Region Abyss remained silent. Qin Yu did not turn around. He led Qian Ruishan, Mu Qingwan, and Jin Hanyan slowly out of the main hall.