Inside the ruined hall, the air froze. Dozens of black-scaled behemoths stepped out of the shadows, their eerie golden eyes burning in the dim space.
Suddenly, a disciple at the Severed Thought Realm · Supreme gasped, his voice almost choked with fear. "This... this is... the Nine Nether Qilin!"
Before the words were finished, the largest Nine Nether Qilin, the leader, suddenly raised its head and roared like thunder.
A ball of pitch-black, ghostly fire suddenly condensed between its two horns.
The supernatural power, Nine Nether Annihilation Flame, Soul- Soul Rend Devouring World Black Flame, had no temperature, yet it collapsed the space the moment it appeared.
Flames swept across. The two disciples at the Severed Thought Realm · Supreme didn't even have time to form hand seals before their bodies were swept past by the black flames.
There was no explosion. There was no blood mist. Their bodies began to split open from the chest.
As if torn apart by an invisible giant claw, their Fate Soul were directly swept away by the black flames, and the two were instantly pulverized, leaving only scattered ashes.
"Roar--" Another Nine Nether Qilin leaped up, its sharp claws pressing down like mountains, aiming straight for Shangguan Xuanchen. The aura of death was almost within reach.
Shangguan Xuanchen's pupils shrank sharply. The next instant, he erupted, unleashing the ultimate power of the Mystic Void Realm · Supreme. Profound and mysterious, seemingly nonexistent.
His figure seemed to merge into nothingness. The profound and mysterious "Mystic Ultimate Stillnessless Slash" technique unleashed a black sword light that defied description from his palm.
That wasn't light. It was a void. Before the claws could even touch it, the Nine Nether Qilin had already been pierced by this void, its body breaking apart in Emptiness.
It collapsed from the inside out. The black scales scattered like sand. It crashed to the ground. Shangguan Xuanchen landed, his aura trembling.
At the same time, Shangguan Lingxiao finally made his move. The True Annihilation Realm · Supreme pressed down like the sky, causing visible ripples in the air.
He took a step, and the stone bricks on the ground shattered. He unleashed his divine power: Annihilation Realm True Extreme - Annihilation Storm.
He clasped his hands together, and countless annihilation patterns, interwoven with gray and dark gold, spread out from beneath his feet like a spider web.
The next instant, a violent storm swept through the hall. At the eye of the storm, space tore apart and time distorted. The roar of the Nine Nether Qilin was abruptly cut off.
Where the storm passed, scales shattered and beast bones broke. Several Nine Nether Qilin were swept into the storm's core, their bodies instantly pulverized as if sliced into a thousand pieces.
Black scale fragments flew everywhere. Ghostly flames were torn into shadows by the storm. The entire ruined palace began to tremble violently. Beams and pillars collapsed.
Dust churned like an apocalyptic sandstorm. Shangguan Lingxiao stood at the eye of the storm, his robes fluttering, like a god descending to earth.
The power of the True Annihilation Realm · Supreme completely suppressed the battlefield. Shangguan Xuanchen was not to be outdone, and the power of the Mystic Void Realm erupted once again.
One after another, dark blades of light slashed out, each one precisely severing the throat of the Nine Nether Qilin. Several giant beasts fell to the ground, their scales covered in dust.
The remaining seven disciples at the Severed Thought Realm · Supreme quickly formed an array, their spiritual light weaving into a massive defensive shield.
They withstood the onslaught of the outer Qilin. Beast claws clashed with the light shield, creating a deafening roar and sending stone fragments flying. The battlefield resembled an Asura inferno.
Shangguan Xuanchen slew several Nine Nether Qilin in succession, his aura surging. "Come on!" he roared to the sky, the black-scaled beast corpses scattering all around.
No blood had been spilled, yet the ground was littered with wreckage. Shangguan Lingxiao's gaze was cold and stern. "Don't dawdle. Quickly kill him and retreat!"
He had already sensed something was wrong. The moment he finished speaking, the void trembled violently, and the gray-white space cracked open—one crack, two cracks, ten cracks, a hundred cracks...
Numerous spatial rifts opened simultaneously around the palace. Within these rifts, pairs of dark golden beast eyes opened.
The Nine Nether Qilin emerged once more, numbering in the hundreds and thousands. Their black scales stretched like a sea, their ghostly flames like stars, and their low growls rose and fell, engulfing the entire palace in their shadows.
The air was compressed into a tangible form. The ground began to collapse. This was no longer an attack, but a beast tide. Shangguan Lingxiao's pupils constricted sharply. The aura of the True Annihilation Realm · Supreme—
The atmosphere grew solemn for the first time. The Nine Nether Qilin beast tide swept across the sky, like a torrent from the depths of the Nine Nether Abyss.
The beast tide pressed in, black scales like a sea, ghostly flames like stars. The palace ruins had already collapsed more than halfway.
Shangguan Lingxiao's eyes flashed with a cold light, and the pressure of the True Annihilation Realm · Supreme was like a mountain pressing down. He roared at the seven Severed Thought Realm · Supreme disciples who were forming an array to defend themselves:
"Quickly—swallow the Heart of Paradox!" The voice boomed like thunder. The seven disciples' expressions changed drastically. In the next instant, they simultaneously took out the Heart of Paradox that they had forcibly taken earlier.
The grayish-white crystals shimmered in their palms, alternating between existence and Does Not Exist. Without hesitation, the seven swallowed them directly. The moment the Heart of Paradox entered their bodies...
The Fate Soul essence of the seven people suddenly trembled. It was as if a logical rift had been torn open in their chests. The rift was not a wound, but a port leading to "Does Not Exist".
Grayish-white light patterns spread wildly across their bodies. Thoughts ceased, will vanished, Thought Has No Root. Their consciousness was as if it had been emptied, and their will as if it had been extinguished.
The pupils of the seven people suddenly went unfocused, but in the next instant—an unprecedented surge of primal energy erupted.
Their aura surged, their primordial sea churned, Logical Fission wildly within them, and seeds of paradox sank deep into their Fate Soul.
New contradictions kept emerging, tearing at each other, resonating with each other. The air around the seven people distorted, as if seven points of logical collapse had appeared simultaneously.
The primal power of the Severed Thought Realm · Supreme surged instantly, almost reaching the threshold of Realm Breaking. Their figures began to alternate between reality and illusion.
It was as if they simultaneously existed between "this moment" and "never existed." At that moment—it was as if they had truly stepped into the "Void of Thought Severance."
Bearing immeasurable Annihilation, yet the tide of Nine Nether Qilin beasts has already pressed in.
Shangguan Lingxiao and Shangguan Xuanchen unleashed their power simultaneously. "Kill them!" Shangguan Lingxiao spread his palms, his True Annihilation Realm · Supreme aura tearing through the sky like a curtain being ripped apart.
With all supernatural powers unleashed Annihilation Realm True Ultimate - Myriad Annihilation Collapse Tide appeared as if an annihilation wind wall had materialized between heaven and earth. Space was torn open with a gigantic rift, and dark gold annihilation patterns crisscrossed like lightning.
Dozens of Nine Nether Qilin were struck head-on by the wind wall. Their scales shattered, their bodies crumbled, and ghostly flames scattered.
The shockwave shattered the last pillar of the palace. Debris rained down. Shangguan Xuanchen gritted his teeth. "Damn it—how could I be so unlucky!"
The Mystic Void Realm · Supreme unfolded. The Profound Limitless Silence - Heavenly Shattering Wheel appeared behind him, a massive, dark-colored wheel spinning.
Space was shattered into countless fragments. The charging Nine Nether Qilin was directly torn apart. Beast blood flew everywhere, and wreckage littered the ground. The battlefield resembled an Asura hell.
But the beast tide was too large, densely packed, seemingly endless. At this moment, the auras of the seven disciples who had absorbed the Heart of Paradox surged.
They attacked together, unleashing waves of gray-white logic upon the horde of beasts. In an instant, dozens of Qilin were torn apart.
However, the power of the Heart of Paradox is not stable. Contradictory resonances vibrate wildly within the body. Their origins begin to spiral out of control.
The Nine Nether Qilin's claws fell one after another. The first disciple was struck by dozens of claw shadows simultaneously, causing his origin to tremble and become unbalanced.
"Ah--" A scream rang out. The body disintegrated instantly. Second place. Third place. The logical rift spiraled out of control. The paradox backfired.
The beast's claws tore through, engulfing the seven people one after another. Grayish-white light and a raging torrent of black scales intertwined. It all happened in just a few breaths.
All seven disciples at the Severed Thought Realm · Supreme Annihilation. Even their remains were trampled to pieces by the beast tide. Shangguan Xuanchen had been forced to retreat.
The dark halo continued to shrink. The Qilin pressed in like a tidal wave, and its figure was gradually engulfed by the black scales.
"Senior brother--!" The voice was drowned out by the beast's roar. In that instant, Shangguan Lingxiao was completely enraged.
The True Annihilation Realm · Supreme exploded forth. Heaven and earth seemed to rage. He took a step forward, and the beast tide was forced back several feet.
The next instant, his right hand suddenly plunged into the void, and space cracked open like the surface of water.
He slowly drew out a long spear. The spear was entirely black, but covered with dark gold cracks.
It seemed to have been forged from countless annihilated eras. A faint grayish-white mist swirled around the shaft of the spear.
The spearhead was long and sharp. The tip was not a solid object, but a solidified beam of annihilation light.
The air itself bursts apart where the spearhead points. Three dark gold rings hang from the butt of the spear.
Each one was engraved with ancient Realm Breaking runes. When he gripped it tightly, the entire ruined palace began to tremble violently.
The Heart of Paradox flickered wildly in the air. The beast tide let out a low roar.
Shangguan Lingxiao's eyes were bloodshot. His spearhead pointed to the sky. "Seeking death—" The ultimate power of the True Annihilation Realm · Supreme —was unleashed completely.
The beast tide surged like Black Sea, its dark golden beast eyes densely packed. The ruined palace had been trampled into an abyss of rubble.
Shangguan Xuanchen's figure was almost completely engulfed. Black scales pressed down, and beast claws tore through the air. In that instant— Shangguan Lingxiao moved.
The aura of the True Annihilation Realm · Supreme was no longer suppressed, but instead ignited completely. He held the gun in one hand.
The spearhead trembled slightly. The world seemed to fall silent for a moment. Divine spear technique, severing the cause, Annihilation Return to the Ruins.
He took a step forward, tearing open a black rift in space. The spear tip pierced through, without a sound of wind or thunder.
There was no earth-shattering explosion. The moment the spear tip touched the first Nine Nether Qilin—
A tiny ripple spread outwards, but the colossal beast's scales remained intact.
No blood or flesh splattered. Instead, it began to dissipate from the point of contact between the spear tip and the target, like ink being wiped away. The black scales turned into fine, shimmering dust.
The dust collapsed inward. The beast's body silently caved in, eventually coalescing into a tiny, pitch-black singularity.
Vanished. Not even a roar escaped. As if it had never existed. The next instant, a second, a third. The spearhead swept past, touching everything—
Causal Severance. Existence was erased. The body of the Nine Nether Qilin was wiped away stroke by stroke, like a brushstroke.
There were no corpses, no remains. Even the "traces" of them in the air were rapidly fading. A vacuum had been created in the beast tide.
Shangguan Lingxiao's figure flashed. His spear swept across, and ripples spread outwards in layers, like black waves sweeping across the land.
The hundred Nine Nether Qilin simultaneously collapsed into a singularity and vanished from the world. For the first time, the beast tide showed signs of retreat.
Shangguan Xuanchen was suppressed by several Qilin. Their sharp claws almost tore through his protective aura.
At the most critical moment, a phantom spear shadow fell from the sky, touching the Nine Nether Qilin pressing down on him.
Ripples spread. The beast's body vanished. The black scales silently Return to the Ruins. The beast's shadow disappeared. The air suddenly became empty. Shangguan Xuanchen suddenly fell to the ground.
Looking up, he saw Shangguan Lingxiao standing in the center of the storm, his spear tip hanging low.
The beast tide was forcibly divided. "Quickly—" Shangguan Lingxiao's voice was low but urgent. "Join forces to fight your way out."
"Get out of here immediately!"
Shangguan Xuanchen gritted his teeth. "These damned beasts!" He suddenly drew his original divine artifact, a divine sword that was entirely silver-white.
The sword is long and slender. Its spine is engraved with mysterious runes, and faint ethereal patterns entwine around its blade.
A deep blue Origin Crystal Core was embedded in the hilt of the sword. When he gripped it...
The Mystic Void Realm · Supreme erupts completely. Divine Ability - Profound Void Heavenly Rift - Myriad Void Returns to Silence
The sword was raised high. The sky seemed to be cleaved open, and a huge, dark crack tore open from the heavens.
Fragments of the void fell like rain. Sword light swept across, severing dozens of Nine Nether Qilin in half at the waist. Spatial rifts swallowed the beasts' bodies.
Black scales and afterimages scattered. Ghostly flames exploded into countless starlight. Shangguan Lingxiao and Shangguan Xuanchen stood side by side.
The gun and sword resonated simultaneously, one after the other, their ethereal ripples intertwining with the dark sword light.
A blood-red passage was forcibly cleaved through the beast tide. The ground collapsed, ruins churned, the air burned, and the Nine Nether Qilin roared, shaking the heavens.
Like the gates of hell opened, but wherever the spearheads pointed and the swords flashed, swarms of beasts Return to the Ruins, collapsing.
Erasing them, the two were like war gods sailing against the tide, stubbornly surviving the endless beast tide.