The desolate ruins and the fall of the King of the Nine Nether Qilin have not yet fully healed the void torn open by the True Self's Eternal Silence in One Thought.
The chaotic energy flowed slowly, like a gaping wound.
Shangguan Lingxiao knelt on one knee. The divine spear was stuck beside him, its dark gold cracks still glowing faintly. He placed one hand on Shangguan Xuanchen's chest and slowly channeled the power of True Annihilation into him.
The origin of the Mystic Void Realm is damaged. The core of the Fate Soul flickers. If it had not been forcibly Reverse Order to return to the true nature just now, it would probably have been erased from cause and effect by "The End - Annihilation Tribulation" by now.
Shangguan Lingxiao's expression was cold and stern. Deep within his being, the Heart of Paradox was still slowly operating on its own, its logical complexity escalating. But he forcefully suppressed it.
Just then, footsteps echoed from the perimeter of the ruins. The rubble was crushed, and dozens of different primal auras swept through the air.
More than twenty cultivators slowly appeared. Their cultivation levels ranged from the middle to the Supreme of the Severed Thought Realm · Middle Stage. Their auras were chaotic, yet filled with greed.
One of them sneered, "Oh ho—isn't that Shangguan Lingxiao from the Shangguan Lineage?"
All eyes turned to him. Another person whispered, "He's healing Shangguan Xuanchen." "Where are their Lineage's disciples?"
"Are they all dead?" Suddenly, someone pointed to the grayish-white specks of light flickering among the ruins of the palace wall. "No—look!" "What's that?"
"It's the Dao Fruit Heart of Paradox!" Everyone's pupils contracted. The air instantly became scorching hot. "A great battle has definitely taken place here."
"Shangguan Lingxiao and Shangguan Xuanchen must have been severely injured." "Brothers, they killed quite a few cultivators at the Severed Thought Realm while breaking through the formation outside."
"Yes! That's them!" "Now that they're injured, isn't this a golden opportunity?" "Slay them and divide their treasures equally!"
"Alright!" "Everyone, attack together!" Killing intent surged instantly. More than twenty people unleashed their auras. Shangguan Lingxiao slowly raised his head.
His eyes were icy cold, like blades. His spear hummed slightly. His voice was low and suppressed with rage. "Get lost. Anyone who dares approach will be torn to pieces."
One of them scoffed. "Pah!" "Brothers, don't be afraid, his source energy is being shaken; he's already at his last gasp." "Charge!"
More than twenty people simultaneously unleashed their weapons. Blades, swords, magic wheels, talisman arrays, and killing techniques pressed down relentlessly, tearing the air apart in an instant.
The ruins trembled once more. Shangguan Lingxiao slowly drew his divine spear, its dark gold tip pointing forward.
His gaze was now cold and indifferent. "You chose the path to heaven, not the path to hell." "You brought this upon yourselves."
Divine Spear Technique. The spear swept across the Annihilation Return to the Ruins, without a roar, without bloodshed. When the blade of the first cultivator at the Severed Thought Realm · Supreme touched the spear's shadow...
The spear tip lightly touched his chest. A ripple of nothingness spread outwards. His body, from the point of contact, became like words erased by an eraser.
It spread outwards from the chest. Skin, flesh, bones, Fate Soul all turned into fine, shimmering dust. The dust then collapsed inwards.
A tiny black dot appeared and then disappeared. The cultivator beside him was stunned and hadn't even reacted when a second spear shadow swept past. Both of them simultaneously collapsed into singularities.
Return to the Ruins silently into nothingness. Even their presence in the air quickly faded, as if they had never existed.
More than ten experts at the Severed Thought Realm vanished one after another within a few breaths. Ripples spread through the void like water.
The gun's point Causal Severance. Existence was erased. The remaining people's expressions changed drastically, but it was too late. Several more were swallowed up by the ripples.
In an instant, more than a dozen experts at the Severed Thought Realm were completely Annihilation. The air was deathly still.
However, the remaining Severed Thought Realm · Advanced Stage had ferocious expressions. One of them roared, "Brothers—kill Shangguan Xuanchen first! He's the weakest!"
Several people turned around simultaneously. Shangguan Xuanchen was sitting cross-legged, adjusting his breathing. His aura was disordered and he had not yet fully recovered. Several killing techniques instantly locked onto him.
A crimson blade of light, a black soul blade, and soul-sealing chains crashed down simultaneously. Shangguan Lingxiao whirled around, his spear poised to block.
But the paradox backlash caused him to slow down for a moment. Boom! Several divine powers struck Shangguan Xuanchen directly.
His protective aura shattered, blood splattered, and his Fate Soul essence vibrated once more. He was blasted away with tremendous force.
He was struck again, his breath almost completely fading from his unconscious state. Shangguan Lingxiao's pupils instantly turned blood red.
The power of True Annihilation surged once more. The air began to collapse. At this moment, the killing intent emanating from him erupted completely.
Shangguan Lingxiao's eyes were bloodshot. His divine spear swept across the sky, its True Annihilation wreathed in dark golden lightning.
He took a step forward. The ground collapsed, and spatial cracks spread like a spider web.
Before the few remaining Severed Thought Realm · Advanced Stage could recover from their shock, they saw that figure was already approaching.
"Die--!" The spearhead pierced the air. The aura of True Annihilation caused the air to collapse. The faces of those people turned pale, and they were about to unleash their supernatural powers again.
However, at that very instant—the entire depths of the Thoughtless Burial Domain suddenly trembled violently. Boom--!!!
It was as if an ancient behemoth was rising from beneath the earth. The ruined mountains roared, and layers of golden cracks appeared in the sky.
Immediately following, an Ultimate dazzling beam of light shot into the sky from the distant valley, its golden light piercing through the clouds.
Like a divine pillar connecting heaven and earth, its light was not dazzling, but rather thick and heavy like flowing molten gold. The mountains and rivers were dyed gilded.
An ancient, oppressive aura filled the air. Everyone froze in shock. "A rare treasure has appeared!" a cultivator exclaimed.
The others' eyes lit up with fervor. "Run!" "There must be a great opportunity at the center of that light!" They no longer cared about Shangguan Lingxiao.
He turned and sped away, casually grabbing a few Heart of Paradox that remained on the edge of the palace wall as he left. The grayish-white light spots vanished instantly.
Shangguan Lingxiao stood still, his divine spear slowly lowered, his gaze cold. He did not pursue, for the aura of Shangguan Xuanchen in his arms was waning once more.
He muttered, "Opportunity? Ha..." Then he picked up Shangguan Xuanchen, and in a flash, he left in the opposite direction.
In another valley, Ju Anran stared in shock at the golden light shooting into the sky. "Senior Sister, a rare treasure has appeared!"
Ju Wanning raised her eyes. Her gaze was calm. Golden light reflected in her pupils. "Hmm." "Let's go." She said no more.
Leading ten disciples of the Ju Lineage Severed Thought Realm · Supreme, he transformed into more than ten streaks of light and soared away into the sky.
Where the light fell, surrounded by mountains and churning clouds, lay a valley that resembled an ancient divine realm.
Golden light descended from the sky, winding down the mountain ridge like a burning divine river. The mountains stood majestically.
Ancient trees stand tall and vigorous atop the peak. Halfway up the mountain, a magnificent palace rises, its eaves and brackets layered upon each other, its entire structure gilded.
The palace gates were like a deep abyss. Golden light overflowed from within. Stone steps extended downwards, with golden liquid flowing down them like a waterfall.
In the distance, wisps of golden mist swirl among the mountain peaks, resembling dragon-shaped currents swirling in the sky. The entire world seems to be ignited by golden divine fire.
The air was heavy and sacred, as if an ancient divine court had descended upon the world. At this moment, dozens of cultivators had arrived and were standing at the edge of the valley.
Their gazes burned with fervor. Someone exclaimed in astonishment, "This... could this be the temple containing the Thoughtless Realm Breaking Dust Thoughtless Burial Domain?" "Such power is no ordinary treasure."
"This is definitely the most core area of Thoughtless Burial Domain has been opened." Golden light flowed, and the palace was solemn, as if the gates of heaven had been reopened.
Ju Wanning landed on the valley floor with her disciples. She gazed at the golden palace, her eyes deep and unfathomable. The wind ruffled her robes.
In the distance, golden currents swirled like dragons among the mountains. The gates of the golden temple slowly opened—not pushed open.
Instead, it was like a colossal beast that had slumbered for millennia opening its eyes. The two heavy, gilded palace doors parted inward.
Golden light poured down from between the cracks in the door like a torrent. The light was not dazzling or blinding, but rather heavy and substantial, as if bearing the weight of an ancient era.
The entire valley was engulfed in golden light. An aura of both sacredness and oppression filled the air. "It's open!"
Someone gasped in shock. Dozens of cultivators' eyes burned with fervor. Without any hesitation, they transformed into streaks of light.
She rushed straight towards the golden gate. "Senior sister, the gate has opened!" Ju Anran exclaimed, her expression filled with shock.
Ju Wanning's gaze was icy. She slowly raised her hand. "Don't panic." "This temple—something's strange."
The moment she finished speaking, the dozens of cultivators at the forefront had already approached the palace gate.
Their faces were filled with ecstasy. But the next instant, the golden patterns on both sides of the palace gate suddenly lit up.
Several incredibly dazzling golden beams shot out from the void. These were not ordinary beams of light, but blades of rules carrying the meaning of "judgment".
The light flashed by without an explosion, without a roar, just an Ultimate clean cut. The cultivator at the forefront suddenly stopped. The next moment...
Their bodies were neatly separated from their chests. Before blood could even splatter, their flesh had turned to ashes, and their Fate Soul essence was directly evaporated by the golden light.
Instant Annihilation. The cultivators behind them shrank their pupils. "Oh no—it's a trap!" "Retreat quickly!" The crowd erupted in chaos.
However, just as they turned to flee, golden barriers slowly rose from all directions, like the sky falling, completely sealing off the valley.
The fleeing cultivators crashed into the barrier. Sharp golden patterns appeared on the barrier's surface, instantly slicing anything that touched it into pieces.
Blood splattered. Screams echoed through the valley. "It's a killing array--!"
Ju Wanning's expression changed drastically. "Retreat!" Her robes billowed as she led ten disciples of the Ju Lineage Severed Thought Realm · Supreme in a rapid retreat. The cultivators in the distance also retreated hastily.
The entire valley was in chaos. Golden array patterns covered the sky and earth like a net, and killing intent permeated the air.
Just as chaos and despair intertwined, the sky suddenly tore open. Not just a crack, but the entire sky was ripped apart like a scroll.
Dark clouds rolled in. Thunder roared across the sky. A streak of blood-red lightning pierced the heavens and earth. Boom! The earth trembled. Mountains crumbled.
The air was compressed into a tangible form. An oppressive force far exceeding that of the True Annihilation Realm suddenly descended. All the cultivators knelt down simultaneously. Even Ju Wanning was forced back half a step.
From the torn sky, a colossal black shadow slowly descended.
Its wings, when spread, blotted out half the sky. The feathers were jet black, yet crimson cracks flowed along their edges.
His pulsed like blood. With each flap of his wings, cracks appeared in space. His body was long and terrifying.
Black armor covered his entire body, with dark red runes engraved on it. A crimson core pulsed on his chest.
Like a burning heart, her long black hair danced in the wind, and a dark corner, like a twisted crown, appeared on her forehead.
His eyes were bloodshot, cold, and merciless. He landed slowly, the ground beneath his feet turning scorched black.
A crimson blade extended in his hand. The dripping from its edge was not blood, but thunderous scarlet energy.
The golden array between heaven and earth began to distort the moment he descended. The barrier trembled and the array patterns became disordered.
He looked up, his gaze sweeping over all living beings like a judge looking down at ants; the air was so heavy it was hard to breathe.
All the cultivators trembled. "What... what is this being?" No one answered. Because that aura—did not belong to this world at all.
Otherworldly beings have arrived.