Primordial Hongmeng · Great Luo Heavenly Chapter

Outside the canyon, a green figure sped towards them. Ju Wanning stopped in mid-air and landed on a broken boulder at the edge of the canyon.

The world ahead had completely changed. Thunderclouds hung extremely low, and the purple core floated in the center of the sky.

That manifestation of will was enormous, as if the heavens themselves had descended to earth. With each breath it took, fine cracks appeared in space.

Every fluctuation of energy contained the tremors of time and destiny. In the very center of the canyon, Qin Yu held the Silent Origin Stainless Sword.

His robes were tattered, his aura calm and composed. He stood alone between heaven and earth and his own will. Ju Wanning's heart trembled suddenly.

She was a cultivator at the True Annihilation Realm · Peak. She could clearly sense...

That was no ordinary tribulation. It was a true primordial will. If she were to rashly step into it, she probably wouldn't even be able to withstand the aftershocks.

She didn't move. Instead, she quietly retreated to the more stable rock formations at the edge of the canyon.

Her aura was kept extremely low, but her gaze was fixed intently on Qin Yu. "It's him... What is he doing, undergoing tribulation?" She was shocked, but dared not disturb him.

In the center of the canyon, the purple core slowly rotated. The voice of the Will of the Firmament was deep and resonant. "Third Form."

The world suddenly darkened. This time, there was no thunder, no storm, only an extreme and pure oppression.

Inside the purple core, all the symbols of the laws converged.

Time, space, life and death, cause and effect, five elements, yin and yang, destiny, reincarnation, nothingness, rules, logic, narrative

Everything was compressed into a tiny black dot. That black dot was extremely quiet, yet it contained an unprecedented destructive force.

The Primordial Cessation - Existence Returns to Stillness directly severs Qin Yu's "qualification for existence," depriving him of the authority to exist at the source level.

This supernatural power does not destroy the physical body, nor does it strangle the Fate Soul. Rather, it directly denies the premise that "you can exist."

Any being that stands at the pinnacle, as long as it still relies on the structure of heaven and earth to exist, will instantly be reduced to nothing under this divine power.

No explosion. No collapse. In an instant, you go from "existing" to "never allowed."

The purple and black dots suddenly expanded. All colors in the world vanished. Time stopped. Space disappeared. The thread of fate snapped.

The Ring of Reincarnation extinguished. The canyon transformed into a realm devoid of light. The black dot pressed down upon Qin Yu.

It lacks speed, yet cannot be dodged. That's not an attack; that's judgment.

Ju Wanning at the edge, only saw the world suddenly fade in color. Qin Yu's figure seemed about to disappear from the world.

Her heart clenched suddenly. For the first time, Qin Yu didn't immediately make a move. He sensed the terrifying power of this divine ability.

This isn't at the level of laws, but at the level of qualifications. If he were to rashly clash with supernatural powers, he would simply be wiped out.

He closed his eyes and whispered in his mind, "Xiao Yue," in the blue starry sky.

Xiao Yue lazily opened her eyes. "Don't be afraid, Little Qinzi." "I'm here." She stretched gently.

Blue starlight spread across his sea of consciousness. "This third move looks intimidating." "Actually, its weakness is quite simple."

Qin Yu's mind tightened slightly. "Where?" Xiao Yue smiled gently. "It said it wants to sever your 'qualification to exist'."

"But who granted you this qualification?" "Heaven and earth?" "The rules?" "Logic?"

She raised her hand and pointed to the quietly spinning core deep within her sea of consciousness. "Your existence is not borrowed."

"You established it yourself." "It judges 'existence dependent on heaven and earth,' not 'an independent source.'"

Qin Yu's pupils contracted slightly. Xiao Yue continued, "Use your supernatural powers." "Don't block." "Don't break through." "Go—confirm yourself."

The blue starlight suddenly spread. She lightly tapped her fingertip, and an extremely thin blue ring appeared at the core of her consciousness.

"I'll help you stabilize your core." "You do it." In the center of the canyon, the black dot had already pressed close to Qin Yu's brow.

The world fell completely silent. Qin Yu opened his eyes. There was no panic, no shouting. He spoke softly.

"Heavenly Cause Judgment Sequence - Six Severances Seal - Star Structure Returning Ring - Source Cause Severance." The seal unfolds.

But this time, it wasn't about striking at the flaws, but about identifying the "root cause" within oneself. Then came the "Unnamed Initial Silence."

A light tap of the fingertip. Not to erase, but to acknowledge. To acknowledge one's own existence. To acknowledge that one is not dependent on judgment. The Silent Origin Stainless Sword is slowly raised.

"Undefined Destruction Sword." This sword strike didn't aim at the black dot, but rather at the "Judgment Authority."

A flash of sword light streaked across the sky. The black dot trembled slightly, for it had suddenly realized that its target was not within the "determinable structure." Blue starlight flickered within Qin Yu's body for a fleeting moment.

The black dot cracked open with tiny fissures. The judgment of its Existence Returns to Stillness failed. The next moment—the black dot shattered completely. The colors of heaven and earth returned.

Time continued to flow. The winds of the canyon rose again. Qin Yu stood still, still present. The Will of the Firmament remained silent for a long time. The purple core slowly receded.

Ju Wanning hidden in the shadows of the canyon's broken walls, the lingering chill of the Gate of True Annihilation still clinging to her fingertips. Yet, she almost forgot to breathe—not because the sea of lightning was still churning, but because she had seen a figure at the Severed Thought Realm · Supreme.

Standing in the very center of the canyon, his robes fluttering wildly in the wind and thunder, the Silent Origin Stainless Sword lay horizontally before him. The sword's blade revealed no sharpness, yet it acted like a silent boundary, pressing down upon him the oppressive weight of the entire heavens.

Her pupils contracted uncontrollably, and the pride in her heart was shattered in that instant. "My God... how did he do that... I clearly remember when I first saw him enter the Thoughtless Burial Domain, he was only at the Severed Thought Realm · Middle Stage."

Now it has Supreme... and even withstood such heavenly might... If it were me... even if I were at the True Annihilation Realm · Peak, I might not be able to withstand it completely..." She could even feel the thin thread of "truth and falsehood both return to annihilation" in her Dao Heart being gently brushed in the aftershocks of that heavenly might, as if it might break at any moment.

The Will of the Firmament hung above the thunder, the afterglow of the previous three trials still lingering. Its countenance slowly lowered from the void, like a deity transformed from an ancient galaxy looking down upon the mortal world. When its gaze fell upon Qin Yu, it carried an almost "gratified" calmness, and its voice no longer roared like thunder.

And like an ancient stone tablet being slowly rubbed in the abyss, each word falling, it could cause fine cracks to appear in one's sea of consciousness. "Very good, young man, you have passed. After tens of thousands of epochs, I have finally waited for you."

Qin Yu sheathed the Silent Origin Stainless Sword, its sword light returning to its Stainless silence. He bowed slightly to the Will of the Firmament, his tone still calm, yet unable to conceal his respect, "Thank you, senior... If you hadn't shown mercy, I wouldn't have been able to withstand it."

The Will of the Firmament paused, its face, which covered the sky, slightly shifting as if scrutinizing every stray thought in his words, before calmly replying, "I showed no mercy. It is your will and the logic of your Fate Soul that can indeed resist my third divine power. In that case—the inheritance belongs to you."

Its voice suddenly deepened, like an invisible bell tolling in the deepest part of the myriad realms, "Release your divine sense, and I bestow this Dao Chapter upon you."

Qin Yu stood still, making no unnecessary movements, only allowing his divine sense to slowly spread out like a calm, deep sea. Blue Ring Xiao Yue lazily hummed in his sea of consciousness, as if reminding him "not to spread yourself too thin," but she did not make another move.

The next instant, the true form of the Will of the Firmament manifested. It was not human, not beast, nor any other being that could be named. It was more like an ancient celestial dome that stretched across the heavens, with countless broken lightning patterns, folds of time and space, fragments of cause and effect, and cracks in logic interwoven around it to form a colossal structure.

The slowly rotating book wheel silently turned the pages of the sea of thunder in the canyon with each rotation. The thunder on the previous page continued to roar, while the next page had already turned into a silent, gray silhouette. Then, an extremely thin golden line descended from its center; the golden line was not light, but more like "a corner of the page being turned up."

Gently placed on Qin Yu's consciousness, in an instant, Qin Yu felt as if a silent door had been opened in his sea of consciousness—behind the door was not space, but a "Wordless Heavenly Book" emerging from nothingness. The pages were woven from billions of light points and Dao patterns. When turned, there was no sound of paper, but the echoes of the birth and death of the universe resonated in his bones, as if each page was the pulse of an era.

The Heavenly Book did not write words, yet it could manifest all laws spontaneously: as the first wisp of Daoist rhyme descended, the sea of lightning before Qin Yu was gently stirred by the "Time·Pages," and the exploding lightning suddenly began to rewind, as if pulled back to the previous moment, the gray-white afterimages being replayed; immediately afterward, "Space·Words" floated up on the pages, forming a three-dimensional "door"-shaped pattern.

Within the patterns, one could see the rotation of stars and the shimmering of the void abyss, as if a single stroke could traverse countless realms; "Life and Death - Ink Mark" was like a drop of ink falling into clear water, its varying shades creating a glimmer of light on the withered rocks in the canyon, only to fade and wither in the next instant; "Cause and Effect - Punctuation" transformed into golden periods and conjunctions, strung together in mid-air like chains.

With a gentle flick, the logical nodes on the chain twisted and rearranged, causing "cause" and "effect" to become misaligned; the "Five Elements and Five Colors of Ink" rotated into five streaks of ink: blue, red, yellow, white, and black. With a flash of ink, the shadow of blue wood and the tide of red fire swept across the edge of the page but did not actually land.

It was as if it were telling him—this chapter could be written, or it could be left unwritten; "Yin Yang: The Strokes and the Blank Space" made Qin Yu's heart tremble. The strokes were dazzling, but the blank spaces were swirling with undercurrents, the real and the unreal intertwined, and a Tai Chi pattern quietly formed at the bottom of the page.

"Destiny: Table of Contents" appears and disappears like rows of golden names, as if each life is compiled into an outline, waiting to be torn apart; "Reincarnation: Chapters" turns old words into points of light, and the points of light recombine to form the first character of a new chapter, the cycle of life and death slowly rotating like a halo around the edge of the page.

"Nothingness, Drafts, and Fragments" is like a storm of paper scraps, crumpling all unformed ideas and negated existences into a brief, translucent outline; "Rules and Grammar" reveals dense, golden verses.

Even changing just one stroke can subtly alter the structure of the surrounding reality, like a rewritten sentence; "Logic and Narrative Clues" are more like broken chains of sentences, with red light flashing at the nodes, reminding him how to implant paradoxes and how to cause self-consistency to collapse.

Ultimately, the "Narrative Outline" unfolded around him like countless translucent pages, each page telling a different story, as if reality would unfold exactly as he spoke.

The Will of the Firmament said nothing more; it simply pressed the outline of the "Wordless Heavenly Book," the fundamental imagery of each page, along with the seed of power that "changes reality with every turn of the page," inch by inch, without reservation, into the deepest recesses of Qin Yu's consciousness.

It wasn't a brutal infusion; it was more like having the latitude and longitude lines of a universe pierce through his Fate Soul skeleton, making him hear the sound of his heartbeat synchronized with the turning of pages in the heavens and earth. A bead of cold sweat trickled down Qin Yu's forehead, his sea of consciousness felt as if it were being simultaneously washed by raging fire and icy tides, Silent Origin Stainless Sword hummed slightly in his palm.

As if to suppress the overwhelming weight of the Dao Chapter, Blue Ring Xiao Yue yawned softly in her sea of consciousness, but in that instant she also restrained her playful aura, as if tacitly acknowledging that this inheritance had truly settled.

As the final phantom image closed, the face above the canyon slowly faded, and the sea of thunder seemed to turn to its "final chapter." All things returned to silence in an instant, leaving only Qin Yu standing amidst the rubble and scorched earth.

When he opened his eyes, he saw what appeared to be faint golden patterns flashing across the depths of his pupils. He slowly exhaled.

He murmured to himself, "Primordial Hongmeng, Great Luo Heavenly Chapter... The Book of the Universe's Origin..." In the distance, Ju Wanning felt a chill run down her spine. She clearly saw Qin Yu at that moment, as if he had gathered the entire Boundless Realm Heavenly Palace into the pages of a book in his palm.