Before the ruins on the lake shore, dozens of cultivators had already landed in front of the dilapidated temple gate. The broken stone pillars were tilted, the palace gate was half collapsed, and the black patterns had long since weathered away.
A middle-aged cultivator frowned. "This... I have a strange feeling about it." Another person whispered:
"It is indeed quite eerie." "Although it is dilapidated, how come there is no trace of the temple's past?"
"It's too clean." "Yeah..." "I don't feel like this is the Vice-Hall." "It's more like... a trap."
As soon as the words were spoken, the air suddenly became heavy. The next moment...
The sky above the ruins suddenly darkened. Not because of clouds, not because night had fallen, but because the light had been taken away.
The moonlight above the tattered dome vanished instantly. The stars seemed to be erased. The sky above the ruins transformed into a single, oppressive black curtain.
The wind stopped. Time stood still. The Spiritual Qi in the air seemed to be swallowed up. All the cultivators suddenly looked up.
Then they saw it. In the darkness, countless blood-red eyes.
One pair, two pairs, ten pairs, a hundred pairs, thousands of pairs, slowly opened their eyes in the void.
Their eyes were crimson, like a burning crescent moon, and a chilling killing intent swirled deep within them. One of the cultivators was deathly pale.
"Run! There's Devil Creature in the night!!" Before the words were finished, a shadow flashed in the darkness. Crack! Blood mist exploded in the air.
The cultivator didn't even have time to scream before he was completely swallowed up. Not even his bones hit the ground; only the stench of blood remained in the air.
Everyone's expression changed drastically. Divine artifacts were unsheathed, magical treasures soared into the sky, and supernatural powers suddenly shone brightly. They stared intently at the dark night, at the lakeside.
Shangguan Xuanchen's pupils contracted slightly. "Senior brother, look!" The ruins suddenly went completely black!
Shangguan Lingxiao's gaze remained calm. He glanced around and snorted coldly. "Hmph." "There really is a restriction." "Don't rush." "Let's just enjoy it here."
Shangguan Xuanchen chuckled, "Hehe. Let's see what kind of monster it is."
In the center of the ruins, the cultivators began to unleash their supernatural powers frantically. Flames soared into the sky, Sword Qi crisscrossed, and lightning exploded.
However, the darkness seemed to have a life of its own. All light that entered that area was swallowed up. Suddenly...
A cultivator's pupils constricted. He recognized the silhouette in the darkness. His voice trembled. "It's— the Netherworld Divine Wolf!"
Upon hearing this, everyone's hearts sank. This was not a temple, nor was Thoughtless Burial Domain.
It was an illusionary trap set by the Netherworld Divine Wolf. The darkness began to recede, and the moonlight reappeared.
But the bright moon now hangs above the ruins, like a blood-red fire disc, with flames burning at its edge.
A wolf slowly emerged. Its silvery-white fur gleamed coldly in the moonlight, and its eyes were golden-red.
Its wolf fangs were chilling. It stood beneath the moon, like a moonlit hunter straight out of mythology. Then, another wolf stepped forward.
Black fur was wreathed in flames. Flames flowed down its spine. When it opened its mouth to roar, fire burst forth from its throat.
Then, a giant brown wolf burst forth from the flames. Its body was enormous, flames flowed along its mane, and its eyes were ferocious.
Then, more figures emerged from the darkness, some as pure white as moonlight, others as black as night shadows.
Some were engulfed in golden flames. Others seemed to be sculpted from starlight. Behind them...
A blazing full moon hangs in the sky above each other. The moon and the wolf's shadow overlap. Flames and night intertwine.
Blood-red eyes blinked slowly in the darkness. Countless Netherworld Divine Wolf surrounded the entire ruins.
They did not attack immediately. They merely growled softly, their throats emitting soul-stirring low growls.
The air grew scorching. Sparks rained down from the sky. The cultivators' faces turned deathly pale. Finally, someone whispered in despair, "We... we've entered their hunting grounds."
Chaos reigned amidst the ruins. Flames soared into the sky, lightning swept across the land, Sword Qi tore wildly through the darkness, and thick black fog churned, with wolf shadows darting through it.
Screams echoed continuously. Some people had just activated their protective magic weapons when their shields were torn apart by the black shadow in the next instant;
Someone desperately unleashed a dazzling sword light, only to strike the lingering shadow of the moon;
Someone roared and activated a secret technique, flames sweeping in all directions, but was fixed on by a pair of blood-red wolf eyes, and the next moment was dragged into darkness.
The thick fog seemed to have a life of its own. Each wolf howl was accompanied by the sound of bones cracking.
Blood energy permeated the air. Spiritual energy surged like a storm as it crashed against the ruined palace walls. Shangguan Xuanchen stood far away on the lake shore.
Looking at that pitch-black ruin, various supernatural lights flickered in the thick fog, and screams rose and fell.
His Adam's apple bobbed slightly. He felt a surge of relief. "Thank goodness... my senior brother is clever." "If I had rushed in just now..."
"I'm afraid they're trapped inside right now. I can't even imagine what it must be like inside." Shangguan Lingxiao said calmly, his hands behind his back, his expression serene and his eyes devoid of any emotion.
Within the ruins, the sounds of fighting continued. As time passed, the screams gradually subsided.
The sound of the spell explosion grew weaker, but the wolf howls grew clearer until the final long howl.
It abruptly stopped. The entire ruins fell silent. By the lake, Shangguan Xuanchen frowned. "Senior brother... there's no sound."
As soon as the words were spoken, the thick, dark fog began to slowly dissipate. Moonlight returned, the ruins were restored to their original state, and the broken walls remained.
The stone pillar remained tilted, as if nothing had ever happened.
There was no trace of any cultivator left. Shangguan Lingxiao snorted coldly. "Hmph." "It seems that wasn't the deputy hall of the Thoughtless Burial Domain at all."
"It's just an illusionary trap set by Devil Creature." He turned around. "Let's go. There's no need to wait here."
Shangguan Xuanchen nodded. "Hmm." "It's fortunate that Senior Brother has such insight." "Otherwise, we would have had a tough battle." The two figures transformed into streaks of light.
They headed off in another direction. The lakeshore returned to silence, with only the waning moon hanging in the sky.
At the bottom of the lake, Qin Yu was approaching the true abyss. This place was no longer water, but a condensed layer of dark matter.
The water pressure was so heavy it was almost solid. With each step forward, it felt as if you were stepping into a deeper layer of rigid rules.
Suddenly, a sharp pain exploded from the depths of his Fate Soul. It wasn't from an external attack, but rather...
A logical rupture. It's as if some unbearable order is forcibly stripping away his existential structure.
Qin Yu's body trembled, his brow furrowed slightly, and his Fate Soul shook.
It felt as if an invisible blade was slicing through the depths of my consciousness. "This abyss... is rejecting me."
No. It's not about rejection, but about trying to rewrite the rules here, which are completely different from those outside.
The further down he went, the more chaotic the logic became. His Fate Soul seemed to be disintegrated into countless fragments. Qin Yu immediately activated his divine power to stabilize himself.
"The No-Thought Absolute Silence Sword." The sword intent transformed into a protective ring, stabilizing the structure of the Fate Soul.
Immediately following, using the "Three Forms of Fate Construction: Cause and Effect Deconstruction," he temporarily separated himself from the causal chain of the abyss, lessening the pain by three-tenths.
But the tearing sensation persisted. He took a deep breath and continued to sink. Down below.
There is no longer any concept of water. Only bottomless blackness, that unknown abyss.
It was slowly opening, like some dormant entity waiting for its prey to approach. Qin Yu gripped the Silent Origin Stainless Sword tightly.
Step by step, we approach that unknown depths.
Deep in the lake, Qin Yu sank step by step. The excruciating pain of his Fate Soul being torn apart grew increasingly intense. The surrounding darkness was no longer just the blackness of water.
Instead, it was some kind of compressed, Ultimate blue void. Suddenly, his body froze, as if he had been nailed to the spot by invisible chains.
Space froze. Time slowed. An ancient and chilling restrictive force pressed down from all directions.
Qin Yu's true energy flow suddenly slowed down. Invisible locking patterns appeared on his Fate Soul. Ahead...
A ghostly blue light suddenly shone forth. It wasn't fire, but a ghostly blue soul light, like a demonic flame.
Burning within the abyss, a cold voice echoed from behind the light, "Intruder?" "Execute immediately."
The sound echoed. devoid of emotion, devoid of any fluctuation. Like a judgment written into the void.
In the next instant, two blades of light slashed out horizontally from the dark blue light curtain. There was no blade shadow preceding them.
There was only a momentary, space-tearing explosion. Boom—the abyssal water layer was instantly sucked out.
Where the blade flashed, the lake water billowed outwards like a peeled-off curtain, leaving two hundred-foot-long cracks in the air.
Wherever the blade's intent passed, cause and effect trembled. Water pressure shattered. A layer of rock wall at the bottom of the abyss was directly sheared away.
The light was blinding. A mixture of dark blue and white light intertwined, and two blades of light crossed to form a cross, slashing straight at Qin Yu.
Qin Yu's pupils contracted. The power of the restriction was firmly suppressing him, and his Fate Soul seemed to be fixed. But the next moment, his sea of consciousness trembled.
The Silent Beginning Ring Master Soul Diagram spun wildly deep within the sea of consciousness, and the Nine-Wheel True Evolution Dharma Wheel resonated in unison.
The Boundless Realm Source Wheel suddenly expanded. "Three Forms of Fate Construction - Cause and Effect Deconstruction!" He forcibly separated the causal chain between the restriction and himself.
The illusory chains snapped inch by inch. The power of the restriction loosened. The blade was already upon them.
Qin Yu stomped his foot. "Causeless Disillusionment Sword!" The Silent Origin Stainless Sword was suddenly drawn from its sheath. The blade sliced through the abyss.
A surge of absolute sword intent swept across the blade's light. They collided with a deafening roar, and the resulting explosion instantly illuminated the entire lakebed.
The eerie blue flames were shattered. The sword light broke into countless fragments of light. The water surged into a swirling storm.
Qin Yu was forced back dozens of feet. But he steadied himself and pointed his sword directly at the dark blue light barrier in front of him.
The next instant, the light slowly parted, and two figures emerged from the azure soul light.
The first figure was entirely greyish-white, draped in an ancient robe whose hem swayed slightly in the air, its face hidden beneath a deep hood.
His entire face seemed hollow, like a dark, lightless abyss. Fine golden patterns flowed across his robe.
Like ancient lightning patterns, electric light coils around the fingertips, as if controlling the thunder of judgment.
The second figure was also draped in a long robe, but his face was that of a pale white skeleton, with ghostly flames burning deep within his empty eye sockets.
A pale purple ring of lightning appeared behind him. The lightning crackled through the void, and the surrounding water was cut into fine cracks by the electric arcs.
The two figures hovered, their feet not touching the lake bottom. Their auras were chilling. Realm Breaking Realm - Ultimate.
The gatekeepers of the abyss. They have no emotions. No fluctuations.
At the same time, he raised his hand, and the dark blue sword intent condensed once more, his gaze locking onto Qin Yu.
Deep within the lake, a ghostly blue light surged, and the water layers slowly distorted as if the sky had been ripped away.
Qin Yu's gaze hardened. He no longer observed with his naked eyes, but sensed it with his Fate Soul.
The two ghostly figures ahead showed no breath, no vital energy, no fluctuations in their Fate Soul, and not even any causal connection.
They were like two "shells of existence" forcibly anchored here by some ancient will.
Qin Yu's heart sank. The "Guardian" was neither a living being nor a cultivator, but rather a body of judgment shaped by the power to Realm Breaking.
Just as this thought crossed his mind, the ghost on the left slowly raised its hand, lightning patterns flowing within its sleeve.
The void suddenly collapsed. A deep yet vast sound of judgment echoed in the abyss.
Realm Breaking to the Supreme - Boundless Rending Domain
The ultimate realm of Realm Breaking views "dimensions" themselves as something that can be torn apart.
It destroys spatial layers, shatters the structure of laws, and causes all tangible rules and intangible order to lose their foundation.
Once this realm unfolds, there is no high or low, no front or back, Boundless Realm. Only the Wind of Realm Breaking sweeps across all things.
The instant it was unleashed, countless cracks appeared in the lakebed space like glass, and the abyssal water layers were forcibly separated.
The sense of time began to shift. Up and down ceased to exist. The lakebed beneath Qin Yu's feet suddenly transformed into the sky.
The darkness above them seemed to fall. Countless fragments of space spun like sharp blades. Wind of Realm Breaking swept across.
That wasn't airflow; it was blades tearing through dimensions. They swept across Qin Yu's body.
Cracks instantly appeared on the outer protective shield of his Fate Soul. His sea of consciousness trembled, as if trying to tear him from his "structure of existence".
At the same time, another skeletal ghost raised its hand, and the ring of dark purple lightning expanded, plunging the abyss into absolute darkness. The Order Adjudication of the Realm: Law Annihilation and Return to Zero.
The "rule sequence" to which Qin Yu belonged was forcibly reset to zero, erasing the trajectory of the laws and denying the logical foundation for the activation of the supernatural power.
Within this domain, no power can operate or be deployed based on the existing order.
The flow of true energy within Qin Yu's body suddenly became disordered. His supernatural power seemed to have been drained of its support, Silent Origin Stainless Sword trembled slightly.
Space no longer allows for "continuity." The causal chain is compressed. Every thought of his is as if its premise has been shaving off.
It was as if heaven and earth were rejecting his existence. The dual Realm God overlapped, dimensional shattering, and rules returning to zero.
Qin Yu's Fate Soul felt an instant surge of pain. Cracks spread along his sea of consciousness. But he did not retreat; instead, he slowly raised his sword.
His gaze was as calm as a cold star. "Boundless Realm," then I will establish them myself.
His sword flashed across the sky. Heavenly Cause Judgment Sequence, Six Severances Seal, Master Book Seal Severance, Naming Reconstruction.
The power of the Realm Severing Origin Brush turned the pages in his sea of consciousness. The phantom of the Wordless Heavenly Book unfolded.
The abyss space was rewritten. "The Wind of Realm Breaking —stop." With a stroke of the pen, the dimensional fragments began to reverse.
The Rending Domain structure was forcibly given an "existence name." The boundless nature of the Boundless Rending Domain was renamed "bounded space."
The Realm Breaking storm suddenly slowed down. Immediately following, the Three Forms of Fate Construction of Cause and Effect Deconstruction...
He dismantled the order of Order Adjudication between "Law Annihilation and Return to Zero" and his own power. The logic of zeroing was stripped away.
The supernatural powers resumed operation. The next instant...
The sword's edge fell. The Silent Origin Stainless Sword, the Historyless Void Severance Sword.
A horizontal slash. The sword light didn't cut through space, but rather severed the "continuity of history."
The middle stage of the Realm God's development was directly erased. The Rending Domain had not yet fully formed.
It was severed into nothingness. Boom—the abyss at the bottom of the lake exploded completely.
The azure light curtain shattered. The purple lightning domain collapsed. The two ghosts retreated simultaneously.
His robe sleeves were torn. The ghostly flames in the skull's eye sockets flickered violently. Qin Yu at the center of the vortex.
The sword tip lowered. Though his Fate Soul was cracked, it was now stable. He looked at the two guards. "The Ultimate of Realm Breaking— " "Nothing more than that."