The Epoch Being stood in mid-air, its smoky wings slowly unfurling, a greyish-white sheen flowing along the edges like the decaying embers of history. Only eleven Realm Breaking Realm cultivators and two Severed Thought Realm cultivators remained on the battlefield, their auras chaotic and oppressive. Shangguan Lingxiao gripped his divine spear tightly, the True Annihilation Realm · Supreme erupting once more.
His voice reverberated through the void like clashing iron and stone. "Hold back without any restraint. The supernatural powers of the Epoch Being are specifically designed to target those who exist between existence and Does Not Exist. Everyone, unleash your primal supernatural powers!"
The two cultivators at the Severed Thought Realm were pale-faced. They had witnessed eight other cultivators at the same level being erased from existence, their Fate Soul already shattered. They exchanged a glance, and without any hesitation, the spatial logic in their palms suddenly burst open, attempting to tear through the void and escape.
However, Shangguan Xuanchen had already foreseen this thought. His gaze was icy, and the aura of the Mystic Void Realm · Supreme instantly enveloped the entire battle area. He clasped his hands together, and space folded layer by layer, transforming into a transparent, crystal-like void blade. He let out a low shout, and the Mystic Void Killing Technique suddenly descended. The two Severed Thought Realm cultivators had not yet fully stepped into the rift.
Their bodies were then sliced into countless spatial sections. There was no blood or flesh flying between the sections; instead, layers upon layers of void light patterns suddenly closed, completely crushing their existence, leaving not even a remnant soul behind.
Shangguan Xuanchen turned back coldly and roared at the remaining eleven Realm Breaking Realm cultivators, "Anyone who dares to escape again will be killed on the spot."
The eleven men had grim expressions. They understood that under the Epoch Being, escaping was nothing but throwing themselves into nothingness. Only by fighting to the death alongside Shangguan and his companion might they have a sliver of hope. So they stepped forward together, their auras surging.
Shangguan Lingxiao held his spear horizontally, its shaft shimmering with gray light. He spoke in a low voice, "Second Divine Power—Guardian of the Constant, All Laws Void."
In an instant, a thin, transparent wall of nothingness slowly unfolded before him. The wall was not a physical entity, but a concrete representation of "Emptiness." A chaotic luster flowed across its surface like mercury spilling onto the ground, as if countless realities had been reduced to their most primordial particles.
The gray-white aura around the Epoch Being surged, and several timelines fell again like broken rivers. But the moment the torrent of time touched the wall of nothingness, the foundation of its "flow" suddenly collapsed. Time no longer moved forward or backward, turning into countless still fragments, and then dissipated into points of light.
A wisp of gray-white flame of law swept over, which could have burned away the Fate Soul, but when it touched the wall, it lost the cause of "burning". The flame was reduced to the most primitive fire element, and then the element itself disintegrated into the void of light dust.
The gaze of that Epoch Being darkened slightly.
Shangguan Lingxiao turned around abruptly and roared at the eleven cultivators at the Realm Breaking Realm: "Use your original forbidden divine abilities, now!"
The eleven men were shaken to their core. Once their forbidden divine powers were unleashed, if they suffered a backlash, their Fate Soul would be shattered at best, and they would be wiped out on the spot at worst. But now, facing Shangguan Lingxiao's pressure and the oppression of the Epoch Being, they had no way out.
In the next instant, eleven primordial auras simultaneously soared into the sky. Boundary Collapse, and dimensions shattered.
The eleven individuals simultaneously unleashed the forbidden primordial divine power of the Realm Breaking Realm. The space between heaven and earth was like a torn canvas, with layers of interfaces collapsing and fragments of rules scattering like glass. The winds of law surged up, scattering all fixed forms.
One person clasped their hands together, and the void collapsed into an endless abyss, within which the projections of countless worlds crumbled; another person wielded a sword, and wherever the blade passed, dimensions shattered, and space was sliced into countless independent fragments; yet another person burned their very essence, transforming it into Wind of Realm Breaking, and wherever the wind passed, time lost its direction.
Some even directly merge their Fate Soul into the core of the law, making themselves a core of Realm Collapse, whose explosion even causes the constants of heaven and earth to tremble.
Eleven forbidden lights converged into a destructive tidal wave, surging towards the Epoch Being.
At the same time, Shangguan Xuanchen took a step forward, his aura of the Mystic Void Realm like a bottomless abyss. He did not use any forbidden techniques, but simply slowly raised his hand, unleashing his ordinary Profound Void Mystic Void Realm divine power. Profound and mysterious, seemingly nothingness, Ji Ran radiance transcending the void unfolded beside him.
Layers of transparent interfaces bloom like lotus flowers, completely encompassing the battlefield logic and preventing the forbidden power from backfiring on one's own faction.
The Epoch Being snorted coldly, and its smoke wings suddenly closed, revealing a gray-white protective barrier in front of it. Within that barrier, countless rewritten fragments of history seemed to rotate, attempting to forcibly resist this forbidden impact with the laws of the Epoch.
In an instant, the forbidden tide crashed into the gray-white protective barrier.
There was no simple explosion, but a tearing apart of the rules. The gray-white protective barrier trembled violently in the impact, fragments of history were forcibly crushed, and the wall of the laws of the era cracked for the first time. Dark light surged from the crack, and the bodies of the Epoch Being also trembled, their chest scales shattered, and gray-white blood light scattered into the void.
It also suffered heavy damage. However, the cost was equally devastating.
The forbidden backlash descended like an invisible judgment, causing the two cultivators at the Realm Breaking Realm to suddenly lose control of their inner essence, their Fate Soul to shatter, and their entire bodies to turn into nothingness in the aftershocks of the forbidden attack, instantly obliterated.
The other nine people were pale, with varying degrees of cracks appearing in their Fate Soul. Some had unfocused eyes, some had disordered laws, and some had a sudden drop in their aura, clearly indicating that they had been corrupted by the forbidden.
On the battlefield, the Epoch Being knelt in the void, their gray-white aura chaotic, a trace of black blood spilling from the corner of their mouths, and for the first time, a genuine fluctuation appeared in the indifference in their eyes.
Shangguan Lingxiao and Shangguan Xuanchen stood side by side, and the gray light of the divine spear condensed once more.
Grayish-white bloodstains slowly flowed down the chest of the Epoch Being. Its previously indifferent pupils suddenly ignited with a layer of dark golden cracks. These cracks were not light, but some suppressed epochal essence breaking free of its shackles. The smoke wings suddenly spread open, and the grayish-white patterns on the wings began to flow in reverse.
As if history had been forcibly reversed, the light across the entire battlefield suddenly distorted, and a massive arc-shaped rift opened in the sky. Within this rift emerged countless afterimages of eras. These afterimages were not illusions, but fragments of worlds it had once devoured, now swirling behind it like a chrysanthemum in the sky.
A massive, illusory silhouette formed, towering tens of thousands of feet high. Its outline was blurry, yet it exuded a destructive sense of oppression, and its second form was forcibly awakening.
The air began to emit a sharp tearing sound, the ground collapsed into an abyss, and space bent inward like glass melted by flames. The bones of the Epoch Being emitted a muffled rumble within their bodies, and gray-white blood light transformed into chains of law that wrapped around their entire bodies. The moment the chains broke, the world suddenly darkened.
Shangguan Lingxiao's gaze turned icy. He slammed his divine spear heavily into the ground, unleashing a burst of True Annihilation aura. He roared, "Quick! We absolutely cannot allow it to awaken its second form! Everyone, unleash your divine abilities again!"
The remaining nine cultivators at the Realm Breaking Realm were deathly pale. Forbidden cracks were still spreading within their Fate Soul, and the backlash from their origins burned like dark fire deep within their bones. Continuing to unleash their divine powers was almost tantamount to self-destruction. However, they knew that once the second form was fully completed, they wouldn't even have the right to struggle. Moreover, if they didn't comply, Shangguan Lingxiao wouldn't let them go.
The nine people exchanged glances for a moment, their eyes flashing with determination. The next instant, nine beams of light that Realm Breaking shot into the sky once more.
They no longer held back; their logical supernatural powers forcibly operated upon the cracks in their Fate Soul, dimensional rifts crisscrossed in mid-air, and space collapsed layer by layer like paper crumpled by immense force. One person transformed into Realm Collapse storm, sweeping up countless shattered interfaces and rushing towards the Epoch Being.
One person burned their own laws, transforming their inner essence into a light spear that tore through dimensions, dragging a tail flame thousands of feet long as it pierced straight into the core of the phantom; another person forcibly compressed their own Fate Soul into a cracked boundary core, and hurled it out with a bang. When the boundary core exploded, half of the sky was directly torn apart, and fragments fell like a meteor shower.
The battlefield was ablaze with light, explosions shook the heavens and earth, and the air was thick with the smell of burning and destruction.
At the epicenter of the explosion, Shangguan Lingxiao slowly closed his eyes, the divine spear becoming completely one with his aura.
His voice was deep and resonant, like the tolling of an ancient bell. "Third Divine Power - True Self - Eternal Silence in One Thought." In an instant, he and the divine spear vanished simultaneously.
That's not speed, it's existence being detached.
A pure black suddenly spread out. This black was not a color, but an absolute nothingness from which neither light nor concept could escape. It silently expanded into a spherical domain, swallowing up the Epoch Being and half the sky.
Within this realm, light is extinguished, sound ceases, heat returns to zero, the flow of time becomes blurred, space loses its direction, and all concepts are compressed to their Limit.
The phantom of the Epoch Being trembled violently in absolute Annihilation. Its second form had not yet fully taken shape. The logic of its Fate Soul was being questioned in this selfless state. Cracks spread rapidly, the gray-white chains broke into fragments, and the ten-thousand-foot phantom was eroded by darkness, beginning to disintegrate from the edges.
At that very moment, Shangguan Xuanchen stepped onto the edge of the domain. He did not violate any taboos, but instead unleashed his strongest divine power at the Mystic Void Realm · Supreme. The transparent, ethereal radiance bloomed like a giant lotus flower outside the domain of Annihilation. The profound spatial logic forcibly tore apart the collapsing epochal structure, creating a fatal gap in the darkness of Annihilation.
Nine boundary-breaking Realm God slammed into the crevice in that instant.
A burst of light suddenly exploded in absolute darkness, like detonating a star in a vacuum. The shockwave stirred up chaotic air currents, and countless cracks appeared inside the domain.
The Epoch Being let out its first true roar, a sound that tore through space, ripped several huge gaps in the smoke wings, shattered the scales on its chest, and revealed visible cracks in the Fate Soul Nucleus.
The second form of the phantom had not yet fully solidified when it was forcibly interrupted by the barrage of supernatural powers.
Boom--
With a deafening roar, the Epoch Being was blasted tens of thousands of feet away, its body tumbling in mid-air, grayish-white blood scattering like a rain of meteors. The logic of its Fate Soul began to crumble, cracks spreading along its core, and the epochal afterimage collapsed piece by piece, like torn pages of history burning in the air.
On the other side of the battlefield, nine cultivators at the Realm Breaking Realm simultaneously knelt down.
The forbidden backlash continued to spread, the cracks in their Fate Soul rapidly widened, some people bled from all seven orifices, some lost their order in the laws of nature, and their auras fluctuated wildly, as if they might be devoured by their own very essence at any moment.
Shangguan Lingxiao slowly emerged from the darkness of Annihilation, his figure swaying slightly, his divine spear planted in the ground to support his body, and his face was also a bit pale.
In the sky, the Epoch Being hovered in the distance, its Fate Soul cracks flickering with unstable gray light. Its second form was forcibly interrupted, but not completely ended.