At that moment, the battlefield fell into a strange and oppressive balance. The aftershocks of the devastating domain had not yet completely dissipated, and the air still contained traces of light from the tearing of cause and effect and the low hum of space healing. The three tree spirits had already dispersed, like three living divine mountains rooted in the heavens and earth, each locking onto the three remaining opponents.
The void beneath Qin Yu's feet slightly collapsed as he slowly took a step forward. His aura was calm yet unfathomable. The tree spirit opposite him was the largest of the three, its trunk resembling an ancient pillar, its branches covered with densely packed boundary patterns.
It seemed as if each line contained a forcibly fixed spatial structure. It slowly raised its giant arm, and the giant weapon formed from the core of the ancient tree dragged a heavy pressure. Before it was even swung down, the surrounding space had already begun to fold.
At the same time, the other two Mystic Void Realm cultivators also confronted the remaining two tree spirits. One of them, wearing a blue robe, formed hand seals, and a three-dimensional array composed of countless star patterns rapidly unfolded in front of him.
As the array rotated, it was like a miniature star field flowing in his palm. With each step he took, starlight would burst forth beneath his feet, colliding head-on with the tree spirit's waving roots, unleashing a series of dull yet intense energy shocks.
Another cultivator at the Profound Mystic Void Realm possessed an even more formidable aura. He summoned a long, jet-black blade, its surface so deep it seemed to devour light. With each swing, it carved a thin, black line in the void, within which the cut surface of space could be faintly seen.
His figure moved like a shadow, circling the tree spirit at high speed, a stark contrast to his mountain-like, heavy attacks. Every dodge and counterattack was precise to the Ultimate, the blade light and the roots swung by the tree spirit constantly intertwined, exploding into dense sparks and spatial fragments.
On Qin Yu's side, the tree spirit finally moved. Its huge wooden body suddenly leaned forward, raised its giant arm high, and then crashed down.
Boom--
This attack was as if the entire earth had been uprooted and then slammed down. The air was compressed into a visible shockwave in an instant, which exploded in all directions, and a huge crater was directly created where Qin Yu was.
However, just as the giant weapon was about to fall, Qin Yu's figure had already disappeared.
The next moment, he appeared dozens of feet away, his footsteps light, and a slight distortion remained in the space around him.
The tree spirit did not stop; its other hand suddenly plunged into the ground in an instant.
Countless thick roots burst forth from the ground, like billions of wild serpents coiling around Qin Yu from all directions. Each root carried a heavy pressure, and wherever it passed, even the air was compressed into a low, booming sound.
Qin Yu's eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't retreat, but raised his right hand, slowly spreading his five fingers, "Heavenly Cause Judgment Sequence - Six Severances Seal-- "
The voice was deep and clear, "Second Seal - Master Book Seal Severance - Naming Reconstruction."
The moment he finished speaking, a dazzling yet chilling light pattern suddenly appeared in his palm. The light pattern seemed to be composed of countless characters, yet it was constantly being recombined, disintegrated, and regenerated.
The next moment, the roots that swept in from all directions paused slightly in mid-air, as if their "definition of existence" had been forcibly rewritten for a moment.
Qin Yu's gaze sharpened, and he gently pushed his palm forward, instantly spreading the power of naming.
As the roots approached within three zhang of him, they began to twist strangely. Some turned into phantoms, some split off on their own, and some even intertwined and lost their direction, as if their true nature as the "target of attack" had been altered.
But the power of the tree spirit was equally terrifying. The next moment, those roots trembled violently, and the boundary patterns lit up.
All the disrupted structures instantly returned to their original positions, the roots surged again, and then crashed down!
Qin Yu's figure flashed again, his whole body turning into a blur as he weaved among the roots. Each dodge was precise to the millimeter, while the hand seals in his palms constantly changed, sometimes sealing, sometimes rewriting, forming an extremely precise and dangerous confrontation with the tree spirit's attack.
Meanwhile, on the other side, the Mystic Void Realm cultivators had already clashed head-on with the tree spirit.
The star array cultivator suddenly let out a low shout, and the array diagram suddenly expanded, transforming into a star field covering a hundred feet. Starlight fell like rain, constantly bombarding the tree spirit's body. However, the tree spirit remained Steady as a Mountain amidst the starlight. Each strike could shatter a large area of starlight. The two went back and forth, and space constantly cracked and healed.
Meanwhile, the cultivator wielding the sword was locked in close combat with another tree spirit. His sword flashed like a shadow, each strike precisely hitting the point where the tree spirit's joints and boundary patterns intersected. The tree spirit's counterattacks were as heavy as a mountain collapsing, each collision causing his blood to surge. Yet, he gritted his teeth and persevered, his figure constantly flashing around the tree spirit.
Three battlefields and three completely different ways of fighting, yet at this moment, they formed an extremely strange balance.
Neither side could suppress the other in a short time, and neither side could extricate themselves.
Only the constant bursts of energy, the low rumble of space shattering, and the deep, resonant breathing of the three tree spirits, like the tremors of an ancient realm, remained between heaven and earth.
The battle has reached a stalemate, and beneath this stalemate, a deeper danger is quietly brewing.
The battlefield continued to tear apart amidst violent roars and distortions. The three battle zones intersected yet remained independent of each other. Space emitted a low groan as it shattered and healed. In the midst of this stalemate, the minds of the two Mystic Void Realm Initial Stage cultivators trembled violently at the same moment.
While struggling to defend against the tree spirit's overwhelming attacks, they kept their eyes glued to Qin Yu's direction.
In that instant, a storm of shock surged within both of them. "That kid... he's only at the Realm Breaking Realm · Middle Stage..."
"How can one confront such a being head-on... and even hold one's own?"
Their own cultivation had already reached the Profound Mystic Void Realm, which should have given them a natural advantage over cultivators at the Realm Breaking Realm. However, the situation was completely reversed at this moment. Every strike they delivered to the tree spirit was incredibly heavy, and the slightest carelessness would result in them being forced back by the terrifying pressure.
Qin Yu, however, moved about in that area, subtly suppressing the tree spirit's rhythm as he executed his hand seals.
That wasn't just pure power; it was the control of "logic." Just as they were in shock, the tree spirit opposite Qin Yu suddenly stopped all its movements.
Its massive body slowly straightened, its withered giant arms raised, and in its palm, a round object as black as an abyss slowly condensed.
It wasn't a weapon, yet it was more terrifying than any weapon— the Realm Wheel. The moment that Realm Wheel appeared, the entire world seemed to be stripped of its "direction."
The wind stopped, the sound ceased, space ceased to flow, and time seemed to freeze. The withered tree spirit gently flicked its finger, and the Realm Wheel began to rotate. Buzz—the sound was Ultimate deep, as if it had slowly come from the beginning of the universe.
The next moment, the ground beneath Qin Yu's feet suddenly curved, the sky slowly sank, and the space in all directions contracted inward, completely enveloping him in a huge transparent sphere.
The circle of space then began to distort Qin Yu's vision, and he saw "himself" staring at him from all directions.
His past self and future self coexisted, and in the next instant of the circle of time, the logic of every supernatural power operating within him suddenly shifted.
He clearly sensed that his own desire to "break free" had itself become part of this cage.
The Realm Wheel of cause and effect spun more and more rapidly, and the whole world seemed to transform into a closed loop, within which Qin Yu stood.
As if thrown into a cosmic void with no exit, the Tree Spirit slowly spoke, "The circle Endless, the realm has no destruction or creation, enter this cycle—"
The triple rings of "Eternity as One" began to contract, causing space to collapse inward, time to overlap, and cause and effect to become wildly intertwined.
The entire cycle began to tighten, as if to crush Qin Yu completely into that Realm Wheel, making him an eternally repeating "existence" within it.
However, at that very moment, Qin Yu suddenly stopped moving. He neither tried to "break" nor continued to launch any attacks.
He simply stood there quietly, and a calm light slowly shone in his eyes; he had seen it.
It's not the power of the Realm Wheel, but rather its "only flaw"—the circle truly has no beginning or end, but—
It needs to "maintain rotation," and its closure depends on a core, which is in the palm of the tree spirit.
As Qin Yu slowly raised his hand, his aura suddenly became completely still, as if he had been pulled out of the "cycle" for a moment.
The next moment, he suddenly closed his five fingers and said, "Heavenly Cause Judgment Sequence - Six Severances Seal," his voice deep, yet seemingly penetrating all cycles.
"Fourth Seal - Final Order Interrogation, World Silent Judgment." Boom--!!! In an instant, the entire "circle" began to tremble violently.
A dark and profound light of judgment erupted from Qin Yu's body; it was not merely pure power.
It was a forced ruling on the "end of the world order," causing cracks to appear in the circle of space and a break in the circle of time.
The circle of cause and effect began to go out of control, and in the instant that this triple cycle was shaken, Qin Yu moved, and his figure disappeared in an instant.
Instead of teleporting, he jumped directly out of the "loop logic" and appeared in front of the tree spirit the next moment, no more than ten feet away.
The tree spirit's pupils contracted sharply; before it could react, Qin Yu's right hand had already fallen, "Silent Origin Stainless Sword— "
"The Causeless Disillusionment Sword." Whoosh! A sword shadow, purely condensed from the essence of Annihilation, suddenly appeared in his palm.
The moment the sword was drawn, the world lost its color. That sword was without light or sound, yet it carried an absolute will to sever all "causes".
The sword's edge sliced through time as if severing it, tearing space apart like cloth; the Realm Wheel was annihilated by this single sword strike.
Suddenly, there was a pause—then a cracking sound, a subtle yet clear cracking sound, appeared in the center of the Realm Wheel, followed by a split.
The entire Realm Wheel collapsed instantly, the three rings disintegrated simultaneously, the cycle was completely shattered, and the tree spirit's body suddenly froze.
The core logic that maintained its supernatural powers was completely severed at this moment, and the next instant, its entire body began to disintegrate from the inside.
Countless boundary patterns shattered inch by inch, branches broke, and the source material collapsed wildly, finally—BOOM!!!
The entire massive tree trunk exploded in mid-air into countless wooden fragments and annihilation points of light, transforming into a destructive storm that swept across the heavens and earth.
The first tree spirit Annihilation, and the battlefield fell silent in an instant. In the distance, the pupils of the two Mystic Void Realm cultivators contracted sharply.
They could hardly believe what they were seeing, but Qin Yu had already slowly turned around, his gaze calm.
He spoke slowly, "Their core is not in their bodies, but in the 'fundamental nodes that maintain their structure'."
"Attacking the surface will only lead to repair." "Severing the core—will cause them to self-destruct." The two were instantly shocked.
The next moment, their eyes flashed with a sharp light. "So that's how it is!" "Thank you, fellow Daoist!" Before the words were even finished, their auras suddenly surged and they turned around at the same time.
As Qin Yu charged toward the remaining two tree spirits, he stood still, his gaze slowly rising to look at the distant, silent ancient tree.
At that moment, he vaguely sensed that the real danger was not just that.