Within the Autumn Day·Golden Wind Realm Breaking Array, heaven and earth had transformed into an endless killing horn. The golden wind was like a blade, and fallen leaves became a calamity. The entire space was no longer "heaven and earth," but a Dao domain killing field that was constantly being cut, rewritten, and collapsed. The moment the five people stepped in, they had already stepped into a strangulation with "severing boundaries" as its essence.
The cultivator in the grey-white robe narrowed his eyes instantly. He sensed something was wrong faster than anyone else. The so-called "warm fallen leaves" were nothing more than Order Adjudication for aggression, each leaf concealing a spatial rift of the Realm Breaking level.
Once touched, it will sever both the physical body and the foundation of the Dao, while the deeper Mystic Void Su Qi will silently invade the Fate Soul, gradually "diluting" its existence.
"Scatter! Do not linger!" he shouted, his figure instantly retreating. With a tremor of his Fate Soul, he forcibly tore open a temporary safe path. He did indeed have the ability to escape this situation. As long as he abandoned others and forcibly cut open a "not fully defined" boundary with his own high-level power, he could even break free.
But at that very moment, the three cultivators at the Mystic Void Realm Initial Stage moved, not to flee but to approach in the opposite direction.
One of them had a chilling glint in his eyes, and even a sneer on his lips. "Senior... are you leaving?"
Before he finished speaking, his supernatural power suddenly erupted, and a Mystic Void binding chain appeared from nothingness, directly wrapping around the gray-robed cultivator behind him, not to kill the enemy, but only to slow him down.
The gray-robed cultivator's pupils contracted, his anger flaring. "You're courting death!" He swung his hand, his Fate Soul force shattering the restraints, but that brief moment of stillness—
The autumn wind has arrived! swoosh
Dozens of invisible blades swept across the void, directly slashing into the boundary of his body. His protective barrier suddenly shattered, forcing him to retreat again. Just as he regained his footing, the other two blocked his other retreat route.
In their eyes, there was no longer any hesitation, only one thought, "We can't let him get out alive."
Because if the cultivator in the gray robe escapes, the three of them will surely die, so it's better to die together. Once this thought takes shape, the cause and effect will be locked together.
At the same time, the cultivator in the crimson-black battle robe also noticed this. He was already seriously injured and was at his last gasp in this formation, but he did not retreat. Instead, he attacked wildly, unleashing his divine powers in a frenzy, no longer caring about any rules.
"Since we're all going to die anyway—let's die together!!" he roared with laughter.
At this moment, there were no more allies on the field, only the obsession with dragging each other into the abyss.
The gray-robed cultivator laughed in anger. He could have escaped alone, but the three of them forcibly locked his causal path. The man in the crimson-black battle robe even used himself as a catalyst to trigger the core killing intent of the entire Golden Wind Realm Breaking Formation.
"You are all utterly foolish!!!" he roared, his Fate Soul erupting as he attempted to forcibly tear the formation apart.
But just as he was about to create a crack, "Roar--!!!" The White Tiger Supreme descended.
A tiger-like figure emerged from the depths of the void, its claws striking down, causing space to shatter into countless fractures. These fractures were not tears, but rather "severances," directly sealing off the path that was about to be broken open and pressing down on the five people in the opposite direction.
"BOOM--!!!" The entire space collapsed instantly!
The golden wind transformed into countless blades that pierced through from all directions. The fallen leaves were no longer just fallen leaves, but fragments of Order Adjudication "definition of the boundary" that were directly embedded into their existence.
The first person to strike, a Mystic Void · Initial Stage cultivator, didn't even have time to utter a complete scream. His physical body was sliced into countless layers of "interfaces" in the golden wind, peeled away layer by layer, and finally even his Fate Soul was swallowed up by the solemn energy, turning into a silent void.
The second person was Severed Dao Bizarre Shadow that severed his path. An invisible sharp edge swept past him from behind. He was still fleeing when, in the next instant, his entire primordial Fate Soul was severed by a single strike. And in the next instant...
The collapse of the Fate Soul even shattered the continuity of "existence".
In the eyes of the third party, the madness was even more intense. Before dying, he even grabbed the sleeve of the gray-robed cultivator with his own mangled body, using it to block the cultivator's final escape route.
"Senior... you want to leave? How could that be? Stay and keep us company." He smiled in a way that was almost sinister, and the next moment the two of them were swallowed up by a spatial rift.
For the first time, true despair appeared in the eyes of the gray-robed cultivator. He was not defeated by the enemy, but by "human nature." Finally, the red-black-robed cultivator...
He was already severely injured, and now, under the double attack of the violent backlash of the divine power and the array, he could no longer hold on. Yet he still laughed wildly, spreading his arms and letting the golden wind flow through his body.
"Well... well, what a deadly Mystic Void..." Before he could finish speaking, his body was completely shattered, leaving no blood or remains.
Only a blank space remained after the cut-off piece, and the gray-robed cultivator ultimately failed to take the final step.
Under the combined pressure of countless golden winds and the White Tiger's might, his existence was gradually compressed, torn apart, and collapsed.
Finally, the Autumn Dayless Golden Wind Realm Breaking Formation returned to silence, and the five people were completely annihilated as if they had never stepped into this realm.
The time it takes for an incense stick to burn quietly passed within the Withered Bones Mystic Void Formation. Qin Yu remained motionless, allowing the desolate power to circulate around him, yet unable to truly invade the source of his Fate Soul. As the White Tiger phantom once again traversed the distant sea of bones...
The moment the Withered Remains Bizarre Demons wandered repeatedly in the boundary of nothingness but could never lock onto him, he slowly opened his eyes, a mixture of Annihilation and calm in them. "That's about enough."
His voice was extremely soft, yet it carried the weight of the decision. "Xiao Yue, let's go."
Blue Ring Xiao Yue gently swayed the thin chain halo on his shoulder, her long, star-blue hair flowing like water, her eyes sparkling like stars, and a faint smile playing on her lips. "Let's go, Little Qinzi."
Qin Yu stepped out from the Night Gate, his robes fluttering, his aura as steady as ever. When his figure returned to the heart of the Autumn Domain Array, the surroundings were completely Space Silence; all the cultivators who had been trapped within the array had vanished.
Qin Yu's gaze narrowed slightly as he looked towards the depths of the formation's core. He whispered, "Xiao Yue, there was that strange rune in the center of the formation. If I go out now, and it's still there, I'm afraid it will trigger another deadly trap."
Blue Ring Xiao Yue sat on his shoulder, her long, star-blue hair falling casually. A glint of starlight flickered in her eyes, but her tone was remarkably confident. "Don't worry, those runes have most likely dissipated. The reason they manifested wasn't because the formation originally contained that rune."
"It's because no one from the four realms has entered the formation for so long that the rotation of the four seasons has nowhere to take over. That's why the Heaven Sealing Grand Formation has evolved into a hidden killing trap, indiscriminately slaughtering all of you in the form of runes." She paused, her gaze sweeping across the now relatively calm Four Seasons Realm Domain, her voice becoming clearer.
"But things are different now. The Four Domains have already devoured many cultivators, and the array's power has something to absorb it, so there's no need for that rune to reappear. More importantly, no one has yet entered the true path to survival. If someone were to discover the true meaning, this array would likely loosen on the spot, or even collapse completely."
After listening, Qin Yu's gaze darkened slightly, and his deductions became clear. He didn't say anything more, but simply nodded and then slowly walked out of the Autumn Domain.
Sure enough, the strange runes that had been floating in the center of the magic array, wiping out all directions, had completely disappeared, leaving not even a trace of residual fluctuation, as if they had never existed. Qin Yu did not linger any longer, turned around, and headed straight for the Winter Domain.
A glint of light flashed in Qin Yu's eyes. Without pausing, he took a step and headed directly towards the Winter Domain. The moment he stepped into the Winter Domain, the world turned frigid.
An extremely cold and Ultimate aura swept over us. There was no wind, yet it made us feel "frozen" from the depths of our Fate Soul, as if all flow had been forcibly suppressed.
Unlike the other three realms, the world here was "too quiet." Qin Yu's gaze sharpened, and in the center, a figure sat cross-legged.
That was a cultivator at the Mystic Void Realm Initial Stage.
He sat there quietly, his breath restrained, yet there was an eerie feeling of being "assimilated by the environment," as if he no longer belonged entirely to himself, but was gradually being swallowed up by the "silence" of this Winter Domain.
The moment Qin Yu arrived, he slowly opened his eyes, and the temperature around him seemed to drop another level. He stood up, his gaze icy, staring intently at Qin Yu.
"How did you survive?" The voice wasn't loud, but it carried a suppressed hostility and wariness. Qin Yu didn't answer, but just stared at him coldly in return.
The two auras silently confronted each other in this frozen world, and at this moment, to their left and right, on the right side of the two gates, Day Gate - Melting Warmth and Clearing Snow Realm.
As the warm golden light shone down, the ice and snow melted, and the distant world opened up like a painting. Under the warm sun, everything exuded the allure of "unsealing," "Return Path," and "a way out," a sense of security that made people instinctively lower their guard and even become dependent on it.
It seemed that as long as one stepped into any danger, it would all end, but the Night Gate on the left, the Mystic Winter Silent Night Pass, was as black as ink, without light, sound, or warmth; it was not darkness.
Rather, it is an absolute silence where even the concept of "light" Does Not Exist.
Inside the gate, the world froze, everything stood still, as if even "existence" was compressed to its Ultimate, and all flow and change were completely negated.
It was a "domain of termination" that the Fate Soul instinctively rejected. Two gates stood side by side, one warm and one desolate, one seemingly alive and the other seemingly dead, and the true answer lay hidden in this "moment."
In the Winter Domain, the profound cold and deathly silence seemed frozen for eternity. Even the concept of "the flow of time" became slow and heavy. The cultivator at the Mystic Void Realm Initial Stage slowly rose, his aura surging like an icy sea. His gaze was fixed on Qin Yu and the Xiao Yue on his right shoulder, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. His voice was low and oppressive. "Fellow Daoist, you have not yet answered my question?"
Qin Yu rooted to the spot, his aura restrained, seemingly merging with the desolate, primordial winter realm. He slowly raised his eyes, his gaze calm and undisturbed, yet his tone was chillingly cold. "What? Must I die? Must I not appear alive?"
The Mystic Void Realm cultivator sneered, his Xuan Mystic Void power suddenly circulating within him. The surrounding void seemed to be compressed by the cold, emitting subtle cracking sounds. His tone was disdainful and condescending. "A cultivator at the Realm Breaking Realm · Supreme dares to be so arrogant?"
He paused, a cold, calculating glint in his eyes. "Very well, I was just wondering which gate to choose. Now that you're here, you can help me make the right choice."
Qin Yu's lips curled slightly, a cold glint in his eyes. "What? You want me to be your scapegoat and scout ahead?"
The Mystic Void Realm cultivator no longer concealed his abilities; with a flick of his hand, a Fate Soul Artifact slowly appeared in his palm.
He slowly raised his hand, and a radiant light of Fate Soul essence condensed in his palm, revealing an extremely strange artifact. It was a "Realm Splitting Spear" woven from ice crystals and void. The spearhead was transparent, yet it constantly flickered between existence and nothingness. A wisp of dark, mysterious, Mystic Void light condensed at the spearhead, as if it could pierce not only the physical body, but also everything the cultivator relied on as a "fulcrum of existence." The space around it continuously showed subtle collapses, as if it was being forcibly torn apart by its sharpness.
He gave the spear a slight shake, his voice icy cold, "This is the law of survival. The weak are meant to pave the way for the strong." "Isn't that so?"
A cold smile slowly crept onto Qin Yu's lips, his eyes filled with mockery. "What a ridiculous argument." The cultivator, already impatient, said in a chilling voice, "Enough nonsense."
"Choose a door." "Go in." Qin Yu didn't move; he simply raised his hand slowly. The Silent Origin Stainless Sword was already in his palm, but the sword was not yet drawn.
But that primordial aura of Annihilation had already begun to subtly spread throughout the world. "What if I don't choose?" The cultivator's gaze turned cold, and without any hesitation, he declared, "Then—die!"
The moment he finished speaking, he suddenly sprang up, tearing a sliver of space with his Realm Splitting Spear. Wherever the spear passed, existence seemed to be stripped of its definition, aiming directly at Qin Yu's Fate Soul essence, intending to kill him in one strike.
However, in that instant, what Qin Yu didn't move was Blue Ring Xiao Yue on his shoulder. Her originally languid expression turned slightly cold at that moment.
In those clear, star-like eyes, the starlight suddenly solidified. "Hmph. A mere Mystic Void Realm Initial Stage cultivator dares to bully my Little Qinzi? He's simply tired of living."
A very soft, cold snort, yet it seemed to strike directly into the deepest part of her Fate Soul. The next instant, she slowly raised the tip of one of her little fingers, and the star rings turned slightly.
There was no light, yet it seemed as if an entire "logical order" was being rearranged at her fingertips. "Blue Ring, Form Two— Logic Chain Severance."
The voice was soft, yet it was like the words of Order Adjudication. In an instant, the Mystic Void cultivator who was charging forward froze!
It wasn't that he was blocked by force, but rather that the cause and effect of his actions were severed. The connection between the "result" that his spear should have delivered and the "initial will" was forcibly cut off.
The spear was in mid-air, but the man stopped in place. In the next instant, his Fate Soul suddenly trembled, "crack"—an invisible crack appeared.
It spread through his Fate Soul, causing a "gap" in his cultivation; his Mystic Void power suddenly became chaotic, "Boom--!!!"
He was struck as if by an invisible hammer, flying backward and crashing heavily onto the icy domain. The ice shattered, the void collapsed, and his internal Dao foundation instantly became disordered, causing blood to gush out of his mouth.
"Pfft--!" He was in a terrible state, his breathing was chaotic, and even his ability to gather his divine power again was directly "severed" by that attack.
He looked up, his pupils contracting sharply, staring intently at Qin Yu on Qin Xiao Yue's shoulder, his voice filled with undisguised horror and trembling.
"How... how is this possible..." "You..." "What... what are you..." The air froze completely at that moment.