Breaking the Realm and Entering Mystic Void
At that moment, the silver creases of the Logic Ink Page Spirit suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, as if the entire narrative world had been recalibrated in that instant. Immediately afterwards, its colossal shadow, along with the mysterious ink pen, disintegrated, transforming into billions of earthen-yellow light spots.
Like a torrential downpour, the pages of the book were flipped simultaneously in an endless sea of books. The roar was like the simultaneous tearing and reassembly of the Jie Xu. An indescribable pressure came from the depths of space. It was not the impact of power, but the "story itself" rewriting everything.
Billions of pages flipped wildly, words surged like a torrent, and the Master Book, originally rewritten by Qin Yu, trembled violently. All the traces etched into it were peeled away layer by layer, and the still-unstable narrative was rapidly washed away.
Earthy yellow light patterns converged from all directions, transforming the entire secret realm into a vast and boundless "forge of books," where every page was being reset, every cause and effect was being archived, and every destiny was being pulled back to its original trajectory.
The entire world is left with only the heavy pressure of the narrative.
Qin Yu stood within it, the pages around him rising and falling like mountains and seas. The narrative on the page beneath his feet, which had just stabilized, was being forcibly closed, and new pages unfolded, the words neatly arranged, rewriting him into his predetermined destiny.
There was no energy fluctuation in the air, but there was an even more terrifying suppression—his every thought and every choice was recorded in advance, pre-written, and constantly recalled.
He didn't make a move. His hand slowly fell to his sides, his gaze moving among the books. He didn't try to stop the erased traces, nor did he attempt to violently rewrite any page. He simply stood there quietly, letting the Narrative Torrent sweep past him, letting his own cause and effect be rearranged once again.
At that moment, he suddenly realized that this final tribulation never had a place for "confrontation"; it belonged to the level of "the pages themselves."
He slowly closed his eyes, and the special page deep within his Fate Soul reappeared. This time, he did not rush to write or repair, but instead allowed everything that had happened to be presented in its entirety. From the first step he took into the secret realm to every choice, every rewriting, and every time he suffered a backlash, those causal chains were no longer scattered fragments, but were interconnected at this moment, forming a complete and self-consistent narrative.
His breathing gradually stabilized.
While countless pages outside were still frantically resetting, his own page began to slowly stabilize. That page no longer tried to resist the narrative of the entire secret realm, but gently embedded itself with the torrent, like a pebble falling into a river, not creating huge waves, but changing the direction of the flow at the bottom of the water.
Qin Yu opened his eyes again and raised his hand.
At this moment, he no longer exerted any will to "forcefully rewrite" the pages. His fingertips slowly fell and gently pressed into the void. A faint Daoist aura spread out from his body. That Daoist aura had no sharpness or impact, but carried an extremely pure sense of "narrative power".
"Return." The voice wasn't loud, but it echoed throughout the entire sea of books, causing a slight pause in the millions of pages.
Qin Yu's Daoist aura flowed along the veins of the pages. He did not change any of the established plots, but instead embedded his own narrative within them, making his existence a part of these pages without being swallowed up by them. His Daoist aura began to resonate with the essence of the pages, and the exclusive page within his Fate Soul suddenly magnified, reflecting the sea of books outside.
His narrative is no longer isolated, but is recognized by the whole world.
The words that originally tried to lock him away shifted slightly the moment they touched his page. New sentences were quietly embedded, and the old endings were no longer completely erased but rewritten as "changeable." Page after page began to show his mark. It was not an encroachment but a "refinement," like adding a stroke to the existing text, causing the entire narrative to change direction.
The rules Logic Ink Page Spirit began to fluctuate erratically.
The resetting power that covered the entire area was no longer pure. It was gradually decomposed, rearranged, and incorporated into a new narrative framework within Qin Yu's Daoist aura. The entire sea of books was no longer a one-way writing of destiny, but began to form a two-way flow.
Qin Yu's aura deepened once more as he took a step forward.
The pages beneath his feet churned, yet stabilized the instant he landed. His Daoist principles seeped into them like ink, fixing that page firmly in place. He took another step, and another page settled. Among billions of pages, a path belonging to him gradually became clear. It wasn't about resisting the sea of books, but about writing "his own structure" within it.
His voice rang out again. "Rise."
As the word fell, the exclusive page deep within his Fate Soul unfolded with a roar, resonating with the core of the entire secret realm. The earthen-yellow sea of light trembled instantly, and the previously disordered pages began to rearrange around him, the logical chains were rewoven, and the lines of cause and effect were reconnected.
At this moment, he is no longer just a challenger, but a pivotal point in the narrative.
His Daoist aura permeated the sea of books, and all the pages related to him lit up simultaneously. The traces that had been reset reappeared, and became clearer. The power of the Fate Page Lock began to dissipate, and the fluctuations of the Logic Ink Page Spirit rapidly weakened.
Qin Yu raised his hand, his five fingers slightly closed, and said, "Fall." The entire sea of books suddenly fell silent.
The pages of countless books stopped turning at the same time, and all narratives converged into a stable flow. That flow extended from him as the core. The Logic Ink Page Spirit completely lost its dominance and transformed into countless tiny specks of light that merged into the pages. Those specks of light no longer suppressed, but became new nourishment.
In the void, streaks of earth-yellow light slowly emerged, markings of his narrative.
Within his Fate Soul, that exclusive page of the book became completely stable, forming a closed loop with the entire secret realm. Cause and effect no longer conflicted, fate was no longer locked, and the narrative was no longer singular.
The entire Earth Realm slowly fell silent, with billions of pages floating quietly, each page bearing a faint yet indelible mark.
That was the "writing" left behind by Qin Yu. He stood in the center of the sea of books, his breath still weak, his Dao foundation covered with cracks, and his Fate Soul heavily consumed, but his gaze was already calm and profound.
He is no longer carried by the pages, but has become the pages themselves.
The lingering effects of the silence following the return of the sea of books still reverberated within Qin Yu. Standing amidst countless pages, his breathing grew heavy, the rise and fall of his chest seemingly causing a tremor throughout his Fate Soul. The confrontation and fusion with "narrative itself" had just occurred had torn his foundation to its Limit.
The page of his Fate Soul, the one that belonged to him, was still trembling slightly, like a newly forged artifact, not yet fully stabilized. He slowly raised his hand and drew out a Supreme Transformation Source Crystal from his storage crystal core. With a light touch of his fingertips, the crystal emitted a tranquil and profound silver-white radiance, like a piece of solidified moonlight, carrying an absolutely balanced Dao rhythm. Without hesitation, he swallowed it directly into his body.
In that instant, the silvery-white light rapidly spread along his meridians, like gentle yet irresistible rivers, reorganizing the chaotic Dao energy within his body. Every broken Dao foundation pattern slowly closed the moment the light touched it, and those nearly broken causal chains were reconnected. The special page deep within his Fate Soul began to stop trembling.
Instead, it became increasingly clear and substantial, as if it had been solidified again by an invisible force. The power of the Supreme Transformation Source Crystal did not bring any violent impact, but rather recalibrated his entire existence in an almost absolutely stable way.
The conflict between the True Annihilation Power within his body and the void outside gradually dissipated, all unstable fluctuations were slowly smoothed out, and his breathing returned to evenness at this moment. The fatigue in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a deeper calm and concentration, as if he had undergone a complete "reset" and "solidification".
Just as his aura completely stabilized, the sea of books at the center of the Earth Realm suddenly trembled slightly, and a faint grayish-white light slowly emerged from the depths of the void. The light was not a solid entity, but rather a wisp of something that was neither smoke nor light, slowly coalescing among the billions of pages.
As if extracted from the "unwritten part," a colorless jade box formed by the Wind of Realm Breaking quietly appeared. Its surface was without any patterns and so transparent that it was almost Does Not Exist. Only when light and shadow fell into it did a faint outline appear.
Qin Yu's gaze narrowed slightly as he slowly reached out. Guided by his will, the jade box gently opened. In an instant, a pale gray pill-like shadow slowly emerged, about the size of a thumb, yet it exuded an immeasurable weight, as if infinite dimensions were compressed within it. The pill-like shadow was translucent, with countless tiny fragments slowly rotating, annihilating, and regenerating inside, each cycle bringing with it subtle fluctuations of nothingness.
As if achieving a higher level of balance between constant evolution and return, the moment he touched the pill's shadow with his divine soul, his mind experienced a brief misalignment. When he closed his eyes, the pill was clearly present, but when he opened them, it seemed as if it had never appeared. Only his "Breaking Perception," which had reached the Supreme Realm Breaking, could truly lock onto its existence. It was an infinitely compressed nascent form of a Mystic Void Core, surrounded by shattered dimensional remnants, like a world seed that had not yet fully taken shape.
Before he could speak, his shoulder suddenly felt light, and a small figure leaped out with a "snap." Xiao Yue landed lightly on his right shoulder, her toes touching the air, her blue-green skirt swaying slightly. She tilted her head, looking at the phantom, a glint of excitement flashing in her eyes.
She couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Oh ho, isn't this the legendary Endless Pill?" She reached out and pointed at the pill's shadow in the air, as if confirming something. Then her eyes curved into crescents, and her tone was a mix of teasing and surprise, "Hehe, Little Qinzi, you've struck it rich again! This thing is no ordinary thing. It's a treasure that can help you stabilize your foundation when transitioning from the Realm Breaking Realm · Supreme Mystic Void. You're currently at the Realm Breaking Realm · Supreme, what an incredible opportunity!"
She gently swung her leg as she spoke, her tone becoming more serious. "Although your Fate Soul has stabilized, that 'narrative rewriting' just now pushed your foundation to Threshold point. This Endless Pill can help you completely solidify that 'unfinished Profound Mystic Void Core,' otherwise, if you take another step forward, you could easily fall into thin air."
Qin Yu's gaze darkened slightly as he watched the pill's shadow gently spinning in the void. His fingertips slowly tightened; he didn't swallow it immediately, but instead quietly sensed the "both existent Does Not Exist" fluctuations it contained.
A slight ripple spread across the exclusive page deep within his Fate Soul, resonating faintly with Dan Ying. A faint smile slowly curved his lips, and his aura became even more restrained and unfathomable at this moment.
He had already stepped onto the threshold, just one step away. Amidst the silent sea of books, countless earthen-yellow pages slowly floated, their weighty narrative aura rising and falling like the breath of ancient earth in the depths of the void. Qin Yu in the center, his gaze fixed on the floating Endless Pill. With a slight flick of his fingertips, the pill's shadow trembled gently. He no longer hesitated.
He slowly sat cross-legged, his body hovering in the void as if landing on an invisible Master Book. The surrounding pages spontaneously receded three zhang, as if making way for a quiet place belonging to the "breakthrough".
He raised his hand and slowly guided the wisp of ethereal, yet not smoky, cinnabar shadow into his palm. The cinnabar shadow vanished the moment it touched his soul, transforming into a faint yet irresistible "Wind of Realm Breaking" that flowed directly into his body through his palm.
The next instant, the heavens and earth trembled, and all the laws within Qin Yu's body shattered simultaneously.
It wasn't destroyed by external force, but rather it began to disintegrate from within. The exclusive page within his Fate Soul trembled first, and every causal line on the page began to peel away automatically, breaking the narrative chains he controlled.
The entire logical system that had been built was dismantled as if by an invisible hand, collapsing layer by layer. Sword intent, Dao principles, causal chains, and the structure of the Fate Soul all entered a state of "active destruction" at this moment.
Qin Yu's eyes were tightly closed, and veins bulged on his forehead. He neither tried to stop it nor stabilize it. Instead, he suppressed his instinctive resistance with his will and guided the collapsing force in the opposite direction. Each fragment of the shattering law was captured by his divine soul as it detached.
Transforming into wisps of extremely fine "Breaking Intent," it sank into the deepest part of the Fate Soul. It was an extremely pure intent of destruction, without structure or form, leaving only the essence of "being able to destroy everything."
Time stretched out at this moment. In the sea of books, there was no day or night. Only the rhythm of the pages opening and closing recorded his changes. His aura gradually declined from its initial strength. The light of his Fate Soul was extinguished little by little. His foundation was as if it had been completely hollowed out. He seemed to have returned to the original "nothingness". Everything he had accumulated was stripped away.
That feeling was like personally tearing myself apart into nothingness; I don't know how much time passed.
When the last shatterable barrier completely dissipated, Qin Yu's body was devoid of any complete rules, leaving only a blank space within his Fate Soul. Within that blank space resided countless fragments of "Breaking Intent," intertwined yet no longer attached to any structure. He entered a state unlike any he had ever experienced before.
Unbreakable, at this very moment, the core of Dan Ying, the "Mystic Void Core," suddenly awakened.
An extremely faint fluctuation emerged from the deepest part of his Fate Soul; it was not power, but rather an "emptiness."
Qin Yu's consciousness was stretched infinitely at this moment. He no longer felt his physical body, nor his soul, and even the concept of "himself" was slowly fading away. He seemed to be in a boundless existence.
That existence belongs neither to nothingness nor to any known state; all thoughts seem superfluous within it, and all definitions seem cumbersome.
A thought suddenly occurred to him: if even "breaking" Does Not Exist, then what's left?
The instant that thought arose, that point of Mystic Void Core trembled slightly.
Qin Yu's consciousness suddenly sank. He didn't try to grasp or possess it, but touched it in a way that was almost "giving up." That touch had no action, no intention, only a very faint "existence."
The next moment, the world Annihilation, and billions of pages simultaneously lost their meaning. All narratives, causes and effects, logic, and dimensions froze in the same instant. The entire Earth Realm was covered by an indescribable state, which was neither nothingness nor emptiness, but a level of existence where "nothingness" existed. The pages stopped turning, the words ceased flowing, and even time lost its basis for continuity.
Qin Yu's figure slowly emerged within that domain.
His body reformed, but no longer depended on any rules. His Fate Soul no longer needed structural support. His existence itself had transcended the realm of "being written." He stood there, yet he was not in any position. His aura was calm, yet the rules of the entire secret realm yielded on their own.
As the Mystic Void Kong rang out, his eyes slowly opened, devoid of light yet reflecting all laws.
The entire sea of books resumed its operation within his sight, but this time, it was no longer dominated by a predetermined narrative, but rather unfolded around his existence. Page after page slowly revealed new traces of the Dao beside him, which were the "compilation marks" he left behind. Narrative logic no longer bound him, but became a vehicle that he could manipulate at will.
He slowly stood up, the pages of the book beneath his feet naturally solidifying.
The Mystic Void Core within his body had stabilized, the Breaking Intent dissipated, and transformed into a deeper state of existence. His breathing was extremely light, yet it stirred the rhythm of the billions of pages around him. Before his thoughts even arose, he could already touch upon all the rules.
At the edge of the Realm Breaking, the Mystic Void was newly formed. Qin Yu stood in the center of the sea of books, his aura extremely restrained, yet it covered the entire Earth Secret Realm invisibly. He did not exert any outward pressure, yet this space completely acknowledged his existence.
He has already entered the Mystic Void Realm Initial Stage.