When the Boundaries Shattered, the Dao Descended

In that instant, the Five-Colored Realm Breaking Luan slowly spread its wings high in the sky. Without any warning, the world fell into an Ultimate silence, as if even the thought of "what is about to happen" was suppressed. Then, those wings, burning to their Ultimate, gently fluttered. Before the movement was even fully unfolded, the "boundary" surrounding the entire Azure Wood Divine Forest began to break.

The sky was like a giant piece of glass torn open by an invisible force, cracks spreading wildly from the side of the phoenix, traversing the eight directions of heaven and earth. The boundary between life and death collapsed simultaneously in everyone's consciousness. Many cultivators couldn't even distinguish whether they were alive or dead at this moment. The boundary between immortals and mortals shattered, and the distinction between cultivation and physical body instantly became blurred.

Someone was still casting a spell when they discovered their spiritual power was turning to dust along with their flesh and blood. The chain of cause and effect snapped high in the sky. The defense they had just cast hadn't even taken shape before its "cause" vanished, and the spell collapsed halfway through. Past and future overlapped in that instant.

Some cultivators saw images of their impending death flash before their eyes, and the next moment, those images became reality. The spatial boundary between this place and that place was torn into countless fragments, and the distant mountains and forests and the nearby formations began to overlap and misalign. The entire battlefield was like being dragged into a painting that was being shattered.

A shower of multicolored feathers exploded across the sky, each ray of light like a shattered piece of cosmic wall, dazzlingly beautiful to the point of being sacred, yet carrying an aura of absolute destruction. They did not fall to the ground, but remained eternally suspended in the air, splitting and splitting again, leaving trails of destruction in their wake.

The existence of all "realms" was completely shattered. A Rogue Cultivator had just raised his hand to unleash a protective divine light when, in the next moment, his entire being, along with the act of "protection," was disintegrated into multicolored particles. Even the process of being "killed" Does Not Exist, leaving only a sense of emptiness that spread wildly in the hearts of the surrounding cultivators.

"Hold on!! Don't panic!! The formation mustn't break!!" Hua Jingmeng almost roared, suppressing the blood in his throat. He pressed his hands tightly against the blood-gold book screen, his fingertips trembling. The entire runic sky screen shook wildly, page after page of the book's patterns being torn apart and forcibly pieced back together by the feather light. Some of the Hua Lineage disciples knelt down, their life runes shattering, yet they still gritted their teeth and roared, "Fill it up! Whoever's position collapses, they take their place!"

On the Shangguan Lineage's side, the spatial prism wall twisted violently under the attack, and dozens of layers of space collapsed on the spot. Shangguan Xingci spat out a mouthful of blood, but his voice showed no sign of backing down, "The seventh layer has collapsed! Shuheng, quickly fix it!!" Shangguan Shuheng's entire arm was swallowed by the space.

He gritted his teeth and forced his life Fate Soul into the fractured spatial rift, shouting, "Hold on for five breaths!! I'll make up for it!!" The silver-white light patterns frantically reconstructed, and the sky wall trembled repeatedly between collapse and reconstruction, yet it stubbornly withstood the direct tearing of the feather light.

Within the Chi Lineage's formation, the Wheel of Cause and Effect was nearly thrown off balance by this attack. Its edges crumbled and were forcibly pulled back. Chi Chengyu roared, "Lock up cause and effect! Whoever's existence loosens this, I'll personally extract their soul!" Chi Ruoyao's forehead was covered in cold sweat, her hands pressed tightly against the wheel's core.

"Everyone synchronize with me! Don't mess up the formation's logic!" Chi Yueyin's voice was as cold as a knife. "Anyone who can't hold on will have to bite their life force to survive!" The roulette wheel spun more and more wildly, and the beams of Fate Soul light were almost extinguished, but it still maintained its final stability.

The Ju Lineage's soundscape shattered into pieces under the impact of the feather light, its melodies torn to shreds. Blood trickled from Ju Junyao's throat, yet he forcefully suppressed the rhythm, "The main note cannot be broken! If it is, we will all be wiped out!" Ju Muyao's voice was slightly hoarse.

Yet he remained calm. "Tail rhythm locked! We must hold on!" Countless sound waves overlapped and vibrated in the air, weakening the colorful fragments of light layer by layer. Although they could not completely block them, they gave the formation a glimmer of hope.

Outside the formations of the Lineage, the battlefield completely collapsed into a chaotic tidal wave.

"Save me!! I don't want to die!!" someone screamed frantically, but the sound was torn apart by the feather light as soon as it left their mouth, and even the "sound" itself disappeared; "Block it! Block it!!" another person had just put up a shield when their whole body split open from the middle, and there wasn't even time for blood to splatter; countless defensive divine powers lit up in the sky at the same time, and then all went out in the next instant, like pieces of light that were forcibly wiped away.

Amidst this near-out-of-control destruction, the second figure finally moved.

The mysterious, unfathomable entity in the Mystic Void trembled slightly high above. No flames rose, nor did any light burst forth; yet, for a moment, heaven and earth were utterly "empty."

The phoenix, Mystic Void First Nirvana, makes no sound, no ripples, no trace.

The awareness of "what is happening" in everyone's hearts suddenly snapped, as if their thoughts were cut off at the root. Many cultivators were still in the posture of casting spells, but in this instant they forgot what they were doing, or even who they were. Some people opened their mouths, but could not make any sound, because the concept of "sound" was removed at this moment. The world was deathly silent, and even silence became superfluous.

The Great Dao collapsed in that instant. The laws that were originally in operation froze in mid-air, then faded away layer by layer, as if their meaning had been burned away by an invisible fire. Annihilation itself lost the meaning of "annihilation." Everything was dragged into a state that even "nothingness" could not describe. Some cultivators who had just been resisting...

The next moment, he vanished completely, and no one around him remembered that he had ever existed, leaving only a strange emptiness spreading in the air.

"... Just now... was something missing...?" A cultivator stammered, but before he could finish his sentence, he vanished along with his words, as if he had never been there at all.

The Lineage' formations trembled violently under this attack. The Hua Lineage screen dimmed several layers instantly, large blank gaps appeared in the Shangguan Lineage's spatial sky wall, the Chi Lineage's causal wheel briefly lost its rotation rhythm, and the Ju Lineage's sound sea had an entire beat erased. All the stewards felt a chill in their hearts at this moment, but none of them dared to stop.

Hua Jingmeng bit her tongue, forcing herself to stay awake, "Everyone—hold on! Don't let consciousness break!!"

Shangguan Jinyan's voice was deep, "Lock your mind! Don't let yourself disappear!!"

Chi Chengyu practically roared, "Remember who you are!! Remember this!!"

Ju Anran shouted coldly, "As long as the sound continues, the people will not perish! Continue to stabilize the formation!!"

The four great formations trembled violently within this Mystic Void Nirvana Realm. All the disciples were barely holding on to their "self" with sheer willpower, while the cultivators outside the formations vanished in droves at this moment, leaving no trace of their deaths.

Azure Wood Divine Forest has fallen into an indescribable apocalypse.

Before the battlefield, torn apart yet forcibly maintained, could recover from the oppressive power of the two Source Beasts, the densely packed Dao Shadow Soldier, spreading out like a tidal wave, had already begun to move deep within the Azure Wood Divine Forest.

Without orders, without hesitation, they simply moved forward simultaneously.

In an instant, countless golden and blue lights burst forth from the forest, each figure trailing a thin golden ribbon, like countless stretched afterimages of time. The entire world was covered by that breathtakingly orderly rhythm of movement, as if the entire battlefield had been dragged into a cycle of some kind of "single action".

"They're here!! Block them!!"

The cultivators on the outermost edge had barely reacted when, in the next instant, the first row of Dao Shadow Soldier had already crashed into the crowd.

There was no explosion, no loud noise, only the sound of "returning."

Just as a Realm Breaking Realm · Middle Stage cultivator unleashed his natal magic weapon, before its radiance had fully unfolded, an invisible Origin-Returning Blade pierced through his chest. His protective divine power, physical body, and Fate Soul were simultaneously disintegrated into fine particles, the particles not even scattering...

Instead, it was directly absorbed by the energy flow within the Dao Shadow Soldier's body, transforming into an even denser golden-blue Dao power. "Run!! Run fast!!! Don't try to take it head-on!!!"

Before he could finish speaking, the speaker's entire arm had vanished, as if a part of his existence had been erased. He stared in horror at his broken shoulder, but before he could even feel any pain, he was pierced by a second beam of light and shadow, turning into countless particles that merged into the boundless tide of Dao Shadow Soldier.

The powerful Holy Clan warriors roared, unleashing dozens of divine rays that exploded simultaneously, forming a blazing sea of light that attempted to annihilate the charging Dao Shadow Soldier. However, the moment the light touched the Dao Shadow Soldier's bodies, it was decomposed in the opposite direction, its light, heat, and energy all being extracted.

Transforming into tiny particles that flowed back, the figure of the Dao Shadow Soldier became even more solid. In the next instant, the entire Holy Clan formation was torn apart, and rows of cultivators were neatly cut off as if by invisible blades, leaving not even a corpse behind.

The Ancient God Clan cultivators roared as they transformed into demons, their bodies swelling exponentially, demonic flames soaring into the sky, attempting to crush the light and shadow with primal violence. However, the Dao Shadow Soldier had no concept of "direct confrontation," their figures weaving through the demonic flames, each swing of the Origin-Returning Blade...

Each of them would directly "naturalize" a part of that enormous demonic body. Half of an Ancient God Clan cultivator's body disappeared instantly. He was still in the posture of throwing a punch when, in the next moment, his entire body turned into a ball of flowing energy and was swallowed up by the entire legion.

The Profound Heaven Clan's star map rotated high in the sky, attempting to construct a barrier of order. However, the moment the Dao Shadow Soldier stepped into the star map, the stars began to disintegrate, and the light points were extracted one by one. The entire star map was hollowed out and collapsed rapidly. The cultivators sitting in the star map didn't even have time to react before their Fate Soul were directly stripped from their bodies and dissipated as light particles.

Screams, roars, and cries for help rose and fell, only to abruptly cease one after another.

The entire outer battlefield transformed into a ruthless harvest within mere breaths—no resistance, no stalemate.

There was only one-sided slaughter, and in this blood-red inferno, the two Primordial Chaos Origin Beast Huang, moved once again.

The Five-Colored Realm Breaking Luan slowly raised its head. At that moment, everyone in the Lineage' formation felt a tremor from their "self-boundaries." The next instant, it spoke.

There was no sound.

But a deafening roar of "Boundary Collapse" exploded directly in the deepest recesses of every living being's consciousness.

"Who I am..."

Before a disciple of the Hua Lineage could even finish the hand seals, his gaze was already vacant. He looked at his hands but couldn't confirm if they were "himself." The next instant, his entire body shattered at the edge of the formation, without even experiencing the concept of "death."

"Stay calm!! Remember yourself!! Don't let your name fall apart!!" Hua Jingmeng roared through gritted teeth, his voice echoing through the array, trying to pull back those consciousnesses on the verge of collapse, but his eyes were already bloodshot, Fate Soul was trembling wildly under this "ring".

Within the Shangguan Lineage's ranks, a disciple suddenly stopped moving, a dazed smile appearing on his lips. "So... I never Does Not Exist..." The next moment, his entire body transformed into multicolored fragments of light, dissipating along with any trace of his existence.

The Chi Lineage's Wheel of Cause and Effect trembled violently, and the Fate Soul of many disciples began to lose their anchors. Chi Chengyu roared, "Lock names!! Lock identities!! Don't let the cause and effect break!!"

The Ju Lineage's music went off-beat for a moment, a huge void appeared in the soundscape, Ju Junyao's voice was hoarse, "Continue! Keep it steady!! Don't stop!!"

But the cry of "Cry of Peace" continued, and memories, identities, causes and effects, names, everything was being torn apart, turning into a dazzling yet deadly rain of colors, and the entire battlefield seemed to be falling into a state of "complete peace".

And following closely behind was another, even more untouchable existence.

The phoenix, without making a move, underwent a rebirth, at which point even the senses themselves were stripped away.

There was no sound, no light, no darkness, not even "nothingness".

Within the ranks of the Lineage, some roared in anger, only to find they could not hear their own voices; others tried to form hand seals, only to discover that their hands were no longer considered "movements." All senses were erased in that instant, and even the perception of "losing senses" Does Not Exist.

Hua Jingmeng's body jolted violently, her chest caved in an inch, and blood gushed out silently; Shangguan Jinyan's eyes darkened, and a large area of blank space appeared in the entire spatial barrier; Shangguan Xingci knelt down on the spot, his Fate Soul almost being extracted;

Ju Junyao and Ju Muyao both coughed up blood, the music broke and was forcibly restored; Chi Chengyu swayed, huge cracks appeared in the Wheel of Cause and Effect, Chi Ruoyao was almost dragged out of the center of the formation, her face pale.

The formations of the Lineage were on the verge of collapse at this moment.

The outer disciples fell in droves, either directly assimilated by the Dao Shadow Soldier or completely annihilated by the pressure of the two Source Beasts. Tens of thousands of cultivators were wiped out in a very short time, and the remaining people were almost entirely sustained by their willpower.

"We can't break the formation... we can't break it..." "Hold on for just one more breath... hold on for just one more breath..."

"Whoever falls... whoever takes their place..." The voices were broken and intermittent, but no one retreated. The entire battlefield, in the deepest part of the destruction, was still held up by four crumbling formations.