After the Limitless Final Abyss opened, Qin Yu took a step forward, and the path formed by "nothingness" quietly converged beneath his feet. The last dimensional boundary closed behind him, as if it had never been torn apart. In the next instant, his figure had already fallen into a strange and ancient world.
The world Ji Ran, but it had not fallen into deathly stillness.
What came into view was a land torn apart to the point of almost losing its "integrity." A huge, broken halo hung in the sky, like a severed sun hanging at the edge of the heavens. The light was not warm, but rather carried an Ultimate cold afterglow, as if the light was not shining, but some kind of remnant that had not been completely extinguished burning. The entire sky was covered with crack-like light marks, as if the marks torn by countless terrifying forces were still slowly healing but could never be closed.
On the earth, countless bizarre, bone-spur-like structures rose from the ground. They were neither rocks nor living things, but rather "rules of collapse" forcibly frozen by some force. Each bone spur was twisted and torn, exhibiting a sharpness that transcended matter, as if even space itself would be sliced open with an imperceptible crack the moment it touched them.
Countless fragments were scattered on the ground, some resembling giant creatures of the past, others like the collapsed essence of laws. A river meandered, but it was not water; rather, it was a gray liquid with a faint luster. As it flowed, it constantly emitted faint ripples of Annihilation. With each ripple spreading outwards, the surrounding space would gently collapse by an inch.
In the distance, a desolate ancient domain lay silently submerged in the mist. Broken, colossal structures tilted and fractured, half-buried city walls jutting into the void, and broken stone pillars floated in the air, slowly rotating.
It's as if time has lost its unified flow here. Occasionally, a very thin crack flashes between the sky and the earth. The crack is not a spatial rift, but rather more like "existence" itself having a thin film shaved off.
Qin Yu amidst all of this, Qin Yu's robes fluttered gently, his gaze calm, yet in that instant he clearly sensed that this was not merely a place of ruin, but a "final destination" forcibly preserved after being utterly shattered.
Three figures slowly appeared behind him.
The Void Finality Saint Emperor's gaze fell upon this world, and he seemed to be struck by something instantly, his breath catching in his throat for a moment. He slowly raised his head, looking at the broken halo, his voice low yet carrying an uncontrollable tremor, "Master... this is it, this is the homeland of us three brothers."
The Primordial Dao-Extinguishing True Emperor slowly stepped forward, his gaze sweeping over the broken ancient domain. Deep within his eyes, it seemed as if some extremely distant memory had been forcibly torn open. "I don't know how many epochs have passed... We have finally returned to this original place." His voice was not loud, but it carried a heavy feeling surging from the depths of time.
The Eternal Annihilation Heavenly Emperor took a deep breath. The moment he inhaled, a rare fluctuation appeared in his aura. He then slowly bowed his head, cupping his hands in a gesture of respect to Qin Yu, his voice filled with undisguised reverence and gratitude, "Thanks to Master, if it weren't for you, we probably would never have been able to return."
Qin Yu looked at the three of them without saying much. His gaze slowly swept across the world, the broken structures, the shattered halo, the river flowing with the liquid of Annihilation —each element overlapping another layer of imagery in his perception.
That wasn't now, but in the past.
It was a great war that covered the entire world. The rules were torn apart, existence was rewritten, and some kind of power beyond comprehension erupted here, crushing the entire world into its current state of ruin.
He didn't delve into the details, but simply said softly, "Let's go." His voice trailed off.
He looked at the three of them, "You lead the way."
The three beast kings nodded simultaneously, their expressions completely composed, regaining their calm and collected demeanor from the emotional turmoil of moments before. "Yes, Master."
The Void Finality Saint Emperor took a step forward, the space beneath his feet slightly collapsing. He raised his hand and pointed to the half-submerged ancient domain in the distance. "Our main purpose in returning is the legacy left to us by our parents." His gaze tightened slightly. "Hopefully... it hasn't been found by those dark creatures."
The Primordial Dao-Extinguishing True Emperor added in a low voice, "If it were discovered... that place would probably no longer be the same as before."
The Eternal Annihilation Heavenly Emperor remained silent, only glancing up at the tattered halo before his gaze returned to the distance, a chilling killing intent flickering deep within his eyes.
Qin Yu did not respond; he simply walked away.
The moment the foot landed, the river flowing with gray, Annihilation liquid beneath its feet trembled slightly, ripples spreading outwards. The surrounding bone-spiky structures vibrated slightly, and the ancient domain in the distance seemed to be awakened for a moment.
The four figures moved forward, slowly stepping into the deepest part of that place, torn apart by hundreds of eras of war.
The Eternal Annihilation Heavenly Emperor slowly raised his gaze, his pupils, which had once reflected the end of eternity, now resting on the distorted world before him. His voice was deep, yet carried an irresistible guiding force.
The waves gently rippled through this shattered world. "Master, this place is closest to my homeland. Let's head to my territory first." Qin Yu didn't ask any further questions, only his gaze flickered slightly, and he nodded calmly, "Okay."
The next instant, the Eternal Annihilation Heavenly Emperor took a step forward, and the river flowing with the Ash Stream of Annihilation beneath his feet suddenly lost its direction. The entire river froze the moment his foot landed, and the surface of the river, as if frozen in time, was flattened into a waveless mirror by an invisible will. What was reflected in the mirror was not reality, but fragments of cause and effect that had long been broken. As the four figures passed by, a ripple spread slightly across the mirror, and those fragments collapsed rapidly in the ripples, like history that had been completely denied.
Space is no longer continuous; with each step taken, the world temporarily loses its meaning of "connection".
The scene ahead gradually changed. The twisted bone spur structure began to collapse, turning into strands of dark gray threads suspended in the air. These threads intertwined with each other, yet could never form a complete structure. They were not matter, but rather like chains of cause and effect that had been forcibly severed. Each broken section slowly emitted dim points of light, which quickly extinguished after falling into the void, leaving no trace of their existence.
Further ahead, the world suddenly opened up, with a vast, desolate region stretching to the horizon.
It was the remains of a realm that had been completely torn apart. The sky was no longer whole, but was cut into overlapping layers by countless cracks. Each layer of the sky showed a different flow of time, some as slow as stagnation, some as rapid as collapse, and in some areas, the stars in the sky were falling backward, and then returning to their original positions in the trajectory of falling, repeating the cycle, but never truly closing.
On the earth, there were no mountains or rivers, only enormous, indescribable "remnants of spiritual energy."
Those remnants, like hollowed-out cosmic hearts, floated in mid-air, their interiors empty, yet constantly emitting dark streams of light. These streams of light fell to the ground, transforming into countless fragmented soul shadows, each of which was repeating an action that had long since ended, as if carrying out a will that could never be completed.
There was no wind in the air, yet there was sound.
The sound did not come from outside, but slowly seeped out from the space itself, like countless severed destinies whispering at the same time, fragmented, chaotic, and impossible to piece together, yet it truly existed. The moment any consciousness touched these sounds, it would be dragged into those unfinished "causal echoes".
Qin Yu stepped into this area. The moment his foot landed, the ground didn't tremble, but instead slightly caved inward, as if what supported him wasn't soil, but an extremely thin layer of existence. His gaze narrowed slightly.
In this region, "cause and effect" is no longer a thread, but a piece of debris that has been completely torn apart and is floating. "Soul" no longer belongs to the individual, but is scattered into countless fragments that cannot be pieced back together. "Spiritual source" becomes the last foundation that supports all of this remaining existence.
This is a final realm where "cause and effect, soul, and spiritual source" have been simultaneously severed.
The Eternal Annihilation Heavenly Emperor stopped, slowly raised his hand, and pointed to the deepest fractured core in the distance. The space there had completely collapsed into a black abyss. There was neither light nor darkness in the abyss, only a blankness "after the end." "This... is the core of my original realm." His voice became extremely low, as if it came from the far end of time.
The gaze of the Primordial Dao-Extinguishing True Emperor also turned heavy. He slowly scanned the area, his fingertips trembling slightly. "The aura from back then... is still there, but it has been torn to pieces, almost unrecognizable."
The Void Finality Saint Emperor slowly nodded, his gaze falling on the floating remnants of cause and effect. His voice carried a suppressed chill, "Yes, elder brother is right. This place is closest to elder brother's territory, and it was also the area that the mysterious army attacked first."
The instant those words fell, a silent echo seemed to be gently awakened between heaven and earth. The suspended threads of cause and effect suddenly trembled slightly, and several fragmented scenes flashed through the air—countless black shadows traversed the realm, rules collapsed beneath their feet, spiritual energy was forcibly extracted, and the entire world was pressed into "end" in a mere instant.
Qin Yu stood still, silent, his gaze slowly narrowing.
In his mind, a long-forgotten memory was gently stirred up—when he and Azure Ring subdued the Three Emperors, they had speculated about the destruction of this Limitless Final Abyss. It was an extremely terrifying power, which even led them to a conjecture.
The conjecture about the Source Dao Supreme Return Emperor's -- Heaven-Devouring Dao-Extinguishing Army was at the time merely a matter of deduction and logical assembly.
There is no evidence, and no confirmation.
And now, standing in this true Final Abyss, gazing upon the utterly torn causality and spiritual source, upon the rifts that even time could not mend, a remarkably clear feeling slowly coalesced within him—
The destruction here is not simply a matter of overwhelming force, but rather a elimination at the level of rules.
He didn't speak, but his gaze lowered slightly. This journey to the Limitless Final Abyss was no longer just about finding the inheritance of the Three Sovereigns.
Instead, we must find out whether it was actually that particular legion that intervened in the first place.