Beside the Three Lives Stone, the flames of war surged, and heaven and earth were torn apart and pieced back together by countless divine powers. At the very core of this utterly shattered battlefield, two figures stood facing each other. All the clamor was forcibly suppressed in that instant, as if even space itself was making way for this duel.
Lin Jingzhe, his robes stained with blood, stood ramrod straight, his gaze deep and unfathomable. Luo Xinghe, on the other hand, stood in mid-air, his aura arrogant, his eyes filled with control and mockery. The void between the two began to collapse layer by layer, the causal chain snapped on its own, forming a silent domain of absolute confrontation.
Lin Jingzhe slowly raised his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly. His voice was deep yet carried an unwavering will. "The Boundless Realm Divine Sect... is not yet doomed." Before his words even finished, his aura suddenly deepened, as if something of the most essential essence had been stripped away from his very being. His fingertips emitted neither light nor shadow, yet they caused everyone around him to lose focus for a moment, as if drawn into them by an invisible force. He took a step forward, pointing directly at Luo Xinghe, his voice suddenly exploding. "Non-Extinction Tribulation Finger—!"
That single finger strike, without the release of any energy or dazzling light, instantly stripped the world of its color by a strange will.
The entire space began to gradually fade to gray and white, the light was withdrawn, and the outlines of everything softened. Visible, transparent ripples spread through the void, like invisible waves, and with each ripple, the air rippled like glass.
Dust dissipated in the air, turning into tiny specks of light that vanished. The edges of the collapsed mountain in the distance melted away, rock fragments and dust mingling together, the once sharp edges completely deformed, even the boundaries of existence were gradually erased.
This finger directly locked onto Luo Xinghe, and in an instant, the edges of his aura were as if sliced open by a sharp blade, instantly dissipating. The outline of his robes rapidly blurred, the texture of the fabric diffused in the air, and his figure gradually faded away at a visible speed.
His entire body transformed into a dissolving ink stain, silently spreading and extending in this faded world. Every inch of his skin was being "dissolved" by the space, and even the mist he exhaled turned into faint phantoms, no longer able to coalesce into a complete form.
Luo Xinghe's pupils contracted slightly for a moment, then he sneered, his voice filled with undisguised contempt. "A mere trick, yet you dare to speak of 'Formless' before me?" He abruptly formed a hand seal, palms facing each other, fingertips pointing upwards. A surge of profound primordial energy instantly condensed, swallowing up the light between heaven and Mystic Void. Space seemed to be compressed by an invisible hand, shrinking layer by layer. His voice, at this moment, was deep and resonant. "Annihilation Heavenly Light —Open!!!"
Between his palms, a ball of grayish-white light slowly bloomed. It didn't radiate blinding light, yet it forcibly suppressed the "flow" of the entire world in that instant. The light curtain spread out like an endless tide, and wherever it passed, everything froze instantly, with flying pebbles suspended in mid-air.
A disciple's sword, swung in the distance, stopped halfway, even the trajectory of the dripping blood was frozen in the air. The entire battlefield seemed to be sealed in a transparent amber, with only Luo Xinghe's heartbeat echoing in the silence.
Lin Jingzhe's finger struck directly into the Annihilation Heavenly Light. Two completely different laws clashed at that moment: the erosion of "Formless" and the freezing of "Annihilation" erupted simultaneously. Wherever the finger's force touched, the gray-white light curtain twisted in concentric circles, like cold liquid being thrown into molten iron.
Violent tremors erupted as transparent ripples and grayish-white light layers intertwined and tore at each other. The void was repeatedly reconstructed and torn apart between the two, with outlines dissolving on one side and existence freezing on the other. The two opposing laws collided wildly in the same space.
"Disperse!!!" Lin Jingzhe roared, and the force in his fingers surged forward again. The edge of the light screen around Luo Xinghe shattered in response, and the gray-white protective shield was eroded and blurred inch by inch, even the static state of space was forcibly torn apart.
His figure blurred and faded again, and a visible melting mark appeared on one of his shoulders, his form gradually disintegrating.
Luo Xinghe's expression changed drastically. His hands trembled violently, and the Mystic Void Seal expanded abruptly. His voice was deep and furious. "You think you can still suppress me? Give me—Suppress!!!"
The Annihilation Heavenly Light contracted and then exploded again in an instant, the gray-white light curtain surging back like a giant wave, completely compressing the entire space. Lin Jingzhe's finger force was forcibly "frozen" at this moment; the originally formless and Formless finger intent was actually fixed in mid-air.
Like an invisible, yet immobile thread, the gray-white light surged upwards in the next instant, completely engulfing the Non-Extinction Tribulation Finger.
Boom--!!!
Without a sound, a shockwave of "meaning collapse" exploded between heaven and earth. The entire area around the Three Lives Stone sank violently, and space collapsed and reassembled as if it had been crushed. Disciples from both sides who were fighting fiercely in the distance were all blown away by the aftershocks, their protective bodies Fate Soul shattered, and even the Three Lives Stone itself developed fine cracks.
Lin Jingzhe groaned, his body blasted back several steps by the recoil. His breathing became erratic, and he forced back a mouthful of blood, which still spilled from the corner of his mouth. His fingertips trembled slightly, and the power of the Formless was completely suppressed back into his body.
Luo Xinghe merely flickered, the gray-white light screen slowly receding. He stood in place, his aura still powerful, a cold smile playing on his lips, his eyes filled with contempt and control. "Old ghost Lin, your 'Formless' is ultimately still a step behind mine."
Lin Jingzhe slowly raised his head, his gaze still cold, but now tinged with a heavy weight, and the killing intent rose once more between heaven and earth.
The void at the center of the battlefield continued to crack, the remaining Annihilation Heavenly Light had not yet completely dissipated, and the stagnant gray aura and the aftershocks of the Formless intertwined and twisted in the air. Lin Jingzhe forcibly steadied himself, his chest heaving with blood and qi, yet he did not retreat a single step. He looked up and stared intently at Luo Xinghe, his eyes burning with a fierce will, his voice low yet as heavy as a hammer blow. "It's not over yet... Don't get too cocky!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand, and his palm slowly opened. A vertical line split open from his palm. It was not a tear in flesh and blood, but the peeling away of the "boundary of existence". An absolute void that could not be illuminated by any light opened in his palm. The aura of the entire world collapsed briefly at this moment. Light, sound, dust and air within a radius of hundreds of feet were simultaneously drawn away and converged into his palm.
"Ten Thousand Causes Return to Void —open!!!"
Lin Jingzhe let out a furious roar that exploded with a deafening sound, and the vertical line in his palm was completely torn apart, bursting open with a bang. The space inside that vertical hole was not darkness, but an absolute void where even the concept of "darkness" could not be established—dead silence, nothingness, and unfathomable depth.
A silent, waveless force of absorption swept across the area instantly, formless and intangible, yet irresistible. The surrounding rocks rose up in response, were forcibly stripped from the mountainside, and turned into fine powder that was swept into that empty space.
The shattered array patterns dissipated inch by inch, not even a trace of the remaining laws of heaven and earth could escape, being forcibly extracted, compressed, and concentrated. The entire space began to collapse madly towards the point in the palm of his hand.
The distant sky, like a cheap canvas, contracted inwards, squeezing the void into an extremely thin crack. The entire world seemed to be folded and pinched together by an invisible hand, eventually shrinking into a dense node that was almost infinitely small. Even time seemed to freeze and converge at this moment.
For the first time, Luo Xinghe's figure noticeably shifted backward. His robes were tugged by the suction, and long cracks appeared in the void beneath his feet. His gaze darkened, then his smile grew even colder, "You've finally shown me something decent." He pointed at Lin Jingzhe, his voice suddenly lowering, carrying a chilling sense of control, "Unfortunately... you still can't see the difference."
He lightly lifted his fingertips, slowly drawing a smooth arc in the air. There was no earth-shattering movement, yet it seemed as if an invisible force was pulling it, and a silvery-white phantom river instantly condensed into form. This river did not flow with the current, but rather went against the normal trajectory, rolling back from its distant end to its source, each ripple carrying a profound sense of time travel.
The entire world seemed to have been brought to the fore, and the previously hidden threads of cause and effect were completely revealed. Countless golden rays of light extended from Lin Jingzhe's body, crisscrossing and connecting the past and the future. And those trajectories that originally pointed to the future were forcibly reversed under the pull of the silvery-white river, extending in the opposite direction. The originally clear logic of cause and effect was completely disrupted at this moment.
"Cause and Effect Reverse Annihilation —Shatter!" Luo Xinghe roared, his voice piercing the clouds with an undeniable resolve. The silvery-white river phantom suddenly swelled, transforming into a dazzling stream of light that rushed straight into Lin Jingzhe's body. In an instant, Lin Jingzhe's movements became completely chaotic and contradictory: he was clearly raising his hand to block, but his arm retracted uncontrollably; he was about to activate his primal power to resist, but the energy within his body dissipated on its own; the step he had taken instantly reverted to its original position.
As if he had never moved, the bloodstain on his chest appeared without warning—a "result" that occurred before he even made a move. The patterns on his robes gradually faded, and his aura began to weaken. He tried to gather his strength to counterattack, but found that the laws governing his body were rapidly disintegrating, and his once familiar way of circulating power completely failed.
Wanting to exert force but unable to find a foothold, wanting to defend but having no structure to rely on, it's like punching empty air; all resistance becomes futile. And those golden threads of cause and effect, washed away one by one by the silvery-white river, break and dissipate, the once firmly bound cause and effect completely severed.
The light and shadow between heaven and earth were slightly distorted, and the entire space trembled with the collapse of cause and effect. This was not a simple collision of forces, nor a superficial energy confrontation, but an Ultimate contest that touched the essence of existence and concerned the foundation of rules.
This is a reconstruction of the origin of things, a complete severing of the causal chain, and a subversive rewriting of the established order. There are no earth-shattering energy collisions, but they contain a vast power that can reshape the world. Every contest points directly to the core of existence, and every confrontation rewrites the established rules and trajectories.
On one side is the established causal loop, on the other is the law of existence that has been forcibly rewritten; on one side is the inherent order of heaven and earth, on the other is a completely new reconstruction of rules. Every intertwining of energies is a challenge to the original mode of existence; every undercurrent of power is a tearing apart of the causal chain; every collision of rules is a subversion of the inherent order.
From the reversal of cause and effect to the reshaping of rules, from the dissolution of the boundaries of existence to the reconstruction of Source Power, this contest has long transcended ordinary power struggles, becoming an Ultimate game concerning the essence of existence and determining the order of heaven and earth. Every detail reveals the clash of Source Power.
Every clash redefines the meaning of "existence," behind which lies the Ultimate showdown between two core forces, a fierce collision between old rules and new order, ultimately leading to a complete rewriting of the original system in the predetermined direction.
Lin Jingzhe's brows furrowed sharply, his Fate Soul trembling violently. He forcefully suppressed the sense of disorientation and hissed, "Stabilize yourself—!"
He once again pushed the domain of his palm, and the suction force of the Ten Thousand Causes Return to Void surged, directly tearing the surrounding space apart. Large areas of the ground, along with the air and residual laws, were swept into his palm, and the void emitted a low rumble. That power of returning to emptiness went straight towards Luo Xinghe.
But at that very moment—"You haven't even touched me yet," Luo Xinghe sneered.
The next instant, Lin Jingzhe's chest suddenly caved in, and an invisible attack had already landed on him "ahead of time." Blood exploded, and he was thrown backward. Ten Thousand Causes Return to Void's palm domain became unstable instantly, and the vertical lines in his palm vibrated violently, almost closing.
Lin Jingzhe gritted his teeth and stood firm, forcefully raising his hand again, roaring, "You think you can suppress me like this?!"
He pressed his palm forward once more, causing the void within his palm to expand wildly. The entire battlefield visibly collapsed, dragging the disciples of both sides who were engaged in fierce combat around him until they could no longer stand steadily. Luo Xinghe's figure also began to be torn apart by that suction force, and the void beneath his feet was peeled away layer by layer.
Luo Xinghe didn't retreat. Instead, he took a step forward, and the silvery-white River of Cause and Effect surged around him. His voice was as cold as a blade. "Every time you move, you suffer a consequence. Old ghost Lin, you haven't won yet, but you've already lost!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several bloody marks suddenly appeared all over Lin Jingzhe's body. His meridians shattered and his Fate Soul trembled. Before he could exert his strength again, the backlash within his body had already erupted prematurely, and the palm domain of Ten Thousand Causes Return to Void began to twist uncontrollably.
Boom! The supernatural powers collided completely at this moment.
The "Return to Emptiness Domain" in the palm of the hand devoured everything frantically, trying to pull everything into absolute emptiness, while the power of "Cause and Effect Reverse Annihilation" continuously detonated the "results" prematurely within it, devouring the unfinished structure. The entire space was torn into countless layers of fragments, the mountain was compressed into light points and then collapsed piece by piece, and the sky was like a curtain that was repeatedly folded, collapsing and unfolding again and again.
Lin Jingzhe roared as he pushed his palm into the area, "Get in there—!" Luo Xinghe coldly suppressed the River of Cause and Effect: "I've already killed you three times, what are you still struggling for?!"
The two forces clashed head-on, the air was completely sucked out, the sound disappeared, time seemed to break, and everyone around was blasted away, even the protective Fate Soul of the elders were torn open.
Finally—Bang!!!
Lin Jingzhe's palm suddenly closed, forcibly interrupting Ten Thousand Causes Return to Void's domain. He was blasted back dozens of feet and landed heavily on the ground, which collapsed into a deep pit. He could no longer suppress the blood and suddenly spat it out.
Luo Xinghe merely took half a step back, his robes fluttering River of Cause and Effect slowly receded. He stood in mid-air, looking down at Lin Jingzhe, a cold smile playing on his lips, "Now... do you still think there's any hope?"
Lin Jingzhe slowly raised his head, his breathing erratic, but there was still no sign of retreat in his eyes.