The tremors deep within the passage had not yet subsided when Shangguan Lingxiao's breathing suddenly deepened. His gaze shifted from scattered to extremely focused, and a dark golden rune deep within his Fate Soul suddenly lit up. His bloodline and divine sense were forcibly connected at that moment, and his aura surged dramatically. Cracks spread across the ground beneath his feet, and he grasped the remaining laws of the entire space into his palm.
He raised his hand and pressed it into the void, his voice low and cold. "Shangguan Ultimate Art - Silent Origin · Severing Name and Returning to Annihilation." The next instant, an extremely thin and straight dark line suddenly appeared in the void. That line had no light, no fluctuation, yet it sliced space in two, its end pointing directly at one of the seven cultivators.
Before the man could react, all the Fate Soul markings around him trembled simultaneously. His name was forcibly extracted from his sea of consciousness, and the traces of "who he was" in his memory instantly broke. His aura began to collapse, the laws within his body crumbled, and his soul was violently torn apart.
The dark line didn't stop; it pierced directly into his brow. The entire process was without explosion or impact. His body began to disintegrate from the inside out. No blood or flesh splattered, no soul escaped; his existence was severed into irreparable fragments.
The causal chain was severed, and the next moment, the person completely Annihilation on the spot, leaving not even a trace. Even the aura that originally belonged to him in the air was erased, leaving only six people in the space.
In that instant, the other six simultaneously stopped, their gazes fixed on Shangguan Lingxiao. After a brief silence, one of them spoke coldly, his voice filled with suppressed anger. "Brothers, don't be afraid. He's clearly at his limit. He can't use this tactic continuously. The six of us at the True Annihilation Realm · Peak are more than enough to deal with a True Annihilation Realm · Supreme expert like him. Stop holding back, bring out your Primordial Supreme Treasure Artifacts!"
As soon as the words fell, the other five people's expressions darkened, and their eyes suddenly blazed with fighting spirit. They each raised their hands, and six terrifying artifacts appeared in the space one after another. A long sword burning with dark purple flames slowly rotated, its blade engraved with collapse runes. A floating black-gold tower suppressed the void, its body constantly releasing gravitational waves that compressed dimensions. A chain formed from pure causality hovered in the air.
Each ring is entwined with a broken destiny trajectory. A cracked ancient mirror floats above the head, constantly displaying images of the world that has been destroyed. There is also a crimson-gold sphere releasing destructive spiritual energy fluctuations, and a long, pure white spear radiating a chilling killing intent.
The six Primordial Dao Supreme Treasure appeared simultaneously, and the entire passage could not withstand it. The space was compressed and collapsed continuously, and the laws were broken layer by layer. At this moment, the energy was completely out of control. The six of them merged their auras into one, and their killing intent locked onto Shangguan Lingxiao.
Shangguan Lingxiao stood amidst the ruins, his chest heaving violently. The attack had drained a large portion of his vital energy, and his Fate Soul was still reeling. The long blade in his hand trembled slightly, but he did not retreat. Instead, he chuckled softly, a hint of madness appearing in his eyes.
He took out a dark red pill directly from his storage space and swallowed it without hesitation. The pill exploded the moment it entered his mouth, and a violent primal power spread wildly throughout his body. His bloodline ignited, his muscles and bones trembled, his aura surged again, his injuries were forcibly suppressed, and his aura was re-condensed.
He took a step forward, sending pebbles flying beneath his feet. Holding his long blade horizontally, his cold gaze swept over the six men, his voice low and fierce. "Come on—all of you come at me at once."
At that moment, his entire aura had completely spiraled out of control. His Fate Soul was burning, his origin was surging, and his fighting spirit and killing intent intertwined into an extreme pressure. The entire passage was trembling, as if it would collapse completely in the next instant.
Under the pressure of the six auras, the crumbling walls at the end of the passage peeled away layer by layer. The rubble was torn to dust before it even hit the ground. The six people took a step forward simultaneously, and the space beneath their feet emitted a low, cracking sound. The black-gold tower was the first to rise into the air, releasing rings of extremely heavy dimensional pressure as it rotated, compressing the entire space into visible folds.
The air around Shangguan Lingxiao was compressed into a dense, grayish-white layer, making it difficult to breathe. Then, the longsword burning with dark purple flames was raised high. The flames on the blade no longer spread outwards but instead converged inwards into an extremely thin line. The wielder uttered a low cry, "World-Burning Silent Judgment!" The moment the blade fell, a deep rift was cleaved open in the entire space.
Within the crack, there was no light, no darkness, only a collapsing torrent that relentlessly devoured everything. At the same time, the chains of cause and effect suddenly tightened, locking Shangguan Lingxiao's limbs and Fate Soul nodes one by one. Dark golden flames ignited on the chains, each link tearing at his life trajectory and forcibly sealing off all possible escape routes.
The ancient mirror unfolded in the sky, its surface cracking wildly. The image within suddenly solidified, and hundreds of images of Shangguan Lingxiao's "dead state" simultaneously appeared. These images stepped out of the mirror, transforming into phantoms that surrounded him. Each image carried the oppressive force of "certain death," pressing directly into the depths of his soul. At the same time, the crimson-gold bead suddenly erupted with dazzling light.
The light contained an extremely condensed burst of spiritual energy. The beam of light crashed down, locking the entire area within the core of destruction. Finally, the pale white spear slowly rose, and a thin, hair-like beam of cold light condensed on its tip. In the next instant, it pierced straight out, the cold light piercing through layers of space, carrying Ultimate killing intent that could tear apart all defenses, aiming directly at Shangguan Lingxiao's brow.
The six Primordial Dao Supreme Treasure erupted simultaneously, their six divine powers overlapping to form an inescapable domain of destruction. Suppression, annihilation, locking, prediction, bombardment, and piercing all descended at the same time.
The entire passage collapsed, the space crumbled layer by layer, and the dimensional structure was torn into countless fragments. Destructive energy converged towards the center like a torrent. Shangguan Lingxiao stood in the center, his figure almost crushed under the pressure.
He suddenly looked up, his eyes surging with bloodlust. He plunged the long blade in his hand into the ground, his Fate Soul trembling wildly. Runes emerged from the depths of his flesh and blood. He uttered a low voice. "Shangguan Forbidden Art - World Annihilation, Return to the Ruins."
In the next instant, a dark golden light screen suddenly rose around him, within which countless afterimages of collapsing worlds appeared. These afterimages continuously overlapped, transforming into an extremely thick domain defense, forcefully blocking the six attacks from the outside.
Immediately afterward, he raised his hand and grabbed a long blade that was entirely black with cold white light burning on its edges. It was his Primordial Dao artifact, the "Boundary Severing Blade - Origin Origin-Returning Blade." With a resounding thud, the blade cleaved directly at the oncoming black and gold tower.
The blade and the tower's shadow collided head-on, unleashing a massive shockwave that deflected the tower by half an inch. The spatial pressure momentarily eased, and he used this instant to forcefully break free from the chains of causality. With a shake of his arm, several sections of the chains snapped.
But the remaining chains still clung tightly. He didn't stop. The Blade of World Severance swept out, and an arc of light that tore through everything slashed directly at the dark purple blade light. The two destructive forces collided in mid-air, bursting out with dazzling light. The entire space completely lost its stability at this moment, and cracks spread like a spider web.
The phantom of death in the mirror was already approaching. His eyes narrowed, and his left hand suddenly formed a hand seal. He uttered a low shout, "Soul Severance - Return to Silence Seal!" An invisible wave spread out, crushing the phantom into countless fragments. But each fragment was also eroding his sea of consciousness in the opposite direction.
He groaned, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't retreat. The crimson-gold beam of light was already crashing down. He raised his sword to block it, and the moment the beam of light made contact with the sword, a violent shockwave erupted. He was forcibly pressed into the ground, the stone beneath his feet completely collapsed, and his body sank into a half-foot-deep crater.
The next moment, the pale white spear was already piercing his brow. He abruptly turned his head, the spearhead grazing his cheek and embedding itself in the stone wall behind him, drawing a line of blood. He grabbed the spear shaft and pulled back, forcibly dragging the spear-wielder half a step, while the Blade of World Severance slashed out in the process.
A sharp blade tore through space, cleaving a deep gash in the opponent's protective light barrier. But in the next instant, the six-person attack converged again, the black-gold tower suppressed them once more, the causal chains wrapped around them again, and the crimson-gold light pillar continued to bombard them, turning the entire area into a complete center of destruction.
The explosion spread with a deafening roar, tearing space into fragments. Air currents sliced through everything like blades, light and shadow intertwined, and the sounds of collapsing laws echoed like thunder. Shangguan Lingxiao's figure trembled violently at the center.
His robes were completely torn, blood kept seeping out, and his Fate Soul was shaking so violently that it was almost out of control, but he still stood in place, his hands gripping the Blade of World Severance tightly, and he withstood the combined attack of the six people.
The battle reached a fever pitch, with the six attackers launching wave after wave of attacks. Each of his counterattacks was a desperate struggle; his blade tore through space, his Fate Soul burned to its Limit, and the passage ceased to be mere space.
It was a pure field of destruction, where anyone who stepped into it would be instantly crushed. At this moment, neither side held back, and every strike was enough to kill a powerhouse of the same realm. The entire battle continued to advance like the collapse of the heavens and the cracking of the earth.
At the end of the passage, there was no longer any intact space; the shattered layers overlapped and displaced one another. The oppressive power of the black-gold tower and the aftershocks of the crimson-gold pillar of light still reverberated. Shangguan Lingxiao stood on the edge of collapse, his chest heaving violently, his Fate Soul trembling to its Ultimate. Cracks spread from the depths of his consciousness all the way to his limbs and bones, his aura constantly leaking out, and blood dripped from his mouth.
His fingertips trembled as he raised his hand to wipe it away. The six people opposite him were also in disarray, one of them pale-faced, his Fate Soul flickering on the verge of extinction, yet he still stubbornly held onto the magical artifact. Shangguan Lingxiao suddenly looked up, blood surging in his throat.
His voice shattered the entire space, "You are not worthy to kill me!" Before his words even finished, his blade slammed into the ground, cracks spreading across the earth. His gaze locked onto the six people, "I know you come from the Primordial Dao Clan of the Third Multidimensional Universe, the Annihilation Continent. From now on, you will surely be annihilated by my Shangguan Lineage."
The leader of the six men had bloodshot eyes, his own life force burning to its Limit. He took a step forward, his magical artifacts vibrating simultaneously. "Brothers—burn your life force! Today we will Annihilation him!" With that, the six men held nothing back, their Fate Soul igniting instantly. The power of their magical artifacts surged, and the entire space showed signs of distortion and collapse. The Black Gold Tower disintegrated and reformed, transforming into an endlessly layered suppressive domain.
"Primordial Chaos Final Suppression - Myriad Realms Overwhelming Pressure" descended directly, its suppressive force instantly increasing several times over. The ground beneath Shangguan Lingxiao's feet completely collapsed, and he was pressed into the crack. The longsword burning with dark purple flames suddenly transformed into a blazing trajectory that pierced through heaven and earth, "Burning Realms Final Judgment - Myriad Silence Returning Flames" slashed horizontally. Wherever the blade light passed, space was directly evaporated, and all the causal chains broke and reformed, turning into countless fine lines covering the entire area.
The "Cause and Effect Burial Chain - Binding All Lives" forcibly locked every node of Shangguan Lingxiao 'Fate Soul, causing the ancient mirror to shatter completely, turning into countless fragments suspended in the air. Each fragment reflected a different outcome of Shangguan Lingxiao's death.
"Narrative of the End of All Things - Annihilation of Traces" pressed down simultaneously, and the crimson gold orb exploded in the air, transforming into a beam of destructive light that pierced through the entire passage. "Ultimate Source Explosion - Boundary Zeroing" directly covered the entire passage, while the ghostly white spear disappeared from its original spot and pierced out from the back of the space in the next instant. "Piercing Void - Boundless Realm Soul Piercing" locked onto his Fate Soul Nucleus.
The six forbidden supernatural powers completely overlapped, compressing space, time, cause and effect, narrative, and Fate Soul into a single point. The destructive fluctuations formed a core that continuously expanded and contracted. Shangguan Lingxiao stood at the center, his body beginning to crumble inch by inch, his flesh tearing apart, and the cracks in his Fate Soul rapidly widening.
He neither raised his sword nor dodged again. Instead, a madness and determination rose in his eyes. He suddenly raised his hand, and a Karmic Soul Sound Talisman exploded in his palm, the shattered light shooting into the void. He roared to the sky, "Come on—today we'll perish together!"
The next moment, the deepest part of his consciousness suddenly trembled, and a point of emptiness emerged within him. That point of emptiness had no form, no light or shadow, yet it caused the entire collapsing space to freeze briefly. He opened his hands, and an invisible yet truly existing core was "reflected" out— the Primordial Limitless Pearl appeared.
All the annihilating power in the entire space froze the moment it touched that point of clarity. The pressure from the black-gold tower tore open a void around him, the chains of causality snapped where they touched, and the crimson-gold pillar of light was forcibly separated into countless fragments the instant it approached him.
The power of True Annihilation was reflected into a discernible trajectory, and the expressions of the six people changed drastically. They clearly felt that their supernatural powers were being "seen" and "defined," and annihilation was transforming from an untouchable end into a phenomenon that could be contained.
At this moment, Shangguan Lingxiao's inner power ignited completely. His eyes were bloodshot, and his body began to disintegrate. He no longer suppressed that power; instead, he deliberately detonated it, tearing the "Void Illumination Establishes Truth" power of the Primordial Limitless Pearl in reverse.
He released all the annihilation trajectories reflected within, forcibly twisting and converging cause and effect. All the divine powers locked onto him were simultaneously dragged into the same core. His voice was low and broken, "Since you want to kill me—then let's all return to oblivion."
The point of emptiness suddenly expanded, engulfing the entire passage. The black-gold tower crumbled inch by inch, the sword light was swallowed by the void, the chains of cause and effect broke, the mirror image collapsed, the pillar of light extinguished, and the spear vanished in mid-air. All six people roared in anger.
Their Fate Soul were forcibly pulled by that force, and their origins began to flow backward. They wanted to break free, but they could no longer leave. In that empty space, there was no direction, no outside world; everything was locked at the same origin.
The next instant, space completely contracted, and all light, energy, and laws collapsed towards the center simultaneously. A silent explosion occurred at that moment, tearing the entire area into absolute emptiness. The shockwave did not spread because space itself no longer existed.
The six figures disintegrated in that instant, their Fate Soul and existence shattered and vanished together. Shangguan Lingxiao's body was annihilated inch by inch at the center of the explosion, his long blade shattered in his hand, and his gaze remained fixed on the front until the very last moment before completely disappearing.
The blankness lasted for a moment, then slowly returned. The passage reassembled, the stone walls reappeared, and the air began to flow again. There were no traces left, no corpses, no bloodstains, no remnants of magical artifacts, as if no one had ever fought here. Only the broken magic array still flickered faintly, proving that an unrecordable destruction had once taken place here.