The suppressed energy exploded in an instant. Those cultivators who were still determined to attack no longer hesitated. Their Fate Soul ignited simultaneously, and several streams of primal energy directly broke through their own Limit. Magical artifacts roared, and Dao seals shattered the void. One of them roared, "If this tree is not broken today, we will never have a chance to rise again!"
Another person followed closely behind, shouting, "Surround and kill! Shatter the elves and the core of the ancient tree together!" Before the voice had even finished, dozens of figures rose into the air at the same time, and dozens of divine powers gathered around them to form a vortex of destruction. The void was torn open layer by layer, and chaotic air surged out, instantly crushing the entire body of water.
The first attack landed, a colossal blade formed from primordial energy slashing down from the sky, shattering space in its wake. The second divine power followed immediately, a phantom star field unfolding in mid-air, countless stars falling, trailing long fiery tails as they crashed into the core of the ancient tree.
The third person clasped his hands together, and a causal chain that ran from top to bottom suddenly solidified, burning with dark golden flames, piercing straight into the heart of the ancient tree spirit. The others simultaneously released their supreme treasures, and beams of rule light intertwined to form an array, sealing off the entire area into a deadly domain with no way out.
The ancient tree spirit raised its gaze, the halos in its eyes slowly rotating. The next moment, the entire space suddenly tightened, all the roots beneath the water rose, and billions of rays of light crisscrossed, directly blocking all attacks halfway. The first giant blade was sliced into countless fragments the instant it touched the light.
The stars collapsed in mid-air before they even landed, the chains of cause and effect broke inch by inch, and the beams of light were compressed into thin lines before being completely extinguished. The elf pushed forward with his palm, and space suddenly reversed. All the remnants of the crushed supernatural powers were swept back and rushed straight at the caster.
One cultivator was pierced through the chest by the recoil, his entire body exploding in mid-air. His Fate Soul, before it could even leave, was swept into the stream of light and crushed. Another was pressed down by his own stellar phantom, his body instantly collapsing into fragments. The remaining cultivators' expressions changed drastically, but they did not retreat.
One of them roared, "Ignite the Source!" The six of them simultaneously ignited their Fate Soul Nucleus, their auras surging several times in an instant. Their flesh and blood split open, and flames erupted from their bodies. All their power converged into a black and white pillar that pierced through the heavens and earth, directly blasting at the ancient tree spirit.
As the attack landed, the entire space began to collapse, the water evaporated, the void shattered, the light from the ancient tree was forcibly pushed back, and for the first time, cracks appeared on the elf's figure. Its aura trembled, and its hand rose again, attempting to reshape the rules.
However, the attack that merged with the origin had already broken through the restrictions, directly piercing through her body. The light body exploded in the air, countless rune fragments scattered and flew everywhere, the branches and leaves trembled violently, and the entire ancient tree emitted a deep rumble.
"Shatter!" the last one roared, activating his supreme treasure. The pillar of light erupted once more, slamming directly into the tree's core. The entire space collapsed completely at that moment. The ancient tree spirit's figure was torn into hundreds of pieces, each burning in mid-air before simultaneously collapsing.
Turning into a silent cloud of light dust, the halo surrounding the ancient tree shattered completely, its branches and leaves lost their luster, the spatial suppression vanished instantly, and the shockwave swept in all directions. The remaining cultivators were blasted backward and crashed heavily onto the water's surface.
Just as the elves completely collapsed, the core of the ancient tree suddenly lit up, and a pure moonlight rose from the heart of the tree. All the shattered light dust lingered in the air and was then absorbed by the moonlight. Time seemed to stand still at that moment. The next instant, an aura far more stable than before slowly unfolded from beneath the ancient tree.
Ju Wanning opened her eyes.
Her gaze was no longer shimmering; she stood there, her aura completely contained, yet in the instant it was unleashed, it overwhelmed the entire scene. Her Fate Soul had solidified into a complete soul core, the moon wheel slowly revolving within her sea of consciousness, and the laws of the outside world becoming clearly discernible in her eyes.
She took a step forward. The water surface did not ripple, but it automatically parted beneath her feet, and an invisible domain unfolded around her, directly locking onto all the cultivators.
Before the surviving cultivators could recover, they felt their Fate Soul being forcibly suppressed. They tried to circulate their supernatural powers, but their energy dissipated within their bodies. One of them managed to make a move, but his magical artifact shattered in his palm as soon as he raised it, turning into fragments that fell to the ground.
Ju Wanning made no extra movements; her gaze fell upon the man, whose body disintegrated on the spot, his Fate Soul crushed along with his body, leaving not even a trace. The faces of the others turned deathly pale instantly, and they turned to flee, but as soon as they moved, the space closed, locking them in place.
She raised her hand, and a beam of pure moonlight descended. Without any sound or tremor, all the cultivators touched by it Annihilation within an instant, the waters returned to calm, and any remaining traces were completely wiped away.
She stood before the ancient tree, her aura extremely stable, and the oppressive power of the True Annihilation Realm · Supreme slowly unfolded, causing no one in the entire space to dare to take another step closer.
The waters fell silent once more. The lingering glow of the ancient tree slowly swirled in the air. Its branches still stood, but the domineering pressure they had just possessed was gone. Ju Wanning before it, her gaze fixed on the depths of the tree's heart, where the lingering moonlight still faintly shone.
She didn't rush into action. The Core of the Fate Soul slowly rotated, forming a stable resonance with the moonlight. The next moment, she raised her hand, her fingertips lightly touching the void. A very thin stream of Fate Soul power extended from her palm and directly embedded itself into the core of the ancient tree.
At this touch, the entire ancient tree trembled violently. The light flowing within its branches began to reverse and recede, forcibly drawing the scattered moonlight towards its core. The roots beneath the water's surface contracted inch by inch, as if being pulled out of this space. The remaining Daoist structures around it collapsed and rearranged. The ancient tree ceased to be an external entity, but gradually coalesced within her palm. Her hand slowly closed.
Space began to compress, and the massive tree was folded and contained in that instant. The branches and leaves transformed into light, and the trunk transformed into runes that flowed into her palm. The ring-shaped moon gradually shrank, eventually transforming into a suspended moonlight mark that quietly settled in her palm. The mark was still slowly rotating inside, like a world compressed to its Ultimate. At this moment, she completely controlled all the authority of the ancient tree.
Without pausing, she raised her other hand, the moonlight mark in her palm rotating slightly. A faint wisp of light was drawn out; this light was not mere energy, but a "traces of existence" remaining within the ancient tree's essence. She guided this wisp of light into the void before her.
With a light tap of the fingertip, an extremely pure wave spread out from the Core of the Fate Soul, stabilizing the space at this moment. The previously scattered light dust began to reappear, gathering little by little. At first, they were just scattered fragments, but then they gradually formed an outline.
Her aura continued to flow in, and the light stream within the moonlight mark extended outwards. The fragments began to connect, the runes rearranged, and the light gradually took shape. The figure of the ancient tree spirit slowly coalesced in the void, and her hair fell down once more.
The patterns of light on her body began to flow again, and the halos in her eyes began to rotate once more. However, unlike before, her aura was no longer independent, but rather formed an extremely stable connection with Ju Wanning. The moment the elf opened her eyes, there was no confusion. She directly bowed slightly to Ju Wanning, and the flow of light in the entire space immediately stabilized.
Ju Wanning withdrew her hand, the moonlight mark in her palm turned slightly, and then disappeared into her body. The essence of the ancient tree was completely absorbed, and her aura became more stable. The connection between her and the surrounding space underwent subtle changes, as if she could manipulate the structure of this area at any time. She did not linger. After scanning her surroundings and confirming that there was no longer any threat, she turned and took a step forward.
The ancient tree spirit followed, hovering in mid-air, maintaining a distance from Ju Wanning. Her aura was concealed yet ever-present; the two figures formed a remarkably stable combination. Ju Wanning didn't turn back, her steps extending deeper into the secret passage.
Space automatically parted in front of her, and the remaining mechanisms and laws were suppressed to a minimum the moment she approached. She led the ancient tree spirit forward, and her figure quickly disappeared into the depths of the passage, heading towards a deeper opportunity.
Ju Wanning's figure gradually disappeared into the depths of the passage. Wherever her footsteps passed, the Dao itself yielded. The remaining mechanisms and chaotic primal fluctuations subsided under the suppression of her aura. The ancient tree spirit accompanied her, its light body quiet and stable. The entire area returned to silence, with only the faint traces left by the previous battle slowly dissipating at the edge of space.
However, just after she left completely, a very slight tremor suddenly occurred at the spot where the ancient tree was originally rooted. The tremor was extremely short, but it directly affected the structure beneath the entire body of water. The space that had been calmed down was slightly displaced again, and a crack silently split open from the ground. There was no light or darkness in the crack, only an extremely condensed wisp of energy slowly rising.
It was a pure and absolute Dao Source, without form and not bound by any law. The moment it appeared, all the remaining power around it froze, as if facing some higher essence. The Dao Source lingered in mid-air for a moment, without spreading or fluctuating.
The next moment it suddenly contracted, transforming into an extremely thin stream of light, and quickly disappeared along the other side of the secret passage. Wherever it passed, the space parted on its own, without any obstruction or leaving any trace, as if it had never stayed there at all.
After the brief tremor subsided, the cracks closed on their own, the waters returned to normal, and all traces of the ancient tree's existence were completely erased. The area became Emptiness once more, with only the distant Dao Source deep within continuing its journey in a direction unnoticed by anyone.