Stepping into the Mystic Void Realm Middle Stage

Traces of pure white light cover the entire formation, and the ancient seal with the word "True" on the ground rotates slowly. With every rotation, a thought in the depths of Qin Yu's sea of consciousness is illuminated. There is no oppression or roar in the entire space, only an unavoidable clarity pressing in from all directions, like layers of clear water peeling off, removing all the obsessions, judgments, habits, excuses, pride, vigilance hidden deep in the soul of life, as well as those secret thoughts that he himself may not be willing to admit.

Extracted inch by inch from flesh, blood, consciousness, Fate Soul, and laid out before him, Qin Yu stood in the formation, still breathing, still beating, but his sea of consciousness was completely opened at this moment. He saw all the scenes of his journey, saw his hand holding the sword every time he was on the verge of life and death, saw his eyes that never bowed down even on the edge of the abyss, and saw the deepest will in his heart that had never been extinguished as he forcibly broke through dangerous situations, suppressed his injuries and moved forward, and hung his life on the edge of a blade—I must become stronger.

That will, usually like fire, like bone, like the sharpness within Fate Soul, was now illuminated with unprecedented clarity by the True Intent Formation. It was no longer mere bravado, nor was it a matter of course; in the white light, it revealed its true outline: within it lay resentment, stubbornness, a wariness of loss, a loathing of suppression, and a persistent sense of urgency.

It seemed that if he slowed down even a step, something important would be lost forever. His gaze darkened slightly, and the Core of the Fate Soul in his chest trembled gently. The entire array immediately reacted, and the nine Non-Delusion Pillar lit up at the same time. White light gathered from all directions and fell on him. The power of dispelling falsehood began to truly work on the deepest part of his mind.

Every wisp of power within him was illuminated, the sharpness of the Silent Origin Stainless Sword revealed its true form in his sea of consciousness, the structure of the Dream Stillness Five Domains unfolded deep within his Fate Soul, and even the habits he had developed when he borrowed the formation to break it were dismantled, flattened, and examined.

He wanted to continue circulating his Fate Soul in the usual way, but the thought was immediately stripped away by the white light, turning into a slender, transparent fragment in mid-air before slowly burning away. He tried to stabilize his aura, but the word "stabilize" had barely formed in his mind when it was revealed to its true nature—there was still an "I" hidden there, an "I" that was controlling, maintaining, and guarding itself.

As the white light swept over him, the layer of "I am maintaining" will was also pulled away. His breathing became disordered, and his chest felt empty. The array patterns under his feet did not give him any buffer. The white light continued to advance, dragging out his understanding of "realm".

At the Mystic Void Realm Initial Stage, one seeks "nothingness." He has cultivated all the way to this point, and his Fate Soul can already contain the unknowable, allowing him to stand on the edge of nothingness. Yet, at this moment, the True Intent Formation illuminates everything clearly—a single word still hangs in his heart: nothingness.

He was still guarding this word, still cultivating this word, still trying to move closer to the deeper "nothingness". That steadfastness, which was usually as firm as a mountain, had now become the sharpest obstacle.

Blood gradually seeped from Qin Yu's forehead, trickling down his brow bone before it was illuminated by the white light and turned into a faint wisp of smoke. He didn't raise his hand to wipe it away; his eyes remained fixed on the colorless, transparent True Intent Dao Crystal before him, watching the endless flow of "principle" within it.

His mind grew increasingly quiet, so quiet that not a single thought could hide. Once again, he instinctively tried to grasp some kind of fulcrum, to tell himself that this was a trial, a breakthrough, a path to enlightenment, a threshold he had to cross.

The moment that thought arose, the entire array trembled violently. The nine characters on the nine Non-Delusion Pillar shone brightly as if in broad daylight: Truth, Sincerity, Unity, Purity, Eternity, Clarity, Tranquility, Origin, and Ultimate. Nine beams of white light pierced through his Fate Soul, shattering the words "Trial," "Breakthrough," "Proving the Dao," and "Threshold" one by one, as if forcibly digging out the last bit of desire for success from his heart.

Qin Yu felt a mouthful of blood surge up in his throat, his body swayed slightly, and it was as if a door in the depths of his mind had been violently smashed open. All the thoughts he had had along the way about "I want to go further" surged up at this moment, overwhelming him.

He saw himself struggling to stay upright in countless battles, saw himself dragging forward despite serious injuries, saw himself knowing the road ahead was fraught with danger yet still refusing to retreat a single step, and saw that in all these years he had never truly stopped to ask himself—if I don't move forward, who am I?

As soon as the question was asked, time seemed to stand still. The main hall was silent, the array domain was silent, and even the "principle" flowing within the True Intent Dao Crystal seemed to slow down for a moment. Qin Yu stood there, his chest heaving violently, and the thoughts surging in his sea of consciousness suddenly dissipated.

He didn't press for an answer, nor did he try to suppress the emptiness. At that moment, he felt no "I want to break through," no "I want to hold on," no "I want to become stronger," and even the last shadow of "I want to enter nothingness" slowly faded away under the illumination of the true white light.

He simply stood there, letting the blank space, which could not be attached to any word, slowly spread, engulfing his sea of consciousness, his Fate Soul, and the self that had always been persistently moving forward. The white light was still flowing, and the nine Non-Delusion Pillar were still trembling, but in Qin Yu's perception, everything was far away, even the concept of "far and near" had faded, and even the fact that "I am perceiving" was gradually dissipating.

Just as that blank space completely engulfed the sea of consciousness, the final threshold of the Mystic Void Realm Initial Stage silently crumbled. The Core of the Fate Soul did not erupt with earth-shattering phenomena, nor did it unleash a violent torrent of power. It simply sank gently, and then slowly unfolded, like a piece of heaven and earth that had been held tightly by obsession for too long finally releasing itself.

At this moment, all the operating mechanisms within Qin Yu's body were completely rewritten. The traces that had previously revolved around a certain center, a certain point of focus, and a certain "I am cultivating nothingness" all dissipated. As the power of his Fate Soul flowed through his meridians, sea of consciousness, and flesh, there was no longer a distinction between beginning and end. The aura of Mystic Void Realm · Middle Stage naturally took shape within his body.

There was no ascent, no leap, no exhilarating "I have accomplished it" feeling; it simply arrived. But in the very next instant after this "arrival," the entire True Meaning Delusionless - Supreme One Dao Proving Formation suddenly began to operate violently, as if sensing some truly pure response.

The central True Intent Dao Crystal erupted with unprecedented brilliance, and the nine Non-Delusion Pillar simultaneously emitted white light. All the ancient seal characters for "True" in the entire array domain spun wildly. The power to dispel falsehood, the power to discern truth, and the power to prove the Dao merged into a single torrent in an instant, directly piercing the core of Qin Yu's Fate Soul Nucleus. That was not a gift, but the final confirmation.

Qin Yu slowly raised his head, his eyes becoming Ultimate clear at that moment. He looked at the white light rushing towards him, without dodging or raising his sword to block. He simply raised his hand, his five fingers slightly spread, and gently pressed forward. In his sea of consciousness, the newly formed mid-level Profound Mystic Void Realm naturally unfolded at that moment. There was no word "nothingness" or "realm," only an indescribable emptiness spreading outward from his palm.

The white light rushed into this clear space, first trembling violently, then gradually stopping. The power of dispelling falsehood lost something to peel away, the power of discerning truth could not find the falsehood that needed to be illuminated, and the power of proving the Dao had no more deviations to repair.

At this moment, the foundation of the entire True Intent Formation began to shake. The True Intent Dao Crystal trembled violently, and the nine characters on the nine Non-Delusion Pillar dimmed one by one. Countless ancient seal characters of "True" on the ground collapsed into fragments of white light. Qin Yu took a step forward, his palms suddenly clasped together, and that clear space instantly contracted into an extremely thin and pure line, which fell straight to the center of the formation.

A deafening roar finally erupted within the main hall. The True Intent Dao Crystal cracked open from the inside, followed by a second and third crack that spread wildly. The nine Non-Delusion Pillar simultaneously burst open with large fragments, and the entire True Delusionless Supreme One Dao Proving Formation began to collapse from the center outwards. The white light reversed, the array patterns flowed backwards, and all the ancient seal script characters for "True" burned out in mid-air.

Qin Yu did not stop. The Silent Origin Stainless Sword appeared in his palm. He slashed down with the sword. The sword light was not bright, but it was extremely pure. It went straight into the depths of the crack in the True Intent Dao Crystal. The next moment, the crystal exploded completely. The entire formation lost its core. The nine Non-Delusion Pillar broke off all at once. The white light receded like a tide, and the outline of the hall reappeared.

Qin Yu stood in the center of the collapsing array, his aura restrained and calm. His robes were still stained with blood, but the tension between his brows was gone. He slowly exhaled and looked into the depths of the main hall.

As the True Intent Formation dissipated, new array patterns emerged from deeper within. A deep rumble suddenly came from the ground, and ancient crimson-gold patterns spread outwards from the center of the hall, slowly covering the entire space with an even heavier and more domineering Dao intent.

A new formation slowly materialized— the Great Dao Formation, the Primordial Supreme Ultimate Myriad Daos Return to the Venerable Formation. At the heart of the formation, a crimson-gold throne slowly rose, and behind the throne, nine dragon-shaped pillars of light shot straight up to the dome. Within each pillar of light, a dragon shadow formed from the pure will of the Great Dao was coiled.

The eighty-one auxiliary arrays on the outer perimeter lit up one after another. The array patterns stopped flowing and surging, and instead, like imperial edicts, they pressed down on the earth, each pattern carrying an irresistible and supreme suppression.

Above the void, a colossal golden seal slowly coalesced, its surface revealing six layers of imagery: mountains and rivers, starry seas, all living beings, laws, a throne, and destiny. The air in the entire hall suddenly became incredibly heavy, as if countless great Daos were being summoned to bow in worship, and even space itself seemed to slowly sag towards the center of the formation. A new trial had arrived.