The moment Qin Yu grasped the Origin-Returning Annihilation Pill, all the causes and paths around him unfolded simultaneously in his sea of consciousness. He did not choose to retreat, nor did he seek any more gaps. Instead, in that instant, he completely released his own limitations, and the deep-seated abyssal intent within his body suddenly awakened. The next instant—the entire space suddenly collapsed.
Without any blazing light or deafening roar, the entire world was churned up layer by layer from the inside out by an invisible giant hand. Beneath Qin Yu's feet, a deep, dark, and unfathomable boundless shadow slowly spread out.
This dark and somber object was born from the primordial embers remaining after all existence had been completely swallowed up. The powerful and vast power of the Return to the Abyss manifested itself at this moment, and the hazy, illusory outline slowly enveloped his body.
Within the outline, countless runes surged and circulated like a vast galaxy. Each rune was born and died, endlessly changing in the cycle of birth and annihilation. The underlying laws deep within this space were quietly rewritten and reconstructed under the influence of this power.
Xuanling Divine Huang's attack has arrived.
Its claws tore through space, collapsing paths wherever they passed, and even forcibly breaking the continuity of time. That attack should have directly locked onto Qin Yu's existence, but the path disappeared the instant it touched the boundary of Return to the Abyss.
It's not that it's blocked, it's that the "prerequisites for the attack to succeed" are swallowed up.
The claw struck, but without a point of impact, as if aimed at an undefined void. The power was stripped away layer by layer the instant it entered the Return to the Abyss, until even the act of "striking out this claw" itself began to blur.
On the other side, Hua Yuening's sword intent was already approaching.
Her sword traced an extremely thin path in space, forcibly compressing all the laws along its trajectory. Even before the sword fell, the outcome was already locked—a judgment of "inevitable hit." But when that sword entered the Return to the Abyss surrounding Qin Yu...
The sword intent suddenly broke, as if it had been rewritten by a higher-level rule. Her sword paused for a moment, a moment so brief that it was enough to make her pupils contract violently.
Qin Yu did not retreat; instead, he took a step forward.
With this step, the power of Return to the Abyss spread out with a roar, and the surrounding space collapsed into a deep vortex. Xuanling Divine Huang's power was drawn into it, and Hua Yuening's sword intent vibrated at the edge. The entire battlefield seemed to be dragged into another dimension, and all laws that did not belong to him were being dismantled, swallowed, and rearranged.
At that very moment, Chi Ninghua moved.
Her breath was so weak it was almost gone, but she did not fall. She raised her hands again, and the last wisp of essence remaining in her Fate Soul was ignited without reservation. The fire was not an explosion of power, but the consumption of life. Her body became transparent at this moment, as if she would fall out of the world at any moment.
She took a step. That step lacked power, yet carried an extremely heavy sense of "cessation." "All things return to their end—the remnant life seals the boundary."
She stopped attacking and chose to "block".
In that instant, the space around her was completely severed, and the paths of Xuanling Divine Huang and Hua Yuening simultaneously shifted. An extremely unstable barrier unfolded in front of her, forcibly halting the attacks from both sides for a moment.
That moment was extremely brief, yet it was enough to completely break her body. Her aura suddenly plummeted, her Fate Soul force extinguished rapidly, her figure swayed slightly, and then she could no longer hold on, losing consciousness and falling forward.
Qin Yu caught her firmly before she fell, and without hesitation, he whispered, "Xiao Yue."
The moment the voice fell, an extremely subtle yet pure wave bloomed beside him, causing the air to tremble slightly.
The moment the space closed, the azure afterglow had not yet completely dissipated. All the traces that had been severed still left fine cracks in the air, as if the world itself had been gently cut open with an unhealable wound. And just as the afterglow was still there, a figure completely different from the previous one slowly appeared in the crack.
She was only sixteen centimeters tall, and her whole being resembled a miniature girl emerging from a sea of stars and moon. Her long hair displayed a deep and flowing star-blue gradient, falling from her forehead to her ankles, each strand seemingly carrying tiny starlight.
She floated gently in the void, a crescent-shaped silver ornament adorning her forehead. The crescent was as soft as the real moon in the night sky, yet it faintly exuded an indescribable aura of law. An extremely thin chain encircled her forehead.
Intertwined with her hair, like a mark woven by time and stars, her eyes were clear and bright, displaying the pure color of sapphires. Within her eyes, it seemed as if a galaxy was slowly rotating, and with each blink, it was as if countless orbits were rearranged within it.
She wore a deep blue, star-studded dress, its surface covered with intricate and ancient star maps and circular patterns. These patterns were not mere decorations, but rather an array of continuously operating laws, with points of light slowly flowing across them, as if a cosmic celestial disk had been condensed within her robes. A square star core badge floated on her chest, its core shimmering faintly, as if resonating with some grander being in the distance.
Her hands hung naturally at her sides, with delicate chains of light wrapped around her wrists. The chains swayed gently but made no sound, as if time itself had been compressed into silence. She wore starlight boots, the surface of which was engraved with fine time markings. Each step she took seemed to land on some kind of "scale," causing an extremely faint echo in the space.
She didn't speak, but simply raised her hand slightly. At that moment, the "fracture" in the entire space was activated again. "Blue Ring, Second Form: Logic Chain Severance."
The moment the sound faded, all the causal relationships and structures around them, which had not yet fully recovered, were once again precisely severed. This time, it wasn't a brutal break, but rather a direct dismantling from the deeper "logic of formation." The attack path that Xuanling Divine Huang was originally rebuilding was disrupted.
Before it could even take shape, it was peeled away layer by layer. When Hua Yuening's remaining sword intent came into contact with that wisp of blue light, it collapsed as if it had lost its support, and the entire space returned to a brief silence once again.
Qin Yu, carrying Chi Ninghua, had already stepped into the rift, Xiao Yue remained standing in place.
Her gaze remained unwavering; all the turmoil around her seemed minuscule in comparison.
The next instant, her figure vanished as if carried away by starlight, all the star charts, halos, and engravings disappearing into nothingness, leaving no trace of her existence.
The space completely closed, and the aura of the Origin-Returning Annihilation Pill had disappeared.
Xuanling Divine Huang's rage erupted in the next moment, causing the entire secret passage to tremble violently. Hua Yuening's sword intent reformed, and both of them realized at the same time—
That moment of imbalance was completely exploited.
In the distance, beyond the spatial rift that had been forcibly torn open, Qin Yu's figure had already plunged into the unknown with Chi Ninghua. The afterimages of starlight flashed and disappeared in the void, as if everything that had just happened had never truly occurred.
Xuanling Divine Huang stood rooted to the spot, its already deep pupils now completely covered in crimson, as if even the emotion of "anger" could no longer contain its current will. It slowly turned its head, its gaze fixed on Hua Yuening. In that instant, there was no sound, yet the temperature of the entire space suddenly plummeted to extreme cold.
The air seemed to freeze, and even the remaining vibrations of the laws contracted and stopped under this sight. Hua Yuening's heart tightened suddenly at this moment. For the first time, she truly realized that the being before her was no longer in the realm of "battle," but was stepping into a more thorough destruction.
Xuanling Divine Huang stopped roaring. Its wings slowly folded, and its massive body began to collapse inward. This was not a simple contraction, but a collapse from the level of its "existential structure." Scales detached one by one, turning into grayish-white light spots that were absorbed into its body. Every feather on its wings also fell off at this moment.
It transformed into a fine mist that swirled around its body, its outline rapidly blurring. In just a few breaths, its colossal form was compressed into a core that grew smaller and brighter. Within that core, the reflections of countless shattered worlds began to emerge: mountains, star fields, civilizations, battlefields, memories—all that it had ever touched were simultaneously reflected and simultaneously burned away in that instant.
"Mysterious Ling, Divine Huang Vanishes." The moment the voice fell, it was no longer "it."
A grayish-white star, the size of a fist, hung in the void.
That star has no light, yet it renders all light meaningless; it does not generate heat, yet it reduces all temperatures to zero; it hangs there silently, yet it causes fine cracks to appear at the boundaries of the entire space, cracks spreading from around the star, like some irreversible end quietly unfolding.
Hua Yuening's pupils suddenly contracted; she did not hesitate at all.
The next moment, she suddenly raised her hand, and forcibly summoned an ancient bell, its entire body a deep, dark gold. The bell was not enormous, but the instant it appeared, it directly opened up an independent primordial domain, and countless ancient Dao patterns appeared on its surface.
Each Dao pattern released an extremely heavy suppression of law principles amidst the vibrations. Her aura was squeezed to the Ultimate at this moment, and the remaining power in her Fate Soul was poured into the ancient bell without reservation.
"Hongmeng·Boundary Bell Escape Domain." Her voice trembled slightly.
The ancient bell resounded loudly.
Without any sound waves spreading, it caused layers of collapse deep within the space. A complete "boundary shell" instantly formed around her. This shell was not for defense, but for "isolation," forcibly separating her from the collapsing existence. She was completely enveloped within it, and her figure began to fade, as if she had been dragged into another dimension.
Just as she was about to completely break free, the gray-white star trembled slightly, without an explosion or shockwave.
There is only one indescribable "disappearance," which spreads outwards from the stars as the center.
Space shattered like glass, leaving no fragments behind, simply vanishing into Does Not Exist. The flow of time exhibited a bizarre phenomenon of reversing and then dissipating in that instant. The chain of cause and effect snapped like a taut string, and after the break, even the traces of "once being connected" were erased.
Everything that is touched loses all perception at that moment—not pain, not fear, but the very premise of "existence" is canceled out.
Hua Yuening's boundary shell trembled violently at that moment.
Half of her body had already detached, yet she was still grazed by the annihilating tide.
There were no wounds, no bloodstains, yet her Fate Soul was deeply torn apart at that moment.
Her breath suddenly stopped.
She jolted violently the moment she made her escape, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, her eyes flashing with barely concealed shock and lingering fear. She had successfully fled that area, but at an extremely heavy price.
Meanwhile, the tide of annihilation continues to spread from the original location.
That area has begun to completely "disappear," with no remains, no aftershocks, and even the fact that it was "destroyed" is gradually losing its meaning.
Just then, an extremely faint ripple appeared at the edge of the gray-white star.
The next instant, an Ultimate violent will suddenly burst forth from the vanished center, Xuanling Divine Huang had not been completely sacrificed.
It tore apart the boundary of annihilation.
The remaining essence was forcibly condensed at this moment, the gray-white star directly shattered and turned into countless streams of light that re-converged, and its body reappeared, its scales broken, its wings incomplete, and its aura Ultimate chaotic, but the killing intent in its eyes was even more frenzied than before.
It didn't look in the direction Hua Yuening had fled. It directly tore open space, and with one claw, it ripped a huge rift in the space.
Within that crack, the faint trace left by Qin Yu when he departed remained, and Xuanling Divine Huang did not pause at all.
Its figure stepped directly into the rift, and the entire space collapsed again the moment it entered. The next moment, it was already frantically chasing after the direction Qin Yu had left in.