Qin Yu didn't act immediately. His consciousness was trapped in that isolated island of time, stripped away from him. Everything around him continued to flow, but he, Chi Ninghua, Ju Wanning seemed to be embedded in a severed piece of history. Making a thought was almost impossible, even just extending a sliver of consciousness forward.
It was as if he were slowly climbing against the flow of time. He didn't try to break free, because he knew that would only cause him to completely collapse. So he sank all his attention into the deepest part of his Fate Soul, where traces of the suppressed flow still remained. He gently exhaled and very faintly activated a wisp of time perception that had not yet fully solidified, "Three Forms of Fate Construction - Time Flow Reversal."
There was no light, no fluctuation; only a slight "dislocation" of time itself seemed to occur to him.
At that moment, he neither looked back into the past nor traversed the future. Instead, he gently shifted his "relationship" with this frozen time by an inch. This inch was extremely small, yet it caused a crack to appear in that completely still state, like the first fine line appearing inside a block of ice.
The excruciating pain exploded in the next instant. His Fate Soul was as if it were being torn apart by countless fragments of time at the same time. Every wisp of consciousness was being pulled to different time segments. His aura instantly became chaotic, his sea of consciousness violently trembled, and even his very existence became briefly blurred.
"Hold on..." His voice trailed off intermittently in his mind, yet remained steadfast.
Under extreme pressure, that wisp of reversed power slowly expanded, and his body finally moved slightly. That slight movement, though minuscule, prevented the time seal from closing completely. Chi Ninghua's pupils dilated sharply; she sensed that tiny opening. The power of Eternal Silence surged violently within her body.
Without making any attempt to break free, she instead pressed her own existence into a deeper realm of Annihilation along that tiny crack. Ju Wanning also instantly realized that she would no longer rely on any causal path, nor would she test or touch the boundaries of the rules. The chaotic power around her collapsed with a bang, shedding all forms and transforming into the most primordial and purest chaotic origin.
No further "connection" was established between the three of them; they gave up on joining forces, on cooperating, and even on recognizing each other's existence.
Qin Yu's aura completely subsided at this moment. He no longer targeted the Dao Source Demonic Spirit, but instead directly detached himself from his own "definition." In his consciousness, there were no enemies, no battles, and no outcomes. Only an extremely simple yet absolute logic was slowly unfolding—"Existence itself can be rewritten."
At the same moment, Chi Ninghua's power of Eternal Silence completely subsided. She no longer tried to freeze her opponent, nor did she construct a domain. She directly entered an "unnamed" state. She was no longer the attacker, nor the defender; she simply made "change unable to take hold" for herself.
Ju Wanning's chaos was even more extreme; she shattered all the laws and principles, no longer maintaining any structure, and her whole being seemed to have retreated to the initial fragment that had not yet been recognized by the universe.
All three underwent a cognitive leap, no longer relying on "relationships".
It directly touched upon "existence itself," and at that moment, the Dao Source Demonic Spirit showed a noticeable pause for the first time.
Its gaze narrowed slightly; in that instant, everything it had stripped away lost its target.
Qin Yu didn't unleash any more supernatural powers. He simply raised his hand, and a faint Dao seal appeared in the void. It wasn't an attack, but a kind of "logical negation": "Existence proposition—stripped away, not valid."
In that instant, the fracture mechanism around the Dao Source Demonic Spirit was momentarily disrupted.
Chi Ninghua and Ju Wanning attacked simultaneously, without any trajectory, light, or form of attack; their actions were simply to "confirm one thing."
"You are still defined as existing." At that moment, the structure around the Dao Source Demonic Spirit showed a true fluctuation for the first time.
Its eyes turned completely cold. "You... found it." The next instant, its aura suddenly collapsed.
All sound disappeared, all fluctuations returned to zero.
It closed its eyes, its hands clasped loosely in front of its chest, and a mass of indescribable "nothingness" slowly condensed. It was neither darkness nor emptiness, but a lingering shadow after even the concept of "existence" had been negated.
"Eternal Silence - Erasure of Existence." In that instant, the "nothingness" did not fly out. It appeared directly between the three of them.
Qin Yu's vision began to blur, Chi Ninghua's presence quickly faded, Ju Wanning's figure began to fade in an instant.
Memories began to fade, space began to reshape itself, as if they had never been here at all.
Ju Wanning's eyes trembled violently at that moment. Her chaotic state was not yet fully stable. Her "anchor of existence" was the first to collapse. Her body began to dissipate from the edge. She was directly blasted away, like a torn painting. Her aura collapsed instantly, her Fate Soul was severely injured, her consciousness broke in an instant, and she fell heavily to the ground, completely unconscious.
Chi Ninghua suddenly took a step forward and pulled her into her arms. Her aura fluctuated violently, and the power of Eternal Silence was running wildly, but she could not stop the erosion of "existence being denied". For the first time, obvious anxiety appeared in her eyes.
Qin Yu's consciousness began to blur at this moment. He felt his name disappearing and his memories being erased.
The existence was being withdrawn. At that very moment, deep within her sea of consciousness, a cyan-blue light suddenly shone—it Xiao Yue.
Her figure instantly appeared in Qin Yu's sea of consciousness. The azure halo was like an anchor that had not yet broken, holding Qin Yu's existence firmly. The light was not strong, but it was extremely stable, directly resisting the erosion of that "nothingness".
"Stay awake, Little Qinzi." Her voice was cold and urgent. At that moment, Qin Yu's consciousness was forcibly pulled back to the forefront. The world had not completely disappeared.
But the edges have already begun to crumble.
The Dao Source Demonic Spirit's smile faded drastically at that moment, plunging the entire space into an indescribable chill. It no longer looked at Qin Yu, nor at Chi Ninghua; its gaze seemed to transcend the present moment, landing in a depths of time already defined as "capable of disappearing." "Three mere humans, their resistance is nothing more than delaying their eventual oblivion. Then, let me show you what true Annihilation truly is."
It slowly raised its hands, its fingertips devoid of energy or radiance, yet a sense of "what has already happened" flowed back, an aura that did not belong to the present, but rather seemed like a fragment of history peeled away from the future.
Within its eyes, a vast, unbearable river of time began to flow backward, countless scenes unfolding layer upon layer within its waters: the birth and annihilation of civilizations, the rise and fall of cultivators.
There were the roars and silences of the battlefield; the images were not static, but constantly being filtered, cut, and selected—"fragments that could disappear"—as its hands slowly closed.
A faint cracking sound echoed throughout the space, a sound not of hearing, yet it made everything feel as if a page had been turned in an instant—"Eternal Silence, Eternal Wuhen."
There was no burst of light, no impact, not even a ripple. In that instant, time itself seemed to have been torn off a page by an invisible hand. Qin Yu's consciousness suddenly went blank, the scene before his eyes began to fragment, and space seemed to have been forcibly pieced together after being cut in half.
He saw Chi Ninghua's figure blur for a moment, then become clear again in the next instant, but with an added sense of disjointedness. His memory was being peeled away; he couldn't even be sure if he had just been fighting.
It was as if a crucial part of the process had completely vanished, and his Fate Soul was violently trembling, as a void from the "deleted past" began to erode his very foundation.
Chi Ninghua reacted with Ultimate. Almost at the same instant the cracking sound rang out, she raised her hand and stored the unconscious Ju Wanning in her storage crystal core. Her voice boomed through the space, "Young Master Qin, be careful!"
Before the words had even finished, the selected time period had already completely collapsed.
The entire space began to self-stitch, forcibly piecing together the past and the future without any cracks or traces. Only an untraceable blank space was spreading, and that blank space approached Qin Yu like a tide. His presence was weakened, his memories were being peeled away, and he even began to forget why he was standing there.
At that very moment, Chi Ninghua's figure suddenly appeared, directly blocking Qin Yu's path. She flipped her palm, and a Primordial Dao Supreme Treasure appeared in her hand, radiating Ultimate brilliance.
Like a crystal core carrying the initial laws, its light spread out, attempting to forcefully open up a region that "still exists" in that deleted history. Her Fate Soul ignited in an instant, and the power of Eternal Silence ran wildly. The entire space was forcibly nailed down by her for a moment. That moment was extremely short, but it was enough for Qin Yu's consciousness to regroup.
But the next moment, the power of the Dao Source Demonic Spirit completely suppressed it; it wasn't a collision, it was an engulfment.
The brilliance of the Primordial Dao Supreme Treasure was instantly flattened, as if pressed into the void by an invisible giant hand. Its internal legal structure crumbled layer by layer, and its originally complete primordial patterns lost their support in the face of the power of "history being deleted."
Cracks spread from the core, the light dimmed rapidly, and finally it exploded completely with an extremely dull thud. Before the fragments could spread, they were erased from time, and even the process of "shattering" no longer existed completely.
Chi Ninghua's figure was directly thrown away by that force. Her aura plummeted in an instant, her Fate Soul trembled violently, blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and she flew backward like a broken string. Qin Yu was also swept up by the aftershock.
His body tumbled in mid-air, his mind resounding violently. The aftershocks of the time displacement nearly shattered his consciousness again. His fingers reached out instinctively, but he couldn't grasp any "still existing" fulcrum.
At that very moment, an undeniable silence descended. That silence was neither oppressive nor imposing, yet it momentarily halted the collapse that was unfolding.
A beam of light descended from the depths of nothingness. The light was not dazzling, but extremely pure, like the only trace left after all fluctuations had disappeared. It had no trajectory, no speed, it simply appeared here in a certain instant, and then gently fell into Chi Ninghua's brow.
Time seemed to be redefined; at that moment, the Dao Source Demonic Spirit's eyes showed a genuine change for the first time.
Chi Ninghua's body suddenly stopped in mid-air. Her breathing, which was originally disordered, was forcibly calmed down the moment the light fell in. Her eyes slowly opened, and there was no longer a simple Eternal Silence in them, but an extremely profound stillness. That stillness had no fluctuations, no boundaries, like the absolute tranquility before the end of everything.
A very faint mark appeared between her brows; it was the Sword of Silent Void.
The next instant, the tremors in the entire space were forcibly suppressed. For the first time, the "Eternal Wuhen" power of the Dao Source Demonic Spirit did not continue to expand. It was silently blocked outside that area, as if it had crashed into an invisible interface.
Qin Yu steadied himself in mid-air, his breathing heavy, his mind still churning violently. He looked up at Chi Ninghua, a genuine sense of gravity appearing in his eyes for the first time. The situation had completely changed. The Divine Sword of Silent Void had chosen its master; it had chosen Chi Ninghua.