Epoch Immortal Clan · Soul-Hunting Slaughter

Just as the Source-Extinguishing Divine Sword fell completely silent, and the eleventh form, Primordial Beginning: The Sole Silent Name, was fully awakened—

The sky suddenly trembled.

Three immense auras of soul beasts, so powerful they nearly caused space to collapse, suddenly pressed down!

That is...

Nine Nether Flame Bone Dragon – A beast whose flames burn its bones and whose veins devour across eras!

Soul Rend Thunder Viper – A master of thunderous scales that generate lightning, a thunderous poison that devours consciousness and pierces through realms!

The Nether Soul Dream Taotie – a monstrous species that consumes souls through dreams and transcends the realm of nightmares!

They were originally the ultimate defenders of the Silent Origin Main Core, the Ultimate alien species condensed from the will of the ancient era.

But at this moment, as Qin Yu stood silently with his sword in hand, and the Silent Origin reverberated, they all withdrew their soul intent and bowed their heads!

That was an absolute gesture of submission!

It was as if, at this moment, they recognized the true sovereign—the sole master soul beyond naming and beyond eras!

Everyone was shocked.

"Are they... surrendering voluntarily?" Ming Tong whispered.

Qin Yu's gaze was calm, but he gently raised his hand and pointed in three directions.

"Since you are willing to submit, then choose a master and return to your position."

As soon as he finished speaking, the three divine beasts immediately displayed fluctuations in their soul patterns, transforming into rings of Soul Pact that flew towards the three of them.

Nine Nether Flame Bone Dragon – Descending into the Ming Ye, its flaming bones resonate with the ghostly souls, reforging its Flame Hell Soul Body;

Soul Rend Thunder Viper – Entangling the Ming Kong, Thunder Scales Possess the Body, Completely Reconstructing the Thunderous Soul Path;

The Nether Soul Dream Taotie —willingly returned to the Ming Tong, devouring the essence of dreams and transforming it into a core seal, deeply embedded within its Fate Soul.

All three were visibly shaken, but ultimately none of them refused—for it was an instinctive response from the depths of their souls.

Soul Pact Formed!

The three Immortal Antiquity immortal species have returned to their rightful places!

The Soul Altar was completely silent, with only a strange, epochal figure hovering behind each of the three individuals.

Qian Ruishan chuckled softly, "This is... a formation worthy of Qin Yu's might."

Zhou Yu and Yao Wanqing exchanged a glance and sighed softly.

Qin Yu, gazing at the distant sky where the Soul Well was about to close, murmured:

"This is just... the beginning."

The lingering effects had not yet dissipated, yet the world had already quietly changed.

Suddenly, the entire Soul Forest shook violently as a powerful array slowly rose.

As the array rose, beams of light appeared throughout the Soul Forest.

All the people from Soul Forest were enveloped in beams of light and slowly lifted into the air.

Everyone was teleported to a gray land that had never been recorded in any sect's secret records.

Here there is no wind, no light, no moon, Timelessness.

It was just a still, ancient forest, far more oppressive and silent than the previous Soul Forest.

A kind of extremely subtle "mist of dead souls" permeated the air, as if all sound had been stripped away, leaving only the instinctive trembling of the soul echoing quietly.

This place has an ancient name that no one dares to speak of:

Silent Origin Soul Tomb

It is the true Ultimate place of the Silent Sorrow Ancient Soul Forest.

It's not soul refining, not a trial, but sealing and abandonment.

Legend has it that this place was once the burial site of a group of alien races who were forever banished from the Soul Realm:

The Epoch Immortal Clan.

A race born in the primordial era, banished from the realm for defying the heavens and altering their souls, yet never completely eradicated.

They possessed extraordinary techniques that defied the laws of the soul, such as "Soul Life Reverse Construction," "Fate Soul Narrative Transfer," and "True Name Deprivation."

Further rumors:

"They are not dead, but... they are slumbering, waiting for the reappearance of the Silent Origin, which will be the time for their return to Realm Breaking."

Now, the Silent Origin Main Core has awakened, the Source-Extinguishing Divine Sword, and the eleventh form has been born.

All of this seemed to be... the signal they had been waiting for for a thousand years.

Qin Yu opened his eyes, and beneath his feet lay a patch of extremely cold, grayish-white soul soil.

Each step seemed to shatter the dust of countless souls and bones.

He looked up and saw that the tree trunks in the entire forest were twisted like corpses, and the branches were entwined with lingering soul threads. Every gust of wind carried the breath of something that did not belong to this world.

"This isn't a naturally formed hell," Ming Tong whispered, "It's a man-made... Soul Prison Corpse Forest."

Ming Ye's expression was solemn. "I've heard from the ancient records of the Ming Clan that this place was originally used to seal the 'Epoch Soul Prisoner,' and it's a forbidden area that no one below the Realm Master level is allowed to approach."

Zhou Yu gripped the Nether Lightning Imperial Surge Sword tightly, then his expression suddenly changed:

"Someone... is watching us."

"Not human."

It was Qin Yu who spoke.

At this moment, his soul detected an extremely faint fluctuation of the "reverse soul structure"—an existence that even perception could not fully capture, as if the Fate Soul had split off from the narrative.

Then, deep within the ancient forest, a blurry figure roamed like a ghost.

It had no face, no soul, no language; only a pair of pale white eyes hovered in the air, gazing at the crowd.

Ming Kong:

"That's... the 'Mindless Soul Hunter' of the Epoch Immortal Clan!"

A strange creature originating from the Divine Soul Reverse Life System, it is said to prey on those whose Fate Soul are not yet stable. Once someone is regarded as "prey," they will be marked forever unless they are completely eliminated.

"It seems they've been waiting for quite some time."

Qin Yu said in a low voice, his left hand resting on the hilt of the Source-Extinguishing Divine Sword, and a barely perceptible "Fate Soul Pattern" quietly appeared deep within his right eye.

Epoch Immortal Clan: Soul Hunting and Slaughter

The secluded forest was silent, just as it had been when I first entered.

The deeper they went into the forest, the more they realized that this place was not "dead silence" at all, but was completely suppressed by some unknown Fate Soul structure.

It's not just that sound can't be transmitted.

Even the fluctuations of consciousness, the flow of emotions, and even the ups and downs of the Fate Soul itself seem to be subject to some indescribable constraint.

Ming Kong whispered, "I... I can't even feel the essence of my own Soul Seal anymore."

Qian Ruishan's brows furrowed slightly. "The breath of ice souls has also been compressed to its Limit. This soul domain is a kind of soul-sealing layer targeting the 'Fate Soul of the trial participant'."

Qin Yu stood still, Azure Ring remained motionless, and the Source-Extinguishing Divine Sword returned to its sheath.

But he had already sensed that deep within this seemingly desolate, dead forest, something "not born of this world" was moving silently.

Boom!

Suddenly, a thunderous roar erupted from outside the forest!

Everyone turned their heads sharply and saw a broken section of the Soul Forest. A trial participant from the Spirit Firmament Great Realm was thrown out by a three-armed soul shadow. His soul body was twisted into three pieces, and his life or death was unknown!

"Help, help me...!"

The next instant, a blurry soul shadow silently approached the injured person's ear, opened a dark, soul-splitting maw, and completely devoured his Fate Soul!

There was no explosion, and no energy.

All that remained was a "silent chewing".

"It's them!" Ming Tong's eyes turned icy. "The Epoch Immortal Clan —has begun their hunt!"

And then, the several soul figures that slowly emerged from the forest suddenly appeared:

A person with seven eyes, distributed on their face, palms, shoulders, and chest, constantly rotating;

A tall, thin soul body, as thin as a bamboo pole, carried nine Soul Rend chains on its back, with decaying soul bones wrapped around the ends of the chains;

There was also a female soul race member, draped in silk gauze, but the lower half of her soul body had already transformed into the shadow of a soul river, seemingly capable of Soul Transformation into water and seeping into her sea of consciousness;

They have no language; they communicate with each other only through "soul structure jumps."

Ming Ye whispered, "The Seven-Eyed One... that's the [Life-Stealing Seven Observer] from the Epoch Soul Clan!"

"They are filtering for available soul sources." Ming Kong broke out in a cold sweat.

"Not everyone deserves to be killed," Ming Tong said in a deep voice. "They only devour those whose 'Fate Soul are not yet solidified' to mend their broken epochal soul records—"

"And we... are their best prey."

Buzz!!

Suddenly, a wisp of soul energy pierced the silence, and an outer sect disciple attempting to escape exploded. No enemy was seen, but only a black soul character—"Sacrifice"—was left on his soul core.

"Those are their soul-hunting marks." Yao Wanqing gripped the Soul Mirror tightly. "Those marked... will be hunted to death."

The Epoch Immortal Clan has fully activated the "Soul-Sealing Hunting Domain".

The sealed boundary, sealed for millions of years, reappears today with only one purpose:

"Remove the qualifications of the Fate Soul Masters of the Spirit Firmament Great Realm."

'Then take their souls to nourish your own'

Their first target in the hunt was: a complete purge of non- Realm Master level trial participants.

The next target of the hunt is everyone in the entire Spirit Firmament Great Realm who has entered the Soul Forest.

In this Epochal Ash Forest where "Fate Soul will be stripped from the register," those who survive...

You must first prove yourself—that you deserve to "possess Fate Soul".

And at this moment.

Qin Yu slowly walked out and raised his hand to grasp the Source-Extinguishing Divine Sword.

All the Epoch Soul Clan turned their gazes to him. The gazes were not hostile, but rather a mixture of anticipation and fear.

They had seen this sword in some lingering memory of an era.

And it... is the final product of that "naming destruction"!

"The Epoch Immortal Clan... I will remember you."

Qin Yu murmured, his footsteps landing lightly, leaving a dark, lingering mark on the ground.

The Soul-Sealing Hunt has officially begun.

The hunting expeditions of the Epoch Immortal Clan do not stop at the level of trial participants.

In fact, as Qin Yu and the others ventured deeper into the Soul Tomb, extremely powerful auras of Realm Master began to erupt from the depths of the Soul Forest in different directions.

Those were other powerful beings from outside the Spirit Firmament!

Amidst the churning gray mist, the first to appear was a figure resembling a black-gold flame. He stepped out from Lin Bei with a fierce stride, his palms churning with raging torrents of energy, his soul pressure boiling.

"Divine Flame Radiant Realm - Yan Sheng!"

Immediately following, three soul shadows roared out— Yan Ling and Yan Ce appeared simultaneously, the three converging into the Blazing Sun Three Rings, suppressing space!

"The spirits in this realm are not yet cleansed; it is not advisable to linger here," Yan Sheng said in a low voice.

But just as they were about to converge, the void suddenly cracked open!

Boom--!

Three soul locks swept out from the depths of the forest, binding Yan Ling's arms like soul vines, instantly sealing off his sea of consciousness!

"What?!"

Yan Sheng's expression changed drastically. Just as he was about to rush to the rescue, he heard a soft whisper coming from the forest:

"The Soul Seed of the Epoch cannot escape by borrowing fire."

Epoch Soul-Sealing Art: Calamity Flame Forbidden Pattern – The sender is unknown, but the entire forest was instantly burned to ashes!

Meanwhile, deep within the Eastern Region of the Silent Origin Soul Tomb.

The Crimson Abyss Divine Clan was setting up an array in front of the Ancient Soul Wall, with Yuan Jin standing within the soul patterns, his hands burning with Chi Ming Origin Flame.

Realm Lord Third Stage, he possessed a powerful aura, and a half-form Crimson Abyss Divine Phoenix appeared behind him.

"If my clan can obtain the Soul Source of the Master's Tomb, even the Spirit Firmament Underworld Sect will have to back down." He sneered.

But suddenly!

With a "whoosh," seven soul threads descended from the sky, enveloping the entire Ancient Soul Wall like a spider web!

"Who?!"

Before the words were finished, a figure of the Soul Clan, draped in gray cloth, with six twisted fingers and two eyes on its head, silently stepped out. Its presence was so faint that it seemed unreal.

"The Epoch Immortal Clan..." Yuan Jin suddenly changed.

But it was too late!

The Soul Clan member suddenly spat out a "Soul" character pattern, which was directly imprinted onto Yuan Jin's Fate Soul seal!

Name-Sealing Talisman - Soul-Stripping Mark

In an instant, Yuan Jin's phantom of the Divine Phoenix trembled violently, its soul cry broke, and its Fate Soul was forcibly "stripped of its name," causing its consciousness to become blurred, and it almost forgot "who I am!"

"Retreat!!" to the other side.

A vast sea of lightning, as large as a thunder domain, rolled violently.

Lei Wuyuan, the personal disciple of the master of the Thunder Prison Mystic Gate, suddenly appeared, wielding the Heavenly Thunder Halberd, surrounded by nine layers of thunder realm!

He looked at the five members of the Epoch Soul Clan ahead and said coldly:

Five against one? You guys are really breaking the rules.

"We're not here to talk about rules."

Among the five Epoch Soul Clan, one with empty eyes and a restless soul stepped forward slowly.

With a wave of his right hand, an Epoch Soul Lightning Detonation Pattern appeared in the air and actually connected directly to Lei Wuyuan's Soul-type Life Thunder Meridian!

"You dare to touch my Thunder Soul--"

"You think you invented thunder?"

Boom!!!

The Ninefold Thunder Realm shattered, Lei Wuyuan was forcibly knocked to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood!

Five members of the Epoch Soul Clan pounced, and the hunt began!

Finally, there's the direction of Linnan.

Amidst a raging crimson flame, Venerable Feng Yanxing and Xuanyuan Tower Envoy of the Realm Sealing Tower stood one after the other at the edge of the Soul Wall.

Feng Yan said in a low voice, "Something's not right here."

The Xuanyuan Tower Envoy had a deep expression, with nine gray tower patterns floating around him.

"The Epoch Immortal Clan is indeed here, but they are not dead."

Before he could finish speaking—

"Pop--"

A spatial rift, like a seam in cloth, opened up behind him, and an eyeball completely woven from soul threads suddenly appeared, staring at Feng Yan!

"What the hell is that!" Feng Yan raised his hand and slashed down with a fierce fist, aiming at the soul eye.

But his soul eye remained unmoved, only uttering a soul talisman indifferently:

Consciousness Abyss Judgment Seal

"Aaaaaah--!!"

Feng Yan's eyes suddenly exploded!

In his sea of consciousness, half of his soul image was directly devoured, and even his own cultivation was almost destroyed!

The Xuanyuan Tower Envoy's eyes narrowed, and he struck out with a palm, forcefully breaking through the soul void and dragging Feng Yan out, but he coldly spoke:

"I told you... don't underestimate your opponent."

Feng Yan stood there, blood streaming from his mouth, gritting his teeth.

"He's here too." The Xuanyuan Tower Envoy's gaze sharpened. "The true main soul—is probably about to awaken as well."

At this moment, the entire Silent Origin Soul Tomb transformed into a deadly hunting ground for the Epoch Immortal Clan.

The powerful Realm Master of the Spirit Firmament Great Realm are completely surrounded.

They spent their lives suppressing local lords and ruling over countless sects, but today—they finally feel a sense of oppression they've never experienced before.

This is not a battle, but a reckoning across epochal dimensions!

At this moment, Qin Yu, holding the Source-Extinguishing Divine Sword, slowly stepped onto a bone platform stained red with the blood of those who had slaughtered souls, and quietly looked into the depths of the gray forest ahead.

He finally spoke:

"Are they about to begin hunting us down?"

Feng Yan is severely injured, Yuan Jin's soul is shattered, Lei Wuyuan is captured, Venerable Yanyou is trapped in the Gray Domain, and Realm Master- level powerhouses are sealed in succession!

The trial participants of Spirit Firmament were struggling on the edge of life and death, their soul light constantly fading away.

But even under this terrifying pressure, Qin Yu finally took a slow step forward.

He stood there with his sword in hand, not uttering a word, yet a faint black pattern originating from the Silent Origin Main Core rippled between his brows.

At that moment, the gray mist deep within the entire Soul Tomb seemed to freeze.

Dozens of soul shadows from the Epoch Soul Clan appeared from the gray forest, each one no less powerful than Realm Master. Their gazes fell upon Qin Yu, yet none dared to make the first move!

"Are you scared?"

Ming Ye's cold gaze swept over the soul shadows, and he said calmly.

"It's not us we're afraid of," Ming Kong interjected, "It's him."

Qian Ruishan's finger gently pointed to the three phantom images of soul beasts that were slowly emerging behind Qin Yu!

Nine Nether Flame Bone Dragon – its soul flames surge and incinerate the bones of an entire era!

Soul Rend Thunder Viper – Thunderous poison pierces the sky, severing the consciousness that binds the soul!

The Nether Soul Dream Taotie – Dream Shadows Overlap, Devouring the Soul Veins of an Era!

Azure Thunder Lightning Hunter - Source Extremity Nirvana, Thunder Hunt of the Nine Realms

Four strange beasts hovered in the void behind Qin Yu, as if four ancient emperors, the Soul Master, had returned to this era once more!

Ming Tong, Ming Ye, Ming Kong, and Zhou Yu each stood atop their respective soul beasts, their Soul Pact activated, and the soul pressure around them surged back!

"We have sealed our souls for millions of years, but today... we will no longer tolerate this." Ming Tong's gaze was icy cold.

"Lightning strikes, souls are annihilated!" Ming Kong hissed, lightning patterns pulsating.

Ming Ye stood atop the spine of Yan Gu, and terrifying bone flames ignited throughout the entire Gray Domain!

Four people joined forces, and three beasts roared!

The Nether Soul Dream Taotie unleashes the Dream Devouring Domain, dragging an entire vanguard of the Epoch Soul Clan into the Dream Realm!

Soul Rend Thunder Viper – Bombards all directions with lightning locks, precisely shattering the enemy's vital soul core!

Nine Nether Flame Bone Dragon – its flaming bones sweep across, incinerating the soul lock and Soul Rend's body!

At this moment, the Soul Tomb collapsed!

But it was at this very moment--

The forest is deep.

A metallic hand emerged from the gray mist and gently brushed across the void.

The roars of countless soul beasts ceased instantly!

Ming Tong's soul trembled, and Meng Tao's attack faltered slightly!

The next moment.

A figure slowly stepped out.

He was clad in a gray-gold robe, his face covered with an ancient bronze soul mask, his eyes as cold as gray iron, and a broken whip chain made of countless soul threads dragged behind him.

With each step he took, the ground revealed names that had been obliterated—as if his presence was "eliminating the world's ability to narrate."

Qian Ruishan said in a deep voice:

"Who is he?"

Within the Epoch Soul Clan, whispers echoed from among the souls:

"Soul-Restraining Envoy."

The leader of the Seven Soul Generals of the Epoch Immortal Clan, wielding the reins of the Epoch and the whip of sealing names, Soul Master who can seize the "right to exist" of enemies.

Legend has it that he alone, during the War of the First Era, used his whip and chain to seal the register of three thousand realms, severing the reincarnation of ten thousand souls and crippling the entire Soul Era for a hundred years.

Now, he has appeared here for only one purpose:

"Strip the Silent Origin Main Core... once again."

His gaze fell directly on Qin Yu:

"You shouldn't have wielded that sword."

Qin Yu chuckled and responded, sword in hand:

"Then... you come and peel it."