Chi Xiao gripped the giant axe tightly, veins bulging on his forehead, his chest heaving violently. He stared at Qin Yu in the distance, who held the Silent Origin Stainless Sword, his anger turning into utter madness. The next moment, Chi Xiao suddenly spread his arms wide and roared to the sky, "The Origin of the Wrath Clan — Burning the World's Living Beings!!" Boom—the heavens and earth trembled, and the entire Northern Region began to rumble violently.
Thousands of dark red currents surged and converged from all directions. This was not scorching flames, but pure and Ultimate rage. On the plaza, the faces of the Duckweed Clan Clan members suddenly turned red. Some clenched their fists, their eyes filled with rising ferocity, glaring at their fellow clansmen for no reason. Even Fu Wansheng's Fate Soul surged and churned, unable to conceal his chaotic emotions.
A sudden urge to vent rose in his chest, Chi Xiao bloodshot as he laughed maniacally, "This is the true power of the Wrath Clan!" "All living beings in heaven and earth have anger!" "As long as there is anger!" "That is my power!" With his roar, the entire world began to change, and countless blood-red lines cracked open in the sky.
Dark red veins appeared on the earth, and countless rages converged into rivers, then into oceans, and finally condensed above Chi Xiao's head, forming a blood-red behemoth tens of thousands of feet tall. The behemoth had no facial features, only a pair of scarlet eyes. The moment the eyes opened, the heavens and earth trembled, and the deepest anger in the hearts of all living beings was simultaneously ignited.
This is the original divine power of the Wrath Clan, the Wrath Origin Returning Tide. It does not attack the physical body, but directly draws upon the anger within the Fate Soul. As long as emotions exist, they will become its nourishment. The stronger the anger, the stronger the divine power, ultimately causing all living beings to devour each other and become part of the source of anger. Chi Xiao an axe in both hands.
He slashed down fiercely at Qin Yu. "Kneel down!!" Boom—The ten-thousand-foot-tall blood shadow simultaneously swung its fist, and an endless tide of rage swept across the heavens and earth, pressing down on Qin Yu. However, in the face of all this, Qin Yu simply stood there quietly, without retreating, without drawing his sword, and without even changing his expression.
He merely raised his head, glancing indifferently at the crimson colossal figure with a hint of coldness in his eyes. The next moment, Qin Yu slowly spoke. "Your anger comes from all living beings, from the outside world, from plunder, not from yourself." As soon as he finished speaking, Chi Xiao's expression changed slightly.
Qin Yu continued, "You take the anger of all living beings upon yourself, thinking you've mastered it. In reality, you're merely driven by anger. Anger is the cause, and you are the effect. You've never been the master of anger, merely a vessel for it." Boom!
Qin Yu gently raised his right hand, and the Silent Origin Stainless Sword emitted a clear sword cry. The moment the sword cry rang out, the world suddenly fell silent, and a gray-white sword intent rose up. There were no earth-shattering phenomena, no world-destroying fluctuations, only a sword intent that was simple to the Ultimate: Silent.
Eternal Silence, the end. Where the sword intent passed, the raging tide began to collapse. One torrent of fury after another disintegrated on its own. Chi Xiao appeared on the ten-thousand-foot-tall blood shadow. Blazing roar's expression changed drastically. "How is this possible?!" Qin Yu said slowly. "Your divine power is built upon the eternal growth of fury, but fury itself is change, and change leads to end." End means Annihilation. Your foundation is wrong. Crack
The first crack pierced through the Blood Shadow's chest, followed by a second, a third, and a fourth. Boom—the entire blood-red giant shadow shattered. The raging tide dissipated instantly, Chi Xiao's pupils contracted wildly, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, staggering back dozens of steps, his legs trembling. He stared intently at Qin Yu.
For the first time, the rage in his eyes vanished, replaced by shock, horror, and fear, because at this moment, he finally realized something. The person before him had never made a serious move from beginning to end. His pride and joy, the fundamental divine power of the Nu Wrath Clan, had been seen through in a single glance, and shattered by a single word. He hadn't even drawn his sword.
Meanwhile, Qin Yu remained standing in place, his robes swaying gently. The Silent Origin Stainless Sword floated quietly in his palm, his expression calm and undisturbed. Chi Xiao's throat bobbed, and cold sweat began to seep from his forehead. His hand unconsciously tightened around the axe handle, then slowly loosened, his eyes flickering until he finally realized something.
He was not facing an ordinary outsider, but an existence far beyond his comprehension. The next moment, Chi Xiao suddenly turned around. "Run!!!" Boom-- He didn't even bother to retract his axe. His entire body transformed into a streak of blood-red light, rushing madly towards the distant horizon.
For the first time, panic, fear, and the thought of survival appeared on that violent face. In the distance Fu Wansheng and countless members of the Duckweed Clan Clan were stunned. They never dreamed that the high and mighty Blazing Erosion Clan War Envoy, who was always ready to kill them, would be so frightened that he would turn and flee for his life.
Qin Yu slowly raised his head, his gaze falling on the fleeing Chi Xiao in the distance. His eyes were calm, and he did not immediately give chase. After Chi Xiao transformed into a streak of crimson light and disappeared into the horizon, the world returned to silence. Qin Yu did not pursue him. He gripped the Silent Origin Stainless Sword and slowly withdrew his gaze from the distance.
His face showed no sign of victory; instead, his brows furrowed slightly. From the moment he entered this world, he sensed an extremely strange sense of unease. The anger emanating from Chi Xiao was not something acquired; those violent, aggressive, destructive, and plundering thoughts had almost seeped into the deepest part of his Fate Soul.
It was as if he was born this way, while the people of the Duckweed Clan Clan before him were the complete opposite. From the moment they appeared, they cowered, yielded, and hesitated, even after Chi Xiao had left. They remained kneeling on the ground, and not one of them dared to raise their head. This feeling was not like their character at all.
It was more like a definition etched deep into the very essence of their Fate Soul. Qin Yu's gaze swept over the crowd, a chill creeping into his heart. "The Wrath Clan is born with a violent temper." "The Duckweed Clan is born timid." If this wasn't acquired... then what exactly are they?
As this thought arose, Qin Yu's unease intensified, because these races gave him a completely different feeling from the cultivators outside. They seemed to have been given some kind of unchangeable destiny from birth. At this moment Fu Wansheng was still kneeling on the ground, his forehead pressed tightly against the ground, his body trembling slightly.
Not daring to even breathe, Qin Yu pulled himself together and slowly spoke, "Come in with me." His voice wasn't loud, but Fu Wansheng's body jolted. He hurriedly looked up. "Yes... yes, sir." He scrambled to his feet, his back still bent, not daring to look Qin Yu in the eye.
The thousands of members of the Duckweed Clan Clan around them all lowered their heads, and no one dared to make a sound. Qin Yu turned and walked towards the inner hall, with Fu Wansheng following quickly behind him. The clansmen on both sides stepped aside, each with a look of tension and awe on their faces, until the two of them had completely entered the hall and the hall doors slowly closed.
The entire palace fell silent once more. Inside the main hall, it remained simple, without any luxurious decorations. Wooden tables, stone chairs, and some ancient utensils were neatly arranged in the corners. A faint scent of ancient trees filled the air. Qin Yu walked to the main seat and slowly sat down, his gaze falling on Fu Wansheng.
Fu Wansheng immediately knelt down again, his hands supporting his head, his forehead already damp with cold sweat. Qin Yu watched him quietly for a long time before slowly speaking.
"Next," I want you to tell me honestly, "Everything here, all the races, that so-called sacred tree, and where you came from, and why you exist here?"
The voice was calm, yet it sent a shiver down Fu Wansheng's spine. He knew that the being before him had already seen much. After a moment of silence, Fu Wansheng suddenly raised his head, his expression somewhat flustered, yet also showing a hint of struggle. "My lord... if we were to ask who in the entire world understands all of this best, it would probably not be me, but something left behind by my ancestors."
Qin Yu's eyes flickered slightly. "What is it?" Fu Wansheng hurriedly said, "The Wordless Heavenly Book." Upon hearing this, Qin Yu's expression tightened slightly. Fu Wansheng continued, "From the very beginning of my Duckweed Clan, that book of heaven has existed, passed down orally from generation to generation of clan leaders. It records the origin of our clan and also the secrets of the entire world." "But..."
At this point, Fu Wansheng gave a bitter smile. "For countless years, no one has been able to understand it. There are no words, no patterns, and not even any fluctuations of energy on the pages. That's why it's called the Wordless Heavenly Book.' Successive patriarchs of our clan have tried to decipher it, but all have failed."
Qin Yu's gaze deepened. To have been so carefully preserved for countless years, and to be connected to the origin of the world, this so-called Wordless Heavenly Book could not be simple. Seeing Qin Yu's silence, Fu Wansheng hurriedly said, "Please wait a moment, sir." "I'll go get it right away." He immediately stood up and hurried towards the depths of the inner hall.
The entire hall fell silent once more. Qin Yu sat alone, his fingers lightly tapping the table. Within his mind, Xiao Yue sat on the swing atop the Void Divine Tree, her large, sapphire-like eyes slightly narrowed. "Interesting." "Increasingly interesting."
Qin Yu slowly raised his head, his gaze fixed on the depths of the hall. "I'm also very curious," he said. "What exactly does this so-called Wordless Heavenly Book record? Can it unlock the secrets of this realm, or perhaps it records the secrets of the Layered Realm Void Great Emperor?"