The Blazing Erosion Clan Chief slowly narrowed his eyes, this was the first time he had truly shown a solemn expression. His gaze was fixed on the Silent Origin Stainless Sword in Qin Yu's hand, his heart churning with turbulent emotions. "Chi Ming..." "He's actually at a disadvantage." "With his strength, combined with the Heaven-Holding Halberd and the Silent Abyss World-Sweeping Halberd, he could easily crush even a thousand members of his clan."
"But this outsider..." "He actually shattered the Great Dao of Return to the Abyss head-on." "Who exactly is he?" "Could it be..." A hint of hesitation flashed in the clan leader's eyes for the first time. "His strength..." "Is actually even above that person's?"
Thinking of this, he slowly shook his head again. "Impossible." "Absolutely impossible." "I personally witnessed that person's Fate Soul aura." "This person could not possibly be stronger than him." However, everything that was happening before his eyes made him waver in his judgment for the first time.
... Chi Ming slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He raised his head, his eyes filled with disbelief as he stared intently at Qin Yu, his voice even trembling slightly. "This..." "What kind of divine power is this?" "It actually..." "It can shatter my Great Dao of Logic..." Qin Yu slowly sheathed the Silent Origin Stainless Sword.
His expression remained calm, a slight smile playing on his lips. "You don't need to know. You only need to know that your time is running out." These words pierced Chi Ming. His face instantly contorted in rage, his eyes bloodshot. He gripped the Heaven-Holding Halberd- Piercing Halberd tightly, his inner Anger and Aversion Origin burning fiercely.
He absolutely could not lose, much less be defeated in front of tens of thousands of the Blazing Erosion Clan cultivators behind him. That would not only be his own disgrace, but also an unprecedented humiliation for the entire Blazing Erosion Clan in millions of years. Thinking of this, Chi Ming suddenly lowered his head and then let out an increasingly maniacal laugh, filled with savagery and madness.
He slowly raised his head, his eyes now completely bloodshot, staring intently at Qin Yu's lips as they slowly split open. "Boy..." "Next..." "I'll let you truly see—" "What?" "The real hell."
Chi Ming's chest heaved violently as he gripped the Heaven-Holding Halberd tightly in his hand. Blood flowed continuously from his tiger's mouth down the halberd shaft, dripping onto the scorched earth, where it was instantly vaporized into a reddish-black mist by the scalding magma.
His supernatural logic had just been shattered by Qin Yu's sword, and the humiliation of being suppressed in public twisted his face. The malice and anger deep in his eyes intertwined and eventually turned into a near-out-of-control madness.
He slowly lowered his head, a suppressed chuckle escaping his throat. The chuckle grew deeper and hoarse, and the Heaven-Holding Halberd trembled, with muffled echoes emanating from its depths, as if an abyss were groaning in pain.
The surrounding air suddenly became viscous, even the rolling magma slowed its flow. Countless whispers emerged from the depths of the void, and malevolent thoughts crawled across the heavens and earth like ants. Chi Ming abruptly raised his head, his eyes flashing with a dark gray-red light, and stared at Qin Yu, saying each word slowly and deliberately, "Silent Boiling Abyss."
His thrust, though seemingly heavy and slow, caused all of Qin Yu's defensive senses to react abnormally. Wherever the halberd tip passed, the space seemed to be branded by red-hot iron, leaving behind twisted, angry marks. These marks were not cracks, but wounds left by the laws of nature in painful contraction.
The invisible evil seed traveled along the halberd's edge, penetrating the depths of heaven and earth, bypassing the physical body and the barrier of the Fate Soul, and directly targeting Qin Yu's most fundamental "self." This power was entirely different from the previous Return to the Abyss; it no longer attempted to erase Qin Yu, but instead poured rage and evil into the depths of his Fate Soul, causing his core existence to boil over, turning his reason, foundation, causality, and the microscopic structures of time and space into boiling oil.
Turning him into a self-destructive source of rage, as the halberd approached, layers of gray-red ripples appeared in the air around Qin Yu, and magma on the ground kept exploding. Some Blazing Erosion Clan cultivators in the distance were only swept by the aftershocks, and their eyes showed violent blood light. They couldn't help but let out low growls at their fellow clansmen beside them, as if even they were being dragged into madness by this out-of-control rage.
Upon seeing this, Qian Wenwan's eyes narrowed sharply, and she tightened her grip on Compassion and Joy's fingers slightly. She could clearly sense that this divine power was extremely vicious. If the seed of evil were to truly be driven into the depths of his Fate Soul, even if Qin Yu was strong, he might be forced to endure a berserk state from the inside out.
She shifted her feet slightly, her shoulders leaning forward gently. A warm white glow appeared on the Compassion and Joy sword. Her usual composure was replaced by worry. Her brows furrowed slightly, and her lips were pursed tightly. In an instant, her expression betrayed her true nervousness.
However, Qin Yu simply raised his left hand slowly, palm facing outward, signaling her to stop. He didn't turn around, his voice calm to the point of being indifferent. "Shopkeeper Qian, leave it to me!" Qian Wenwan stopped in her tracks, her gaze falling on Qin Yu's profile.
Her young face showed no sign of panic, not even a tremor in her eyelashes. Although she was still worried, she knew that intervening rashly at this moment would only disrupt Qin Yu's rhythm. She could only take a deep breath, hold Compassion and Joy to her chest, and keep her eyes fixed on the battle, her fingertips still slightly white from tension.
Qin Yu silently gazed at the approaching Silent Boiling Abyss until the invisible evil seed was about to pierce his Fate Soul, then he slowly closed his eyes. Within his sea of consciousness, the Silent Beginning Ring Master Soul Diagram suddenly unfolded, the Nine-Wheel True Evolution Dharma Wheel simultaneously rotated, and the Book of Fate Law and the Realm Severing Origin Brush trembled slightly deep within his soul. All the surrounding gray and red furious marks were dismantled layer by layer in his perception:
Evil takes root in the heart, relying on "the self can be hated"; the raging waves boil, relying on "the core can be ignited"; the final abyss boils, relying on "existence has boundaries that can be burned through". Qin Yu opened his eyes, a deep and cold light flashing in them. The Silent Origin Stainless Sword in his hand did not strike the halberd's edge, but instead gently touched the space between his eyebrows. Then, the sword blade slashed outward, and the gray-white sword intent spread out like a silent tide.
He didn't unleash a brute-force, killing sword technique, but rather a move from the Silent Origin Stainless Sword Immaculate Sword that directly targets consciousness and self-definition— the No-Thought Absolute Silence Sword. The moment this sword was drawn, all the definitions around Qin Yu that were "enraging," "hateful," and "capable of being ignited" simultaneously vanished into silence; the seed of evil had barely touched the edge of his Fate Soul.
It was as if he had fallen into a Stainless land devoid of soil, light, and sound, where he could neither take root nor burn. The next moment, Qin Yu gently pressed down with his sword, and the gray-white sword intent spread in the opposite direction along the seed of evil, flowing upstream along the angry marks pierced by the Chi Ming Boiling Abyss into Thought Severance silence.
A silent yet incredibly powerful clash erupted in the center of the world. The gray-red furious marks, like billions of burning venomous snakes, lunged at Qin Yu, while the gray-white sword intent of non-thought spread out like a boundless, silent sea. Where the two met, space bulged and collapsed repeatedly, and the entire Southern Region seemed to be crumpled by an invisible giant hand.
The malevolent thoughts on the Heaven-Holding Halberd tried to penetrate Qin Yu's Fate Soul, but were swallowed up by the Sword Intent of No Thought; the rage wanted to ignite his core existence, but lost its "target" when it got close; countless gray-red turbulent waves surged continuously, but were eventually pressed back into the halberd body bit by bit by the Silent Origin Stainless Sword.
The sneer on Chi Ming's face finally froze. His pupils contracted sharply, and the muscles on his arms bulged as he desperately tried to push the Heaven-Holding Halberd forward. But the demonic halberd seemed to have crashed into an entire silent universe. Not only did it not move forward even an inch, it began to emit a teeth-grinding cracking sound.
Qin Yu took a step forward, and with a gentle thrust of the Silent Origin Stainless Sword, the backlash surged back along the Heaven-Holding Halberd- Supporting Halberd, crashing directly into Chi Ming's chest. Chi Ming was struck as if by the heavens; his chest armor shattered instantly, and dense gray-white cracks appeared on his skin. His massive body was sent flying backward, crashing through three crimson-black rock peaks before finally slamming heavily into the scorched earth in the distance.
Smoke and dust billowed, and pebbles flew everywhere. Chi Ming lay at the bottom of the deep pit, his body beginning to split open from his shoulders, chest, and abdomen. What flowed from the cracks was not blood, but strands of gray-red essence polluted by the sword intent of Annihilation.
He struggled to his feet from Heaven-Holding Halberd pit, his knees still trembling, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth. His face was contorted with a mixture of ferocity and terror, making him look extremely disheveled. He stared intently at Qin Yu, his chest heaving with the panting of a wild beast, before roaring to the sky, "Aaaaaah! You're asking for death—!" This roar shook the wasteland, but compared to his previous arrogance, it now clearly contained an undisguised fear.
The Blazing Erosion Clan army fell completely silent. Tens of thousands of the Blazing Erosion Clan cultivators had originally raised their divine weapons, ready to watch how Chi Ming would crush this outsider, but now everyone froze in place. Many of them hadn't even had time to wipe the sneer from their lips, but their eyes were already filled with shock.
Everyone knew about Chi Ming's strength within the clan. His Heaven-Holding Halberd was a crucial weapon of the clan, and ordinary experts had no chance against Ji Feiyuan. Yet today, he had his supernatural powers shattered by a young man from outside who looked to be only in his early twenties, and was even severely injured by a single sword strike.
The composure on the face of the Blazing Erosion Clan Chief finally cracked. His deep-set eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze fixed on Qin Yu, and the taut line at the corner of his mouth grew colder. He didn't speak, but his eyes said it all—this outsider was definitely not just an intruder.