One of the Shangguan Lineage's Forbidden Divine Abilities
Shangguan Jiayan was greatly shocked. Just as he was about to activate his Fate Soul's origin to respond, his movements suddenly froze. In Qin Yu's palm, a long sword quietly appeared: the Silent Origin Stainless Sword.
The moment the longsword appeared, all sounds in the world vanished. There was no dazzling light on the blade, no surging and rampant Sword Qi, only an indescribable, timeless silence, as if the sword came from the end of all things returning to stillness.
Qin Yu slowly raised his sword, his voice indifferent and distant. "The No-Thought Absolute Silence Sword." The moment the sword was drawn, the world changed color.
In an instant, the entire Myriad Worlds Graveyard transformed into a boundless sea of chaotic lotuses. Countless ancient chaotic lotuses bloomed one after another in the void, only to wither and fall in an instant, their petals scattering and drifting away, all returning to Annihilation.
This sword strike did not aim at the physical body, nor did it directly bombard the Fate Soul; instead, it slashed at the origin of the opponent's concept, severing the earliest trace existing between heaven and earth.
Shangguan Jiayan's face turned deathly pale, and a tremendous fear welled up in his heart.
He suddenly realized that he was unable to generate any thoughts of resistance. It wasn't that his divine sense was blocked and he couldn't think, but rather that the concept of "resistance" was being directly negated by this sword intent. His deductions, defenses, and all coping strategies no longer even had the chance to be born under the sword intent.
"This..." For the first time, genuine fear arose in Shangguan Jiayan's eyes, but it was too late. The sword fell, without a deafening explosion or a deafening roar that tore through the universe, only a soft sword cry gently rippled through the air.
A soft hum—as if the entire world held its breath, the next moment, Shangguan Jiayan's body was struck as if by a severe blow, and he was sent flying backward with a deafening roar!
He crashed heavily onto a floating piece of world debris on the outskirts of the Myriad Worlds Graveyard, causing countless shattered continents to crumble. Blood gushed from the corner of his mouth, and the Fate Soul essence within his body violently trembled, with cracks spreading continuously.
The onlookers were shaken to their core. Everyone could see clearly that Qin Yu had deliberately restrained the full power of his sword intent; if he had attacked with all his might, Shangguan Jiayan would have already been annihilated.
Qin Yu sheathed his sword, his expression unchanged. He had only unleashed half the power of the No-Thought Absolute Silence Sword, not intending to kill in the competition, but only to widen the gap and make his opponent realize the true extent of the difference.
Shangguan Jiayan struggled to sit up, his face pale, his mind a jumble of emotions—shock, resentment, and an indelible sense of awe. He gazed at Qin Yu, remaining silent for a long time.
Above the void of clouds, the four Void Emanation Realm envoys remained silent.
Nalan Yanqing's gaze was deep as he slowly spoke, " At the Eternal Silence Realm Initial Stage, he consecutively deciphered two Eternal Silence inherited divine abilities, and then severely injured a top genius of the same level with his swordsmanship. Just what is the background of this Qin Yu?"
Within the Hua Lineage camp, Hua Jingmeng quietly observed the scene on the arena. The playful look that had been in his eyes slowly faded, replaced by a deep and solemn expression. Only now did he fully realize that Qin Yu was far more terrifying than he had previously anticipated.
Shangguan Jiayan stood on the broken battle platform, his Dao power chaotic and turbulent, blood dripping from the corner of his lips, his robes no longer as clean as before, his chest heaving violently, the surging power of his Fate Soul constantly assaulting his body, making his face as pale as paper.
But what truly weighed on his heart, what he found unbearable, was not the severe physical injury, but the chorus of voices rising from all directions. "Shangguan Jiayan has lost?"
"How could this be! He is one of the most outstanding prodigies of the new generation of the Shangguan Lineage!" "Just who is this Qin Yu? He's Eternal Silence Realm Initial Stage, yet he has already neutralized two of the Shangguan Lineage's inherited divine abilities."
"No wonder the Chi Lineage went to great lengths to recruit outside help; this person's foundation is unfathomable. The Annihilation Tribulation Finger and the Dao Silence Heavenly Book are both supreme techniques of the Shangguan Lineage, yet he managed to break them all with ease..."
Each word drifted into his ears like an invisible blade, constantly piercing the very foundation of his Fate Soul. Shangguan Jiayan slowly clenched his fists, his knuckles turning bluish-white.
From the day he was born, he was the pride and joy of the Shangguan clan, with the Lineage showering him with endless resources to cultivate him. The clan opened up top-grade origin secret realms and ancient inheritance treasures to him, and powerful members of the clan personally protected him. Everyone was certain that Shangguan Jiayan would shine brightly in this year's Four Great Lineage Grand Competition, and even have a chance to challenge for the final championship.
But now, he had lost, defeated by a Nameless, unaffiliated cultivator invited by the Chi Lineage to participate in the Rogue Cultivator. "No..." Shangguan Jiayan's head drooped, his shoulders trembled slightly, and a crazed obsession grew in his eyes, "I cannot lose..." "How could I lose to a Rogue Cultivator..."
The whisper grew deeper and deeper, then suddenly he jerked his head back, his eyes filled with a ferocious bloodshot, and boom!!!
In an instant, the Fate Soul essence within his body ignited, and the violent, eternally Stillness Dao power suddenly awakened like an abyss that had been sleeping for countless ages. The void of the entire Myriad Worlds Graveyard trembled violently, and dark cracks spread out from his feet in all directions.
In the Shangguan Lineage's territory, the elders' expressions changed drastically. "Jiayan!" "Stop immediately!" "Don't be impulsive! Stop now!!" Shangguan Jiayan, consumed by resentment and madness, could no longer hear any dissuasion. "You're just a mere Rogue Cultivator!" "How dare you defeat me!!!" "Aaaaaah!!!"
A deafening roar echoed throughout the Myriad Worlds Graveyard. His eyes were bloodshot, and the Dao patterns around his body repeatedly shattered and reformed. "I, Shangguan Jiayan, will never admit defeat!!!" Before his words had even finished, he slowly clasped his hands together, and an ancient and ferocious aura slowly awakened from the deepest part of his Fate Soul.
Above the void of clouds, the expressions of the four Void Emanation Realm envoys changed simultaneously. Nalan Yanqing's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. "This is..." Xuanyuan Canglan frowned deeply. "One of the forbidden inherited divine abilities of the Shangguan Lineage?"
For the first time, Murong Yunche's expression turned serious. "Has he gone mad?" Nangong Xingyun slowly uttered five deep, resonant words. "One of the Shangguan Lineage's forbidden Return to the Abyss abilities, Imperial Palace Chaos."
Boom!!! All the colors in the world faded away in an instant. Shangguan Jiayan sat cross-legged in the void, his hands forming a seal. Spiderweb-like black cracks appeared on his skin. There was no blood in the cracks, only strands of silver-gray light collapsing inward.
His body was transforming into an abyss that devoured everything. His aura was rising steadily, gradually breaking free from the inherent power boundaries of a cultivator in the Eternal Silence Realm.
"With my Dao fruit..." "Sacrifice this body..." "Open-- the Imperial Palace Chaos!" As soon as he finished speaking, Shangguan Jiayan suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes had completely lost their vitality, leaving only boundless emptiness.
Boom!!! Above the Myriad Worlds Graveyard, a massive void rift stretching for tens of thousands of miles was torn open. Deep within the rift, there were no spatial turbulence, no divine lightning from the heavens, and no radiance whatsoever; only absolute darkness. It was a Domain of Annihilation even a sound could not penetrate.
The moment darkness appeared, the Fate Soul of the billions of cultivators watching in the Myriad Worlds Graveyard trembled in unison, countless people turned pale, and those with weaker cultivation levels knelt directly in the void.
Everyone clearly sensed that this darkness was not simply about destroying everything and annihilating life, but rather about directly denying all "existence" itself.
Around the arena, the void gradually faded and dissolved. Floating fragments of the world continuously dissipated from the outer edge, and shattered continents, broken stars, and the remains of worlds that had survived countless eras were slowly stripped away and erased by this force.
Within the Shangguan Lineage's camp, the patriarch Shangguan Lingxiao's face turned pale, and he abruptly stood up, his eyes revealing an undisguised panic.
"Jiayan!" "Stop immediately!" "Absolutely not!!!" His shouts shook the sky, but it was all too late.
Once the Imperial Palace Chaos is activated, the caster has already sacrificed themselves, and it is impossible to forcibly stop it before their power is exhausted.
Everyone in the Shangguan Lineage was shaken, and many elders trembled slightly. No one had expected that in order to defeat Qin Yu, Shangguan Jiayan would burn his own Dao Fruit and activate this forbidden divine power that even the clan leader strictly forbade his clansmen to touch lightly.
"He's gone mad... He's completely gone mad." Countless cultivators in the outer viewing area gasped in shock. "This is no longer a duel on an arena!" "Does he intend to affect the entire Myriad Worlds Graveyard?" "The four envoys, why aren't you intervening?" The crowd murmured amongst themselves...
In the Hua Lineage's territory, Hua Yin quietly gazed at the battlefield, a cold smile curving his lips. His face showed no trace of panic, only a deep sense of sarcasm.
"Utterly foolish," he muttered to himself, his voice barely audible to a few nearby. "I have already personally experienced Qin Yu's methods. For a mere Shangguan Jiayan to think he can force him to yield, even if he uses one of his forbidden divine powers? Simply delusional."
Hua Jingmeng stood with her hands behind her back, her dark eyes fixed on the ever-expanding Silent Abyss, a faint, cold smile playing on her lips. "Ridiculous." "Thinking that burning your Fate Soul Dao Fruit will turn the tide of battle?"
His gaze shifted to Qin Yu in the center of the arena. The mockery that had been lingering in his eyes slowly dissipated, replaced by a deep sense of apprehension. He knew very well that the opponent who could truly force Qin Yu to go all out was never Shangguan Jiayan. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, all eyes were focused on the young figure in the center of the dilapidated arena.
Facing the ever-expanding Imperial Palace Chaos, Qin Yu slowly raised his eyes. The hem of his black robe fluttered gently in the long wind of the void, his expression as calm as ever. In his deep eyes, there was no fear, no agitation, only an ancient silence. The next moment, his hand slowly grasped the Silent Origin Stainless Sword.