Desolate Slaughter Calamity-Delivering Halberd

Within Ju Gongchen's chest cavity, the origin of his Fate Soul violently trembled, and a blood-red pillar of light shot into the sky. Within the pillar of light, there were no elaborate runes, only a chilling killing intent that had been precipitated over countless epochs. It was as if a wisp of remaining killing intent from the ancient, untraceable war of primordial World Extinguisher had crossed countless cycles of reincarnation and answered the call to descend upon the world at this moment.

Behind him, the void tore open to both sides, revealing a desolate and barren ancient battlefield. There were no stars in the sky, no living beings, the earth was covered with countless ancient corpses, and countless broken divine weapons lay fallen in the ground, each retaining the immense power that had once shattered heaven and earth.

In the center of the battlefield, a colossal divine halberd slowly rose.

The halberd has a deep, antique bronze color, and its surface is covered with cracks etched by time. These cracks are not from damage caused by weapons, but rather the eternal marks left behind after countless paths were severed by it.

On either side of the halberd's blade, the first wisp of killing intent born at the dawn of creation emanated, with a faint crimson light slowly flowing around it. On the halberd's shaft, countless broken chains of cause and effect were wrapped in layers, each chain corresponding to a powerful being who had once been slain by this halberd.

The Desolate Slaughter Calamity-Delivering Halberd, the Myriad Worlds Graveyard, is utterly silent.

Thousands of cultivators felt as if their very Fate Soul had been gently swept by an invisible blade. This was not a targeted attack; it was merely the residual killing power naturally emanating from this innate weapon that was enough to terrify the souls of all living beings.

Hua Nongrui's gaze suddenly froze at the Hua Lineage's viewing seats. On the four judges' platforms, Nangong Xingyun's expression finally changed. Nalan Yanqing stared at the giant halberd stretching across the void and whispered its name:

"The Desolate Slaughter Halberd... a legendary innate killing weapon born before the myriad paths had taken their final form."

Nangong Xingyun remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking, "I never imagined that Ju Gongchen would actually fuse this item into his own Fate Soul essence." On the arena, Ju Gongchen reached out and firmly grasped the hilt of the Desolate Slaughter Halberd.

The heavens and earth trembled and shook, and his aura underwent a complete transformation. Previously, the Primordial Annihilation Structure still contained creation and order; but now, with the awakening of the Desolate Slaughter Dao Slaying, only Ultimate destruction remained. There were no complicated rules, no profound interpretations, no myriad transformations, only the most simple will remained—to slay.

Ju Gongchen slowly raised the Desolate Slaughter Halberd above his head, Boom!!!

Within a radius of ten thousand feet, all the Dao patterns in the sky trembled, and the void opened up with fine cracks like a spider web. The river of time was pulled and twisted by an invisible force, turning into swirling bands of light.

Threads of cause and effect appeared in the void, then snapped one after another. The great principles that originally governed heaven and earth were all drawn toward the halberd's edge, no longer maintaining the order of the world, but transforming into the sharpness of this strike.

Ju Gongchen's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he spoke each word with a chilling, earth-shattering voice. "Hua Jingmeng! Take this—Desolate—Slaughter—Path!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the giant halberd came crashing down.

There was no Heaven Collapse explosion, no dazzling light; instead, the entire world fell into an instant of absolute silence. The next instant, a wisp of blood-red halberd light appeared out of nowhere, as thin as a hair, yet it pierced through both ends of the world.

This halberd's edge wasn't aimed directly at Hua Jingmeng herself. It was slashing at the entire world Hua Jingmeng stood upon. From the very beginning, Ju Gongchen had no intention of chasing after that ever-changing figure. What he wanted to shatter was the soil upon which all change depended.

Hua Jingmeng fully activated the Grand Void Dao Transformation Art within her body, her form instantly transforming into countless forms. In the blink of an eye, she transformed into Qingfeng, flowing water, scattered starlight, and ethereal nothingness, with one Tai Xu Hua form after another alternating and changing.

But as the crimson halberd flashed past, a sudden roar erupted.

The Qingfeng that carried change was shattered, the ever-flowing water was shattered, the twinkling starlight was shattered, and even the void foundation that supported all illusions was torn apart by this halberd.

For the first time, a genuine sense of seriousness flashed across Hua Jingmeng's eyes.

Only then did he fully realize that Ju Gongchen's attack was not intended to break his Flowing Transformation Technique, but rather to directly sever the very foundation upon which Flowing Transformation depended for its existence. If heaven and earth ceased to exist, the Flowing Transformation of all phenomena would have no basis. The Desolate Slaughter Dao Slaying was meant to destroy that very basis as well.

The crimson halberd's edge drew ever closer, its terrifying killing intent enveloping the entire arena.

Above the heavens, the four Source Dao Ultimate Beast Huang all watched this clash intently. Wanyan Huang's boundless network of possibilities trembled slightly, revealing an almost approving sentiment. "Fixedness and change have finally collided with the root of the Great Dao."

Mystic Deconstruction Huang's voice was deep as he slowly commented, "This halberd has almost negated change itself." Only Nameless remained silent; the overwhelming killing intent before him had already transcended all categories that could be named in this world.

Hua Jingmeng stood before the crimson halberd, the Grand Void Dao Transformation Art still circulating wildly within her body.

A confrontation concerning the very origin of the Tao is now before us: must existence be anchored, or can existence be perpetually in flux and never solidify?

Ju Gongchen's grip on the Desolate Slaughter Halberd tightened slowly, and within the halberd, the innate killing intent originating from the Primordial Era surged. His gaze remained firmly fixed on Hua Jingmeng from beginning to end.

At this moment, he had already deduced the Primordial Annihilation Structure to the peak that his cultivation could reach.

In his understanding of the Dao, all things in the world can only exist by relying on a stable fundamental foundation in order to withstand countless changes. The more complex and turbulent the changes, the more a constant source point is needed as a support. Therefore, his Dao is to guide all things back to their origin, so that countless possibilities can ultimately be solidified into a single reality.

However, the path that Hua Jingmeng takes is exactly the opposite of this.

Hua Jingmeng firmly believes that existence does not need to be confined to a particular form. As all things change and all paths evolve, all forces that attempt to define or confine existence will eventually be slowly swallowed up by endless changes.

Two completely contradictory roads collided completely at this moment. The divine halberd of the Wild Slaughter Road hung in the vast world, and its bloody edge traversed the entire territory of Oblivion.

Hua Jingmeng slowly closed her eyes. Her body became hazy and illusory layer by layer. It was not that her form and spirit dissipated, but that her inner state of existence was constantly changing and altering.

The Grand Void Dao Transformation Art, in its Ultimate form, is fully activated. "I Am Flux."

As the four words were uttered, the entire world fell into a deathly silence. The next instant, Hua Jingmeng's physical figure vanished into thin air, leaving all the thousands of cultivators in the audience stunned. No one could now definitively determine where Hua Jingmeng was.

A wisp of Dao energy leaped to the east and then drifted to the west; a moment later, it scattered into countless tiny specks of light, permeating this world where the Great Void and the Annihilation Structure intertwined. But when everyone tried to capture those specks of light, they were horrified to discover that each speck of light was Hua Jingmeng, yet no speck of light was a complete Hua Jingmeng.

He transformed into the wind, and within the long wind rippled his Fate Soul; he transformed into water, and within the flowing water surged his Dao principles; he returned to nothingness, and in the vast emptiness, traces of his existence still remained. The physical body, the Fate Soul, the spatial coordinates—all fixed references—lost their original meaning.

Amidst countless changes, an invisible consciousness gazed upon the overwhelming light of the Desolate Slaughter Halberd, and a faint smile slowly curved Hua Jingmeng's lips. At that very moment, he pierced through the fundamental problem buried deep within the Desolate Slaughter Dao Slaying.

In his eyes, Wanyan Huang's vast web of endless possibilities was reflected, countless threads, each representing a "what if".

If this halberd strikes the flesh, it annihilates the established form; if this halberd shatters space, it annihilates the heavens and earth that bear the weight of change; if this halberd strikes the future, it annihilates the already formed trajectory of destiny.

But... Hua Jingmeng's eyes were deep and her thoughts echoed in all directions. "In the end, you still need a definite goal." The voice did not come from one place, but filled every corner of the world.

"The Desolate Slaughter Dao Slaying seems to cut down everything in the world, but what it can slaughter is always what has already been determined. It can shatter solidified things, but it cannot destroy the uncertain that has not yet been settled; it can destroy the results that have already taken shape, but it cannot destroy the infinite possibilities."

In that instant, Hua Jingmeng completely understood the weakness of the Desolate Slaughter Dao Slaying. It wasn't that the Desolate Slaughter Halberd was lacking in power, but rather that all the power of this innate killing weapon was based on one premise—it was necessary to confirm who the opponent was, where they were, and what they were.

The Ultimate form of the Grand Void Dao Transformation Art places all of this permanently within an ever-changing flux. Boom!!!

The crimson halberd crashed down, its sharp edge capable of tearing apart the heavens and earth for thousands of miles, piercing through countless illusory bodies that seemed to Hua Jingmeng.

A bizarre scene unfolded. The illusions shattered by the halberd's edge did not turn to ashes and disappear; instead, they gave rise to one new transformation after another. Some condensed into brilliant stars, some transformed into surging rivers, some tore open rifts in the void, and some evolved into new life trajectories.

The Desolate Slaughter Dao Slaying annihilated one existence, but gave birth to countless new possibilities. Hua Jingmeng borrowed the ultimate truth of Wanyan Huang's possibilities and transformed Ju Gongchen's all-out killing spree into nourishment for her own Flowing Great Dao.

Ju Gongchen's pupils suddenly contracted sharply, and an unprecedented look of panic appeared on his face. "Impossible..."

The countless points of light converged and condensed towards the center, Hua Jingmeng's figure reappeared, standing a few feet in front of Ju Gongchen. At this moment, the domineering killing intent emanating from the Desolate Slaughter Halberd was no longer as powerful as before.

Hua Jingmeng slowly raised her arm and gently pointed her fingertips forward.

In an instant, all the killing power that had been drifting through the world reversed its flow. The spatial rifts cleaved by the Desolate Slaughter Halberd, the shattered fragments of laws, and the scattered origins of ancient killing weapons were all drawn back by the Principle of Wanyan. It was not a forced seizure, but rather a return of all power to the myriad possibilities that they originally possessed.

Boom!

A vast and violent force surged back, rushing directly into Ju Gongchen's body. The Desolate Slaughter Halberd trembled and hummed wildly, and the Fate Soul within Ju Gongchen's body roared with deafening thunder. That wisp of innate killing intent originating from the primordial era actually turned its spearhead and began to devour its wielder.

Because every time it unleashed its killing intent, it became the resources for Hua Jingmeng to analyze existence and expand her Dao Path change, Ju Gongchen staggered back several steps, and a mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Hua Jingmeng walked forward slowly, her figure still shifting between reality and illusion, sometimes clear, sometimes ethereal. When she looked at Ju Gongchen, a cold smile curled at the corner of her lips, and her eyes revealed a chilling killing intent without reservation.

"Ju Gongchen." Your death is near.