False Mirror Reflects Its Master · Soul Skills Strike Their Own

The Spirit Firmament Abyss, the Nether Firmament Underworld Sect, the Jade Moon Divine Hall.

This palace, which has stood for millennia, is now unusually quiet. The divine light within has been completely suppressed, and even the void seems to hold its breath, all in anticipation of the return of that one person.

Five figures had been waiting for a long time at the foot of the main hall.

The Grand Venerable Mingxu stood at the forefront, stroking his long beard with a deep expression; Zhou Yu and Yao Wanqing stood side by side, silent but their eyes fixed on the palace gate; Mu Qingwan and Qian Ruishan stood on either side of the divine pillar, their eyes concealing unease and anticipation.

Suddenly--

Jade Moon Hall, a beam of azure light tore through the silent void, scattering silently like shattered mirror.

A figure in Qingyi emerged from the void.

The man's spirit was not yet fully awakened, and his Daoist aura was not yet manifest, yet it seemed as if the world itself was spinning beneath his feet, and all laws naturally yielded to him, creating an "undefinable" realm of emptiness.

Qin Yu has returned.

The Grand Venerable Mingxu's eyes trembled slightly, then he stepped forward and bowed solemnly:

"Congratulations to Qin Yu on passing the Trial of the Final Silent Origin Tower and embarking on the path above Realm Master."

These words, though spoken lightly, struck like a thunderbolt, causing the five people present to tremble violently.

Zhou Yu's gaze sharpened, he clasped his fists together, and solemnly said:

"Only you, brother, have stepped into the realm of the future."

Yao Wanqing took a light breath, her voice trembling slightly:

"... The Final Silent Origin Tower has remained unpassed for ten thousand years."

Qin Yu simply nodded, his eyes calm and clear.

"I haven't broken through; I've only qualified."

"The true Silent Source Realm... is still a long way off."

This soft whisper sent an even deeper shock through the five people in the hall—

It wasn't a breakthrough to the Silent Origin, yet it was enough to shake the Spirit Firmament Realm.

If one day he truly steps into that realm, what kind of storm will it bring?

Qian Ruishan quietly took a few steps closer, blinked, and her eyes held a peculiar meaning:

"So... you are not yet the Lord of Silent Origin, but you are already the Lord in our eyes."

Mu Qingwan smiled:

" With Elder Brother Yu's return, a new path for the Great Realm begins."

Zhou Yu whispered a reminder:

"Once this step is taken, it will no longer be just between us."

At this moment, a surge of soul energy suddenly appeared Jade Moon Hall, and a series of communication talismans arrived one after another:

Messages from sect leaders of the Divine Flame Radiant Realm and the Heavenly Abyss Beast Que;

Inquiries and concerns came from the Ancient Abyss Heavenly Palace and the Realm Lord Alliance.

Even from... a vague will from outside the Spirit Firmament Severed Realm.

At this moment, everyone realized:

Qin Yu's appearance broke the shackles on the path to becoming Realm Master.

He was no longer just a sect leader, nor merely the chosen one.

He is the new Heavenly Questioner, the lamplighter "after the Realm Master, above the future".

Jade Moon Hall, all was quiet.

Qin Yu stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the unlit "Heavenly Inquiry Mirror Lamp" on the palace roof, and murmured to himself:

"This is just the beginning."

Inside the Nether Firmament Underworld Sect Hall of the Jade Moon Hall Sect, the spirit lamps are lit, and the azure corridors are surrounded by light. An unprecedented secret meeting is about to begin.

After Qin Yu's return, the Grand Venerable Mingxu immediately summoned the Soul Master of all sects, the backbone of the Beast Clan, and the surviving forces after the Source Tower test with the highest secret order—a gathering centered on the "Future Lord" had inevitably begun.

All souls returned to their seats, and the sect leaders gathered in the clouds.

Soon, five powerful auras descended into the hall.

Venerable He Yanyao, Xuan Yicang, Zhou Yu, Qian Ruishan, and the newly awakened Yao Wanqing took their seats.

All eyes turned to the blue figure in the main seat.

No longer the patriarch, no longer the leader.

He is now the only person to pass the "Final Silent Origin Tower Test," and the first person in the Spirit Firmament cultivation system to officially extend to a higher realm.

Qin Yu slowly surveyed his surroundings, his gaze calm and his voice steady:

"The Final Silent Origin Tower is merely the starting point of the journey."

"My ability to leave the tower doesn't mean I've reached the end."

"But from this moment on, Spirit Firmament's fate has no turning back."

The Grand Venerable Mingxu nodded, his gaze solemn:

"We know. If you Bugui, even a thousand years from now, no one will be able to reach the Spirit Firmament Silent Origin."

Venerable He Yanyao said:

"From the moment you stepped out of the tower, the heavens began to turn toward you. The next era will not belong to the old master."

Xuan Yicang sighed softly:

"But this turn brings not only opportunity, but also all hostility."

We swear an oath by the Azure Ring, to jointly conquer the Netherworld.

Qin Yu raised his hand, and a silent blue light condensed in his palm. It was the main Soul Seal ring that he had constructed in the Final Silent Origin Tower.

It is not Realm Artifact, nor a divine weapon, but rather the "Silent Ring Imprint" after his soul core sublimated, symbolizing that he possesses the true origin potential to become a "Realm Master".

The Azure Ring light trembled slightly, causing everyone present to tense up.

But the next moment, Qin Ning placed it in the center of the hall and said calmly:

"Though I have obtained the Silent Ring, it is only to pave the way."

"If any of you are able to bear the power of this ring in the future, I am willing to transfer my soul source to you."

Upon hearing this, both Venerable He Yanyao and Xuan Yicang showed surprise, and even Zhou Yu couldn't help but gasp.

The Grand Venerable Mingxu slowly rose to his feet:

"With you as our master, and the ring as our oath, we, the Nether Firmament Underworld Sect, swear to protect this path together, to fight to the death until this realm falls silent."

Yao Wanqing's eyes shone brightly, and she also stood up:

"If in the future our souls perish, but the Dao can preserve you, I willingly return to the lamp of silent souls."

Qian Ruishan nodded and smiled:

"You walk the path ahead, I'll walk the side; you sever all worlds, I'll protect you from behind."

Mu Qingwan whispered:

"... Then you must come back often."

Everyone swore an oath, taking the halo of light as their pledge, their master's soul shining brightly.

Qin Yu watched this scene, his heart unmoved yet a glimmer of light rising within him. He flicked his sleeve and spoke softly:

"Then let's start from today--"

"I, Qin Yu, will no longer pave the way only for myself."

"I am for all spirits, I initiate the cycle, I shake the throne of the Lord."

At the same moment, in the Soul-Severing Wilds of the Western Territory Spirit Firmament...

Deep within the [Soul-Severing Wilds], tens of thousands of miles away from the Nether Firmament Underworld Sect, seven blood-shadow soul patterns suddenly lit up on an ancient Black Abyss Formation that had been sealed for a long time.

Within the soul runes, a broken, illusory soul image was clearly revealed—it was none other than You Junhan!

He stood at the center of the formation, with several "empty humanoid shells" floating behind him. Each one was unconscious and breathless, like a soul that had long since died, yet it faintly emitted a primal vibration that was extremely similar to the "silent soul light frequency" that Qin Ning had displayed during the Final Silent Origin Tower.

Black mist surged, and two Realm Master puppets stood beside the center of the formation, reporting in low voices:

"Nine False Silent Soul Body have been completed, all forged from fragments of the Source Tower. The soul shells are stable and can accommodate the implantation of divine consciousness."

You Junhan, his gaze chilling:

"The ridiculous Silent Ring test... in the end, it only triggered that wisp of extraterrestrial logic."

"Though I have not stepped into the tower, I have already 'rewritten' the path from my lingering regrets."

He raised his hand and pointed, and a spiral soul engraving suddenly appeared on the foreheads of those pseudo-soul bodies—

[False Silent Consciousness Seal].

This is not Silent Ring, but it can simulate its fluctuations to attract the senses of true soulless beings. Once they get close, it will force a "soul frequency mapping" reverse positioning!

"I want to see if that so-called 'Qin Yu' can still control that Azure Ring when he faces his own self-illusion!"

You Junhan's Secret Order

His gaze was cold and piercing as he looked towards the center of the Spirit Firmament and slowly issued the order:

"Activate the [Consciousness-Sealing Hidden Abyss Plan], release nine False Silent Soul Body, disguise a soul catastrophe, and approach the Nether Firmament Underworld Sect."

"I want to watch him fall into his own mirror—"

"Then, capture him alive."

"I need to analyze the true Silent Ring Soul Seal within his body."

His robes fluttered, and as his divine sense spread, a faint ray of light from beyond the realm flickered gently, as if responding to his arrogance.

His laughter, carried by the soul mist, spread to the edge of the Spirit Firmament, echoing like the abyss of death.

"If the Silent Ring is truly the only one --"

"Then I, You Junhan, will take it."

At the edge of the Soul-Severing Wilds, a "Soul Well" forged from obsidian soul crystals suddenly opened, and nine beams of dark light slowly rose from the depths of the well.

That was neither human nor god.

That is -- False Silent Soul Body.

They seem to have come from a world stripped of logic, unable even to fully define "existence".

The first one floated at the forefront of the soul mist. Its body was pieced together from fragments of the "broken Realm Soul Stele". It had no face, only a dark green soul ring that kept rotating in the depression on its forehead, making a sound that made all the seas of consciousness tremble.

With each rotation, the surrounding space seems to be cut, and the air is "silently sliced" like paper.

The second body was as thin as a skeleton, its entire surface covered with familiar patterns and markings. Its body was engraved with the marks left by the losers within the tower, as if the wails of the dead still struggled within its body. Whenever it moved, the "echoes of the nightmares within the tower" would overflow from the void.

The third form was an inverted ball of soul light, with no "up" or "down". Its feet grew from its head, while its arms floated around it erratically. Every movement it made left a "soul reflection", as if every attack it made had already happened, yet had never actually begun.

The most terrifying of all is the seventh pseudo-soul.

It was completely invisible, with only a soul rune that "had never been written into the world" flashing in the darkness.

The soul markings resembled a spell, capable of causing those who recognized them to temporarily lose their memory and forget themselves.

A powerful expert at the Realm Consciousness Realm only sensed it from afar, and immediately vomited blood, fainted, and his mind was detached from his body.

"... Its very existence... is itself a soul poison..."

The other six bodies were also strange in their own way:

Some have their dual souls reversed, causing them to devour their own source;

Some have fragments of ancient realm rules embedded in their bodies, and each roar can cause the laws to become unbalanced;

Even more advanced ones use the remnant consciousness of a failed ancient Silent Origin as their core, enabling them to mimic the trajectory of any soul skill.

They moved slowly forward, silent, still, and unmoved, with only one unified goal:

--Capturing Qin Yu, reflecting the true soul source.

In the distance, a powerful figure, having only glimpsed its true form, experienced a shattering of his Soul Sea and a loss of his spirit.

The False Silent Soul Body is neither a creation nor a weapon.

They are the mirror image of the [Path of Annihilation], the reforged fragments of the "Unfinished Soul of the Final Silence Tower", and the remains of the false god summoned by You Junhan.

Now, they are slowly entering the boundary land towards the direction of the Nether Firmament Underworld Sect.

At the Eastern Observatory of the Nether Firmament Underworld Sect, the night was deep, the soul stars were sparse, and the array patterns were silent.

Zhou Yu stood quietly on the stage, her eyes slightly closed. Behind her, the "Thunder Soul Emperor - Three Contracts Divine Diagram" slowly rose and fell, its aura fluctuating like clouds and abyss.

Yao Wanqing stood at the bottom of the steps, holding a mirror in one hand and pressing her heart with the other. Since resonating with the Nether Glaze Soul Luan, her Spiritual Sense had become increasingly acute, and she could always detect subtle changes when the illusion first arose.

That night, they opened their eyes at the same time.

"... You sensed it too?" Zhou Yu asked.

A cold glint flashed in Yao Wanqing's eyes, her reflection shifting. "From the Southern Realm, its soul frequency is irregular... unlike any other soul beast."

"It doesn't even look human." Zhou Yu's expression darkened.

Right now--

A very faint resonance resounded from the depths of Zhou Yu's consciousness.

That was the frequency that resonated with [Nether Soul Abyss Viper] in his Three Soul Contract Diagram, which was "echoing" very faintly, as if some being disguised as Soul Pact was imitating its vibrational rhythm.

Zhou Yu's brow twitched violently, a lightning pattern flashed, and he shouted sharply:

"That's not a soul beast, it's... simulating Soul Pact."

A Yao Wanqing's eyes. "Let's go."

The two took off almost simultaneously, heading straight for the southeastern border.

At the border of the Night Abyss, I first encountered the false soul.

Night Abyss Forest, a forbidden zone on the border of the Underworld Sect.

The moment the two stepped into the ancient forest, they felt a wave of illusion that made their souls feel "slippery." Yao Wanqing activated her Mirror Domain, and with just one glance, a figure appeared in the mist!

That was a False Silent Soul Body, number six.

It resembled a mirror with countless cracks, its head Emptiness except for a constantly rotating identification mark floating there—as if recording Zhou Yu and Yao Wanqing's movements.

"It's... simulating us," Yao Wanqing whispered.

The next instant, the mirror-like pseudo-soul suddenly extended five cracking shadows, unleashing an extremely similar attack—

Sound Hunt: Thunder Abyss Slash - Image Recognition!

The Mirror Cold Final Radiance!

Yao Wanqing drastically. "It can actually reflect our soul skills--!"

Zhou Yu, however, remained calm. He sheathed his longsword, placed his hand on the "Emperor-Charging Nether Lightning Sword," and uttered a low shout:

"It's not a copy, but rather a 'recording' of the trajectory from our soul frequency."

He suddenly leaped into the air, his figure appearing like a lightning bolt in an instant, unleashing a Realm Breaking slash.

Burning Radiance Sword Chapter - Fourth Form: Star Lightning Severs the Soul!

In an instant, the Thunder Sword and the Soul of Mirror Shatter collided head-on, and the void fell like ten thousand shattered mirrors, flashing out millions of pseudo-soul reflections, which condensed into a giant mirror eye.

Just as the lens was about to Time Splitting—

Yao Wanqing makes his move! The Soul Mirror Reflects Calamity!

Using the Soul Mirror as a guide, she directly channeled the power of the pseudo-soul's reflection back into its main body, causing the "Identity Imprint Ring" to become violently disordered, emitting a shriek that almost tore apart Spiritual Sense!

"Click!"

With a barely audible crack, the form of the sixth pseudo-soul finally began to slowly disintegrate.

However, in its final moments before collapsing, it uttered a whispered murmur woven from the language of the tower:

"Final Silence... Ring Master... Reversal of the Wheel... Substitution..."