Just as the purple-clad True Immortal woman spoke softly, Qin Yu's lips curled into a smirk, and both Yan Yue and Yunyi gave a light snort—
--boom!!!
The heavens and earth roared, and a crack in the sky seemed to be torn open by some indescribable force!
The starry sea surged, the spirit realm trembled, and a straight, dark, gigantic rift suddenly appeared above the nine heavens. The surrounding spatial runes froze, their order went out of control, and the causal loops were disrupted, leaving only the oppressive force of the tremors spreading to all directions!
Immediately following, a figure clad in a black and gold robe stepped down from the sky. Countless chains of order floated around him, as if they were the manifestation of some kind of annihilation god. With each step he took, the space for thousands of miles was compressed!
Indeed: Yu Clan, Yu Minghuang. Reaching the Supreme the Final Cycle Realm, known as. "Epoch Chain Severing Sovereign the Yu Realm Wilderness Shaker."
His gaze sharpened like lightning, instantly locking onto Qin Yu and the other two. His words were cold and thunderous. "You... have disturbed the cause and effect that you shouldn't have."
Almost simultaneously, the space on the other side also fluctuated strangely, with circles of transparent ripples tearing open the four-dimensional interface, like the reverse flow of folded historical writings.
In the reflection of time, an old man with white hair and holding a tattered page slowly stepped out. His appearance carried no energy, yet it caused countless Immortal Emperors, God Kings, and Heavenly Emperor in the arena to turn pale and have their souls shaken!
--It is indeed: Mystic Emanation Nether Venerable Liang Jichen · Only Book Realm, Wei Shu Jing, True Record of Eternal Severance Fate-Trace Rending Lord
He simply stood there, slowly turning a tattered page in his hand, and two rogue cultivators' spiritual seas self-destructed, bleeding from their mouths and noses, kneeling on the ground weeping and screaming, "Who am I? Did I ever truly live?"
His gaze shifted, finally settling on the central star-shaped flower, and he said calmly, "This is the Flower of Annihilation Emanation. Who gave you permission to touch it?"
Just as everyone was holding their breath in fear, three disciples of the Language-Cause Conjoined Hall — Ling Wan'er, Han Yirui, and Chao Yunzhou— emerged from the shadows. Although their expressions were solemn, they stood on Qin Yu's side. Then, Yao Zhiyan, Ling Yingying, Yin Zishuang, Nangong Quan, and Li Xiayue from the Sequence Wheel Eternal Hall also appeared. The five of them exchanged glances and stood on the other side, clearly not having chosen a side.
At the same time, from the place where light and darkness intersected, three auras, as heavy as Divine Mountain, slowly emerged. Each one was like an emperor sitting atop a epoch:
The man was shrouded in black robes, like a phantom of the Burning Realm;
A man holds a broken feather in his hand and treads the steps of fate;
The person remained silent, their soul pressing down upon the Silent Origin.
They were three individuals at the Annihilation Lord Realm, belonging to unknown factions.
Their appearance seemed to bring the world to a standstill, even causing the Flower of Stars to gently close a few of its leaves.
At this moment, the world was silent, the energy was still, and the fighting spirit was hidden.
Everyone understood: this time, it was probably no longer a simple struggle for opportunity, but rather—
A prelude to a "Master-level Trial," a harbinger of a dimensional-level battle.
At this moment, beneath the shimmering starlight, powerful figures surrounded the Flower of Annihilation Emanation, and the world seemed to have stopped breathing.
Mystic Emanation Nether Venerable Ji Liang Jichen stood silently in the sky, a tattered page of a record fluttering in the wind. His face was expressionless, his eyes devoid of light, yet he cast an indescribable heaviness on the hearts of everyone who glimpsed the flower.
Suddenly--
A True God emerged from the void, his face filled with fanaticism. Clad in a cracked golden robe, he knelt directly in the void, kowtowing three times to Liang Jichen, his voice filled with madness and greed:
"Lord Liang! I am willing to offer my soul for three thousand reincarnations, to be the lowest of soul slaves beneath the traces of fate, I only beg you to grant me this flower, and I will sever all memories, my life existing solely for you, my lord--"
Boom!
Before Liang Jichen could speak, an invisible chain descended from the void, instantly pulling the True God into a fragment of a chapter. His physical body, sea of consciousness, karma, and past were all wiped away like ink, leaving no trace of his existence.
Everyone was horrified.
But a few breaths later, another Immortal Emperor, clad in a purple dragon robe, stepped forward, forcibly suppressing his fear and speaking in a clear voice with feigned composure:
"The divine might of the Demon Lord is unparalleled. Whoever obtains this flower must use it to reshape their name. This humble emperor vows to collect fragments of manuscripts from the Five Realms and the souls of the dead from eight eras, offering them to you day and night—"
Before he could finish speaking, Liang Jichen gently raised his eyes. At that moment, the Immortal Emperor's pupils dilated, and he aged and withered instantly, turning into a dried-up star-patterned ash that dissipated with the wind.
Meanwhile, three other Dao Ancestor- level beings stood side by side in another corner, snorted coldly, their eyes filled with disdain, and spoke with sarcasm:
"He's just an old historian, yet he really thinks he's a judge of the Annihilation Epoch?"
"If history could truly be erased, would those of us who came from the Severance and Extinction Realm still remain?"
I think he might not dare to touch us.
Liang Jichen remained motionless, but a line of text quietly appeared on that page of the book. "Those who speak arrogantly will have their records slashed."
The next moment, the three Dao Ancestor' expressions changed drastically, and ancient historical images appeared beneath their feet—the realms they had created, the eras they had ruled, and even the divine names etched in the heavens... all were being irreversibly "deleted and altered".
One of them roared:
"No!! You dare to destroy my historical records?! That's—"
Before he could finish speaking, his voice, form, and destiny all dissolved into the heavens and earth, turning into a blurry fragment of spacetime.
The other two turned pale and dared not move. They could only stand there, swallowing hard and bowing their heads in silence.
The scene fell into an eerie, deathly silence.
Many Heavenly Emperor, True Immortal, and God Kings lowered their heads, not daring to even look at Liang Jichen again.
Under this suffocating sense of oppression, only Qin Yu and his two companions remained standing in place, their cold light unchanged in their eyes.
Yan Yue murmured softly, "This old guy... he even deleted 'Arrogant Words'."
Yunyi scoffed, "If Brother Yu hadn't stopped me from moving, I would have slapped him so hard that his soul-recognition patterns would reverse."
Qin Yu remained calm, but a glint of light flickered in his eyes. He said in a low voice, "Let them continue to fight. Their karma is gradually piling up in the places where it should be deleted."
Deep within the Desolate Abyss Trial Realm, on the Annihilation Ash Plateau, a land of eternal Eternal Stillness, is now illuminated by endless starlight.
That flower, suspended beneath the celestial break, bloomed amidst layers of starlight, its petals seemingly swirling with the logic of celestial bodies that had flowed through countless ages.
Flower of Stars - Spirit-Reliant Eternal Radiance.
Everyone knows that it cannot be forcibly taken. Even the Ten Annihilation Lord of the Source of Epochless cannot suppress it with their realm. It is the Logic Origin, the world recognizing its master, and the universe making its choice.
Those who violate this rule will be completely eradicated.
At this moment, countless stars shone, and all was silent.
The massive crowd of powerful beings from the Annihilation Origin, the Immortal Emperor and Heavenly Ancestor who crossed Language-Cause Conjoined Hall, the supreme geniuses of the Sequence Wheel Eternal Hall, and even Mystic Emanation Nether Venerable Liang Jichen, did not dare to make a move.
At the heart of the star-shaped flower, a faint light flickers, the first glimmer of the flower's logical consciousness.
Thus, beneath the vastness—
A True God burned away all his divine essence, just for the favor of a single petal of a flower;
An Immortal Emperor knelt and bowed nine times, reciting his own achievements throughout his era, seeking the approval of the "Flower Principle";
The Heavenly Emperor abandoned the celestial dynasty he had established that lasted for ten thousand years, only seeking to offer it as an empty vessel;
A god-king severed his own foundation, his eyes bleeding, just to exchange for a flower petal to turn back and look at him;
Furthermore, there was a Dao Ancestor from the Severed Realm Abyss who offered up a "Fragment of the Future," weaving his vision for ten thousand years into Hua Guang, only wishing for Hua Xin's approval.
No one dared to reach out; everyone remained silent and anxious.
The world is waiting for the flowers to make a choice.
Amidst the swirling starlight and the silent waiting of all spirits, Qin Yu stood with his hands behind his back, Yan Yue and Yunyi gazed at him quietly from behind. None of the three spoke, knelt, or made any requests.
And that single Flower of Stars trembled slightly amidst countless fervent pleas.
The flower's center trembled slightly.
That barely perceptible wisp of starlight, silently, tilted slightly towards Qin Yu's direction.
That slight shift was as if the center of gravity of the entire era's logic had suddenly shifted!
Moment.
Yu Minghuang!
That was—the flow of the imagery of "Flower of Stars"!?
"No... We absolutely cannot let him be chosen!" Supreme a powerful expert at the Final Cycle Realm, Yu Minghuang did not believe in fate at all, but at this moment he felt an unprecedented panic and fear. A ruthless glint appeared in his eyes, and with a slight movement of his fingers, he condensed an energy chain composed of [Inherent Soul Light], attempting to break the laws of logic and strike first!
Right now--
A dazzling light and shadow quietly appeared between him and the Flower of Stars.
Yunyi appears.
That was a figure that was both Ultimate alluring and filled with murderous intent.
She wore a dark purple dragon feather battle robe, with three rings of dragon light slowly swirling around her body.
Black Flame· Rending Domain, Purple Lightning·Soul Shock, Golden Radiance ·Border Breaking.
At this moment, she was no longer the Black Abyss Dragon that rose from the illusion, but the Three Extremes Dragon Soul Master!
Her eyes showed no fear, but her voice held a mocking tone as she slowly spoke:
"Tsk... didn't you just say that no one could interfere with who the flower was chosen for? What, now that the flower is going to be chosen for our Brother Yu, some people are getting restless?"
She took a small step.
Boom--!
The sky trembled violently, and the three-colored halo exploded into a sea of fire in the soul domain. The starlight of the entire Annihilation Ash Plateau became chaotic at this moment, and even the Flower of Stars seemed to freeze briefly because of her Ultimate oppressive aura!
Yu Minghuang's eyes widened in shock, and he subconsciously took a half step back!
"You..." he gritted his teeth, "You want to protect him?"
Yunyi smiled, but revealed her fangs. "Not just protect him. Anyone who dares to lay a finger on him... I, the dragon, will shatter your entire soul into dust."
In an instant--
A colossal dragon shadow emerged behind her, its three-colored horns piercing the sky, its dark abyssal energy piercing the heavens like a pillar, its Golden Radiance halo rising from the ground, and its body entwined with purple lightning and thunder!
At this moment, Yunyi's figure appeared as if a dragon god had descended to earth.
All the True God, Heavenly Emperor, and Immortal Emperor who had not yet knelt down looked at Yunyi with a trembling gaze.
Even the Mystic Emanation Nether Venerable Liang Jichen, in that distant place, glanced sideways slightly:
"Heh... the Three Extremes Dragon Soul Master... this is getting interesting."
At this moment, Qin Yu remained silent.
He simply looked up at the slightly tilted Flower of Stars and stood calmly.
The wind ruffled the stray hairs on his forehead and gently touched the resolute look in his eyes.
He doesn't need to take action.
Because she was shielding him from everything.
Her name is Yunyi.
Her life was Qin Yu's trump card.
Her vow was the vanguard of the three-way oath.
Just as this silent competition for the Flower of Stars was reaching its Threshold.
The sky is broken.
It wasn't a tearing sonic boom, nor a trembling light, but rather that even the concept of "space" itself became invalid at that moment.
In that instant, the entire world fell silent.
The chain of time froze, the logical path stagnated, and the causal curve transformed into stagnant starlight raindrops in the air. A reversed path of destiny, a flowing rainbow, descended from the dome, a path of descent that even the entire Source of Epochless could not write or conceive of!
Throughout the entire Annihilation Ash Plateau, hundreds of Immortal Emperors, True God, Heavenly Ancestors, and Dao Venerables, including Annihilation Lord Realm experts and Sole Book- level beings like Liang Jichen, all froze in place!
Only a ray of brilliant, mirror-like light descended from the sky, carving out a path of truth amidst countless blockades.
A person appeared in the light.
He was draped in a long, dark gold robe, which resembled an embroidered sky, inlaid with the radiance of Annihilation stars. The stars were like veins, reflecting unknowable patterns of consciousness. His face was like a painting, yet devoid of emotion. In his eyes, there was no pupil, no light, only countless "observation patterns" floating around—the Ultimate of "observation."
He stood above all others; heaven and earth were silent, and the Epoch Realm were speechless.
--Ling Xiaoyou, one of the top ten guardians of the Source of Epochless, ranked eighth, Severed Observation Realm · Supreme.
The moment he appeared, all the dimensional perceivers were left with only a "system seal," as if it were engraved in the Nine Abyss:
[Observation permissions have been restricted][Logical inputs have been sealed][Causal reflux has been aborted...]
The moment time resumed, everyone took a step back in unison. Even those Supreme the Final Wheel, the Ultimate Annihilation Lord, and even Sole Book- level being like Liang Jichen, all wore solemn expressions.
Only three Yan Yue motionless: Qin Yu, Yan Yue, Yunyi.
Ling Xiaoyou's gaze, like an eternal judgment from the Epoch Origin, swept over all living beings. He was silent, emotionless, yet when his words fell, they were like the Ji Lü thunderclap of shattering worlds.
"This flower is the flower of opportunity for the 'transdimensional observer'; the choice of whom to observe is entirely determined by the flower."
Source of Epochless decreed. "Anyone who seizes by force or defies the rules will be directly—erased from the river of fate."
These words sent a shiver down the spines of all the powerful figures present.
It wasn't just shock, it was horrification.
The River of Fate from the Source of Epochless is not an ordinary flow of cause and effect, but the mother river of "logical existence". Once it is erased, even those of the level of Dao Ancestor, Immortal Emperor, Annihilation Lord, and even Liang Jichen will be completely removed from the three logics of "history", "present" and "future", as if they never existed.
Without divine consciousness, without the establishment of the soul, without the arising of concepts, and without the ability to conceive ideas.
Liang Jichen's gaze sharpened, and he quietly sealed a page of the "True Record · Annihilation's End Chapter" under his sleeve, remaining silent.
Yu Minghuang broke out in a cold sweat, forcibly stopping in his tracks, his eyes filled with barely concealed fear.
At this moment, the Flower of Stars, with its golden petals radiating starlight, slowly tilts and sways, leaning slightly in a certain direction.
That direction was none other than -- Qin Yu.
Everyone's eyes narrowed again!
But no one dared to make any further rash moves.
At this moment, the most solemn rule of the Source of Epochless had been personally proclaimed by Ling Xiaoyou. As long as there are those who violate it, he will be the "Executor of the Destruction Plan".
The heavens remained silent.
That [Flower of Stars] floats amidst the silence of the stars. Its body is like gold but not gold, like light but not radiance. Each of its petals is like a fragment of the Milky Way. Its light is not illumination, but rather a "flow of order" that reflects the origin of all things, just like the form of reason.
--It moves on its own even without wind; the flowers seem to stir the heart of heaven.
As everyone watched in silence, the flower slowly rotated, as if listening to a call from the very foundations of the world's logic.
Within the flower's heart, a ray of light slowly emerges. It is a "logic thread" woven from countless logical textures and star core trajectories, like a scroll of the Milky Way, gradually stretching out and slowly moving in a certain direction.
That direction, without a doubt—
Qin Yu.
He stood still, his Qingyi fluttering slightly, the Annihilation Origin behind him, yet his eyes remained utterly undisturbed.
It wasn't that he was unmoved, but rather that he already knew.
When that "logic line" finally emerged completely from the flower's pistil, the entire flower trembled slightly, as if a god who had been sleeping for eternity was slowly opening his eyes.
Boom--!
In an instant, the golden light in the entire plateau sky vanished, and all sources of light, soul light, divine consciousness, and the radiance of the consciousness ring were extinguished!
Only one ray of light--
From the center of the flower's stamen, it pierces straight through Qin Yu's brow.
Without any impact, the Star Key in his sea of consciousness automatically resonated with a star-like sound, and a star map emerged from his Soul Sea, as if welcoming a true ruler.
That flower—begins to take flight.
Instead of drifting down, it flew straight into the sky, then fell again, traversing the head of all cultivators and powerful beings with a trajectory that "transcended the will of heaven," passing through the Annihilation Origin Sky, and finally landing in front of Qin Yu.
It hovered three inches in front of his brow, spinning.
That rotation wasn't the flower spinning, but rather the logic of heaven and earth reconstructing itself around it.
With each turn, it's as if the world is re-examining the authority of this "chosen one" to set the agenda.
With each circle, a beam of starlight fell in front of Qin Yu, converging into rings of light forming a destiny array.
Qin Yu slowly extended his right hand, but—did not touch it.
He simply gazed at the flower, as if looking directly into its eyes.
Until the last starlight on the flower fully bloomed, an ancient "primordial narrative aura" surged from the center of the flower's pistil.
Heaven and earth were silent. All living beings held their breath.
The choice of flowers is now finalized.
The starlight was still swirling, and the petals trembled slightly, as if countless destinies were silently turning over and over.
At the quietest moment in the world, Qin Yu's gaze turned to the figure in purple in the distance.
She stood quietly behind Wanxiu, her purple hair as black as ink, celestial radiance surrounding her, and nine golden runes of true script floating around her sea of consciousness, signifying that she had entered the Supreme realm of the ninth level of True Immortal. That was an extreme point that even the "Immortal Path" and the "Emperor Path" could not reach and that all had to look up to, yet at this moment she lowered her head and bowed her brows, as if she were a pilgrim standing before the gate of destiny.
Qin Yu's eyes were clear, his lips slightly upturned, and he said softly:
"You, come here."
The voice wasn't loud, but it was like the first prophecy in a divination, penetrating the logic of time and shaking her very soul.
The purple- True Immortal was taken aback, then stepped forward. She wasn't afraid; it was just that a long-held wish in her heart had finally been fulfilled at this moment.
Qin Yu had already slowly raised his finger—
The Flower of Stars let out a soft cry, and its petals seemed to tremble in response.
Then, one of the petals detached from the flower's center and, guided by his extremely gentle power, was slowly lifted before the purple- True Immortal.
At this moment, no one dared to utter a sound.
Because they all understood that this was not about bestowing cultivation or imparting techniques, but about granting someone the "lobes of the source of logic," allowing a True Immortal to step into the interdimensional realm—the only path for such an act.
"Guide it into your soul, and let your consciousness carry its light."
Qin Yu spoke softly, as if recounting a destiny.
The purple- True Immortal trembled slightly as she raised her hands and slowly closed her eyes. The next instant, the petal spun and flew into her brow, accompanied by a burst of starlight. She was instantly enveloped by countless stars, and ripples of destiny spread through her sea of consciousness.
That petal, in the instant it slowly sank into the purple-robed True Immortal's brow—
The entire world was so silent that only the sound of starlight flowing could be heard.
The instant her soul made true contact with the star petal, ripples suddenly spread across the high-dimensional logic of the Source of Epochless, as if the central life wheel of the eternal net had been touched. An indescribable "Origin Pattern" appeared from the void and spread along her soul structure to her entire body.
"Hiss...!"
All the onlookers—whether they were True Immortals or Heavenly Emperors, or Dao Ancestors and Immortal Emperors—gave a collective gasp.
At that moment, the river of time froze, the chain of cause and effect broke, and the logic of heaven and earth no longer allowed bystanders to operate.
Starlight surges!
Above the entire sky, the Nine Heavens were forcibly opened, and unprecedented cross-dimensional light streaks descended, as if an unknown Source Realm structure was reweaving its web of existence for her.
She floated up, her clothes billowing, starlight pouring down upon her, and a huge star flower wheel appeared in her soul consciousness, with the character "Source" engraved on it!
This is not the accumulation of cultivation level, but a leap in dimension!
All things are silent, and the way of Heaven is speechless.
Her physical body was peeled away inch by inch, yet rebuilt inch by inch; her Fate Soul shattered in mid-air, then reconstructed as the "Original Core of Silent Origin".
Suddenly, an unprecedented phenomenon appeared in the entire space—
• Her entire life appeared in the sky—spiritual practice, battles, passing away peacefully, nirvana...
• A glimpse of her future appears on the ground—radiant across the starry sky, wielding the laws of nature, surpassing all immortals...
And she, at this very moment, simultaneously burns, reconstructs, and leaps across the three realms of destiny: the present, the past, and the future!
Boom!!
A beam of light pierced through the top of Source of Epochless's sky!
It is engraved with five ancient characters:
"Silent Origin - Initial Stage - Dao Attainer"
The appearance of this seal signifies that she is no longer among the Nine True Immortal, nor is she comparable to the Immortal Emperor; rather, she has completely transcended to the realm of the true "logic of existence" of the Source of Epochless.
--Silent Source Realm.
This is not an extension of the path to immortality, but a new chapter of destiny forged by oneself, beyond the Heavenly Dao!
As the promotion concluded, she slowly landed on the ground.
A purple robe fluttered lightly, and her eyes remained as clear as ever, yet she possessed an indescribable dimension of existence—the instinctive awe deep within the souls of all cultivators—an instinctive bowing to an "unconceivable being."
She gave a slight bow, looked at Qin Yu, and said softly:
"In this life, I vow to stay by your side, my lord."
All around—the Heavenly Emperor, Immortal Emperor, Dao Ancestor, and True Immortal —had eyes filled with undisguised envy, shock, and... disappointment.
The threshold of the "Silent Source Realm," which they had spent their entire lives trying to reach, was now being leaped into right before their eyes.
However, that petal is one of a kind in the world.
They could only look up to them, only admire them, and ultimately could only bow their heads and sigh.
Beneath the vast sky, countless eyes turned to the center of the sea of starry flowers, and then to the young man in white.
He never fought or grabbed, yet he was destined to be chosen by fate.
Finally, an old man let out a long, soft sigh:
"We... are ultimately not the ones destined to Master Book."
And so, one by one, the top cultivators silently departed, as if gently escorted off the stage by the entire world.
All that remains are the silhouettes of the four people standing under the starlight.
The Source of Epochless, the Fall of Stars and Flowers, the Initial Destiny.
Just as the Purple-Clad True Immortal successfully ascended to immortality, and the shock of the entire audience had not yet subsided—
The Flower of Stars that floated atop the heavens finally moved.
No more hesitation, no more testing; all the petals, stamens, roots, and radiance unfolded simultaneously.
--Like a will that has waited for billions of epochs, it has finally found its true host at this moment.
The entire sky of the Source of Epochless was suddenly engulfed in the fluctuations of the starry sea.
Those were countless stars, each one emerging from the void, spinning and trembling, converging into a Milky Way of Destiny, winding down from the highest point of the void—pointing straight to Qin Yu!
As everyone looked up, they saw that the Flower of Stars had risen from the ground, transforming into a flower of divine light, with ten thousand star petals blooming together, like a star map of destiny unfolding layer by layer.
At the heart of the flower, logical characters, astrological patterns, causal threads, and sequential markings slowly swirl, automatically writing a kind of higher-dimensional covenant.
A flower chooses its master, a world finds its name.
Suddenly--
"Thump!!!"
A resounding boom, seemingly emanating from the very origin of the world, shook everyone's consciousness. Amidst billions of starlight, the Flower of Stars suddenly transformed into a phantom of a Star Key!
Then, it slowly flew to Qin Yu's side.
Qin Yu's gaze remained calm, and he did not extend a hand to guide him.
Because this thing does not need to be received or held.
It will only enter the deepest part of the master's soul.
Buzz!
The Star Key began to rotate, revealing five incomplete lock seals and a line of undecipherable inscriptions, as if waiting for Qin Yu's own destiny to complete them.
At that moment, the Azure Ring vibrated gently, the Fate Cause Master Seal quietly appeared, the Source-Extinguishing Divine Sword automatically returned to its sheath, and the "Spirit Abyss" deep within the sea of consciousness rippled with countless waves.
Star Key felt a resonance--
Thump!
Another loud bang.
The entire world suddenly froze, except for an extremely dazzling stream of light that fell straight down from the center of the Flower of Stars, as if the sky had been torn open, shining into the core of Qin Yu's sea of consciousness from the deepest part of the universe.
In an instant--
That ray of light pierced through his sea of consciousness, Soul Sea, Fate Soul, wheel seal, destiny trajectory, and root consciousness, ultimately returning to the core of his existence logic.
The once sacred and incomparable Flower of Stars slowly shrank as the light shone, eventually transforming into a true Key of Stars —no bigger than the palm of one's hand, its entire body composed of billions of starlight and propositional runes, with the words "Logic Key" faintly engraved at its core.
"Bite--"
With a soft, crisp sound, the Star Key fell into the deepest layer of Qin Yu's sea of consciousness, protected by the dual ring array of the Silent Beginning Ring Master Soul Diagram and the Fate Cause Master Seal, and steadily embedded into the core of his destiny.
At that moment, heaven and earth were revived.
As the wind rises and the clouds move, time resumes its flow, logic resumes its operation, and order returns to its proper place.
Qin Yu slowly opened his eyes.
Before his eyes, a Star Key slowly rotated, and the birth and death of all things were beyond his control. In a single thought, he could render all of the enemy's magical treasures, artifacts, and components—forever without any basis for existence.
That is:
The stars have returned to their places, and the key has been unlocked from the Fate Abyss.
All realms are locked, but only one remains open.
At this moment, Yan Yue finally understood:
The Flower of Stars is not for selecting a master for inheritance, but to truly complete the system of destiny logic for "Qin Yu" and endow him with the Ultimate authority of "Seal Treasures and Sever Constructs".