The Source of Epochless - Soul Cavern Dense Forest - Outer Surrounding Area
The Soul Cavern Dense Forest, once swallowed by endless blue-green, red-black mists and shrouded in darkness for hundreds of miles, has now been restored to its former glory.
The verdant forest is serene, withered branches have grown back, and even the marks between the rocks have been smoothed over by time, as if the strange storm that swept through the area for several days had never happened.
Countless temple disciples and elders were gradually entering the outer edge of the dense forest, prepared for a desperate battle, only to be shocked to discover:
Everything was eerily quiet.
And those beings who were originally fighting them to the death—the mutants, the mist spirits, the corrupted soul beasts, the ghostly judges, and so on—at a certain moment—
Everything turned to fragments.
As if the Logic Origin had been judged, they vanished at the same time, leaving no trace or echo.
Temple disciple Li Mengyao, her face pale, still gripping her sword, gazed ahead with a trembling voice:
"What about... what about those monsters?!"
Jiang Yuan, wielding the long weapon, slowly turned his head and said, enunciating each word clearly, "They're all... gone."
At that moment, in the Soul Cavern Dense Forest, all things were silent, and the sound of the wind whistled through the trees, as if a "unnarrated" cleansing had been carried out.
But they had no way of knowing that the one who truly ended it all was no longer in this world.
Deep within the main hall of the Eternal Evolution Realm
Above the Nine Heavenly Abyss, the main hall of the Eternal Evolution Realm floated amidst the cracks of the Sea of Fate. Many powerful figures, judges, and divine interrogators stood below the heavenly steps, their expressions showing surprise.
Inside a celestial palace in the core area of the temple.
On the long, azure-gold staircase, Origin Runes flowed slowly. A woman with purple eyes and a pale gold robe sat in the main seat, a "Time Imprint Ring" between her brows trembling slightly. She was none other than:
Origin Venerable Judge - Tong Ning.
To his left, a woman in a long white jade robe, with gentle laughter yet an aura as powerful as the heavens themselves, stood within the misty, luminous curtain. She was:
Yan Xu, Master of the Palace of Fate.
At this moment, the two looked down at the celestial mirror, which reflected the scene of the Soul Cavern Dense Forest returning to its former glory.
After a moment of silence, Yan Xu slightly raised her head and spoke softly:
"Finally... things have calmed down."
Her tone carried a hint of respect and bewilderment, as if she were murmuring, or perhaps sighing.
Tong Ning's gaze was like Star Abyss, and her voice, neither loud nor soft, shook the hearts of everyone present:
"He is the one destined for you."
As soon as he finished speaking...
The entire temple was Ji Ran.
The words "Master of Fate" resounded like a thunderclap, shattering the last doubts and hesitations in the hearts of countless people in power.
Someone couldn't help but whisper, "He... he actually took that step?"
Yan Xu chuckled softly, her tone as gentle as a breeze sweeping away snow. "Not just stepping out."
He also erased everything that shouldn't have been left...
"The anomaly ended before even the 'temple' noticed it."
-Atop that Sequence-Ranking Heavenly Pillar, rows of Golden Karmic Register float in the void, recording the names of all candidates for the title of Lord of the World and those with different causes and variables.
At this moment, at the very bottom of the list, a column that should have been blank suddenly displayed a line of golden characters:
Qin Yu - Fate Laws Have Been Moved - The Ring Cause is Being Positioned
Many of the temple masters guarding the list looked horrified and trembled in low voices:
"Fleeting fame manifests in destiny—this person is not from a collateral branch."
"It is the choice of the primary order."
The main hall of the Eternal Evolution Realm was completely silent.
Nine thousand steps of the palace were arranged in a circle, and the flowing light of the laws of destiny swirled like a sea of stars. On the main seat, Tong Ning's gaze suddenly sharpened, and the purple-gold judgment ring between his brows suddenly flashed, then dimmed like a candle in the wind.
She slowly raised her hand, and a crystal appeared in her palm. The crystal should have been as bright as a star, with Qin Yu's Fate Soul imprint engraved at its center.
But at this moment, it has been completely extinguished.
That was not a rupture, but rather the complete severance of causal perception, Fate Soul fluctuations, and recognition frequency bands.
A deathly silence.
"... What happened?"
Tong Ning had almost never shown such a sudden change in expression before.
She abruptly stood atop the golden steps, her voice like a sudden thunderclap:
"The Fate Soul Crystal has been extinguished."
"Qin Yu's Fate Soul feedback... has disappeared."
The expressions of the officials in the hall changed drastically.
The Hall Master Yan Xu, standing beside him, suddenly darkened his gaze. Almost simultaneously, he summoned a silver Fate Ring, locking his eyes onto the crystal. Instantly, his mind was shaken:
"This... is neither concealment nor hiding."
"Instead—it completely vanishes into the observational logic of the Source of Epochless!"
Tong Ning murmured softly, a hint of unspeakable solemnity flashing deep in her eyes. "The Soul Cavern Dense Forest has been quelled, the mutants have all been wiped out... I thought he should have already left the border of the Mist Realm."
"But now, I can't even detect a sliver of its 'existence'."
"Like—being artificially stripped from the logic of the world."
Yan Xu suddenly raised her head, her tone unusually urgent. "You mean... he's not in the Source of Epochless?"
"Not in this realm, this era, this order."
Tong Ning nodded in a deep voice:
"The Fate Soul Crystal itself was inscribed by me with the [Silent Mystic Seal Law]. Even if it is subject to the collapse of time, the tearing apart of space, and the burning of concepts—it should still be able to sense a trace of soul consciousness echoing within it."
But now...
"They can't even perceive the feedback that 'he existed'."
She slowly raised her eyes, looking at the slowly rotating boundary of destiny outside the Eternal Heaven:
"He left the Source of Epochless?"
"Forcibly dragged and sealed by some... higher-dimensional runic logic, transferred to a place unwriteable."
Yan Xu murmured softly:
"Could it be... that kind of being?"
"Beyond the Orbit of Fate, Forbidden Zones of Observation, Spirit-Constructing Jie Xu"
Tong Ning's gaze grew increasingly cold and sharp, yet she was utterly helpless.
"If it really is interference from forces there—then none of us can make contact."
"We can only wait for him to write the 'name of existence' once again."
Upon hearing this, the entire Yongyan Main Hall fell into an indescribable silence.
They knew that a truly Fate-Cause storm was quietly brewing.
The palace was silent, and the starlight slowly shifted across the sky, as if the clock of time were casting its radiance from the heavens.
The Hall Master Yan Xu stood quietly on the golden circular platform, his robes fluttering lightly. In his palm floated a half-open projection of the [Annihilation Abyss Epoch Origin Wheel], which was the Annihilation Abyss Realm boundary structure personally set up by Qin Yu. It was inscribed with extremely complex "Reverse Reflection Sealing Array Layer" and "Destiny Sequence Concealment Anchor".
She stared silently at the shimmering light, her voice low but carrying an unwavering coldness:
"Since he... is no longer at the Source of Epochless, all we can do now is to protect the boundaries and cycles he left behind."
"Although the Annihilation Abyss Epoch was protected by the Epoch Source Realm Wall, but—"
Her gaze turned slightly cold.
"If those old men from the True Word Extremity Hall really wanted to make a move, breaking the seal wouldn't be difficult at all."
"They were the ones who penned the preface to the Epoch Origin, and they are familiar with the writing format and the levels of the Fate Soul... If they have any doubts, they are very likely to tear open the entrance directly."
"The Returning Stone Clan is also making frequent moves, seemingly trying to find some kind of 'fragment of primitive script' beneath the layers of the Annihilation Abyss."
Upon hearing this, Tong Ning's eyes darkened slightly.
She slowly rose, gazing at the slowly rotating shadow of the Epochal Star Chart, and spoke:
"We can only hold our ground for now; we cannot show weakness."
"From this moment forward, all members of the Five Order Observers and Seven Domain Logicians under the Fate Authority Hall shall be transferred to the outskirts of the 'Annihilation Abyss Epoch'."
"At the same time—I will personally set up the 'Observation Ring Concealment Script Formation' to mark the Annihilation Abyss Epoch as 'observable but not deducible' in the main narrative logic."
"This is tantamount to temporarily isolating it from the main storyline of the Epoch."
Yan Xu was slightly surprised. "You want to use the [Silent Mystic Realm Book]'s permissions?"
Tong Ning nodded, her tone calm. "Since he bears the name of all through the Book of Fate Law, I should also shield him from this storm with the 'Origin Order Law Chapter'."
Her gaze was exceptionally clear at that moment, yet also incredibly profound:
"We don't need to contend with the unknown now, nor do we need to predict where it is."
"Just cherish everything he left behind."
"When he returns, a new era will begin."
Yan Xu gazed at her silently for a long time, then finally nodded gently. "Then we will wait for his return."
The two women who truly held the power of destiny made a silent vow in the Hall of Eternal Prosperity.
After that, the highest level of the [Annihilation Epoch Protection Protocol] was quietly activated throughout the entire Eternal Evolution Realm.
In that era, the man named "Qin Yu" was no longer present, but his era was protected by the strongest beings of two worlds through the order of their destinies.
No matter how many ups and downs the future holds, they will wait for him to return once more and finish the last stroke of his unfinished work.
Returning Consciousness Clan - No-Thought Corridor: This is the deepest part of the main hall of the Returning Consciousness Clan, an ancient clan most skilled in "soul consciousness observation" and "fate trajectory analysis" throughout the ages.
The endless gray Abyss Ring the No-Thought Corridor above the sky, with countless soul patterns engraved on the stone walls. Each one connects to the unwritten fates of hundreds of millions of years—they use this to observe the fluctuations of the Fate Soul throughout the entire era, and once a certain Fate Soul line shows abnormality, they can capture its trajectory.
But today, this group of beings who take "Contemplating Consciousness as the way" has fallen into an unprecedented state of panic.
"He... broke it."
The third Soul Elder of the Returning Consciousness Clan, Zhu Ming, suddenly changed his expression from calm to horror.
He gazed at the Mirror of Destiny before him, woven from the "Annihilation and Recall Patterns." The [Qin Yu] consciousness anchor point, which should have been stable and floating at its center, was now reduced to ashes and broken into pieces!
"W-What happened!?"
He shattered the spiritual runes beside him with a single palm strike, restarting the entire observation surface, but the Mirror Sea remained Emptiness.
There was no remnant of soul consciousness, no fluctuation of Fate Soul, and even the anchoring structure of the two characters "Qin Yu" could no longer be written.
It was as if this person had never existed within the Source of Epochless.
Zhu Ming suddenly stood up, his robes billowing with soul flames in the air, startling all the scholars and writers in the corridor who were holding knowledge.
Qin Yu has completely disappeared!
"All life trajectory observation chains have been broken! The Fate Soul's consciousness has been blocked! We can no longer track him!"
An elder of the Returning Consciousness Clan asked in a trembling voice, "Was he deliberately concealing it? Or has his destiny been disrupted?"
Zhu Ming slowly shook his head, gritting his teeth and saying in a deep voice:
It wasn't him.
"There is something—something that forcibly strips him from 'observable logic'."
"His existence has deviated from Epoch Origin's 'writing logic'."
Even if we use the [Triple Soul Observation Tower] in conjunction with the [Ethereal Consciousness Pattern Ring], we still cannot find any trace of him.
His voice grew increasingly cold, and finally, with a single palm strike, he extinguished the entire Soul Mirror completely.
"Report back to the clan chief immediately."
"The name of the destined one has been revealed, yet he has now disappeared from the records."
"The True Word Extremity Hall should know by now; we must act quickly—find him where he is!"
"Whether it's the Spirit-Constructing Jie Xu or... the higher-dimensional Dead Consciousness Remnant Realm, we must investigate!"
Just as the Returning Consciousness Clan's Soul Viewing Corridor was in turmoil, in the deeper and more mysterious Dark Domain of Source of Epochless, a group of Black Consciousness Observers who had been silent for many years and had never been involved in the world were slowly awakening.
They do not belong to any temple or clan, nor are they included in any major annals, but since ancient times they have been hidden in the dark observation zone behind the annals of destiny, specializing in detecting the trajectories of those who "should not exist" and those whose "destiny has become alienated".
At this moment, in a certain void dead layer of the Source of Epochless, a "Black Mist Soul Artifact" immersed in the Fate Abyss trembled slightly, and then silently cracked open.
Three blurry figures slowly emerged from it; their eyes seemed Does Not Exist, yet they could see through the traces of all things in the darkness.
One of the ancient figures, clad in black soul armor with draped curtains, whispered:
"He broke it."
" With the Fate Soul gone and consciousness extinguished, the writer can no longer continue writing."
"This couldn't possibly be natural extinction."
"It has the power... to isolate the narrative logic of the era."
Another whisperer, known as the "Voice Carver," slowly unlocked the long-closed language-building imprint:
"The Soul Cavern Dense Forest... is the source of the last disturbance."
"From that point on, his existence ceased to appear in any [Higher-Order Fate-Cause Spectrum]."
"The account of that place has been rewritten."
The last one, an observer draped in a mottled robe of life-scales, spoke in a voice as clear as a bell:
"The True Word Extremity Hall, the Returning Consciousness Clan, and the Eternal Evolution Realm have all begun to take action."
"And we—should take the lead."
"The name of the destined master first appeared, but then disappeared during the reign of Emperor Ji."
"If he is dead, then clean up all his remnants."
"If he weren't dead..."
"Then we must find his final resting place and write his last words before his return."
The three figures dispersed into the dark currents of the Fate Abyss, reintegrating into the most hidden Fate Domain structure of the Source of Epochless.
They have no names and never reveal themselves, but when they do move, it means:
--This person's fate will be deemed by the Source of the Epoch as one capable of overturning the order of the era.