The night was as dark as ink, and the starlight as fine as silk.
Qin Yu and Yao Zhiyan arrived at a culvert in the Western Territory of the Star Abyss Forecourt. The terrain here was layered and intertwined, and the surrounding area was full of broken rocks and walls scorched by the Annihilation Fire. However, the cave unexpectedly preserved a natural shelter from the wind.
The two sat quietly by the fire, a gentle flame condensed by Yao Zhiyan using the power of music. The firelight was like a lotus, a deep blue tinged with faint starlight, illuminating their robes stained with dust and blood, and also illuminating a corner of tranquility on their journey through this other world.
Beyond the cave walls lies the unfathomable Black Wind Abyss, a rift that seems to devour all language and memory.
Inside the cave, only the occasional soft sounds caused by the flickering firelight could be heard.
After a long while, Yao Zhiyan sighed softly, her voice low and gentle, as if afraid to disturb this desolate place:
"Senior Brother Mo..."
She gazed towards the cave entrance, the distant starlight reflecting the tear tracks remaining in the corners of her eyes, and whispered:
"Don't you think... that this Star Abyss Forecourt was originally such a perfect paradise...?"
"We've seen the shadow of Star Radiance Village, the remnants of the Star Tree Lantern, and the lingering echoes of the villagers' souls. It was a truly peaceful world..."
She lowered her head, her fingers gently plucking the strings on her knee, the flickering shadows of starlight trembling in her eyes.
But now... only annihilation and slaughter remain.
"Star Abyss is no longer a place to return to."
The firelight illuminated Qin Yu's profile; his expression was as calm as Silent Stone, yet his eyes held a deep well of emotion. He did not respond immediately, but simply watched the blue flame burn silently.
Within the flames, it seemed as if countless stars were reflected and burned away.
After a moment, he responded calmly:
"Don't overthink it."
"Star Abyss is in this state now, and it's irreversible."
He turned to look at her, his gaze gentle yet firm as iron.
We have to continue our journey tomorrow morning.
"The path back... may have long been completely sealed off by that monstrous beast— Fate-Annihilating Heaven-Sealer."
"And our only way—"
He slowly raised his right hand, and a faint glow of the soul pen appeared at his fingertips. It was the spirit pen mark of the [Book of Fate Law], reflecting the light of the pen tip in the night, like a light blade engraving destiny.
"It's about finding it."
"Then it."
"--From this world."
"Delete completely."
His voice wasn't loud, but the moment those four words fell, the entire culvert seemed to be enveloped by a force that shook the very heavens. Flames roared without wind, soul fire trembled slightly, and circles of transparent shockwaves echoed through the cave walls.
Yao Zhiyan gazed at him, nodded slightly, and said nothing more.
She knew that Mo Chen had already made up his mind.
Every step from here on will be a battle against a writing enemy that fate has already deemed "invincible."
She slowly approached Qin Yu and sat beside him. The starlight cast long shadows of them, like two swords and sonic beams walking side by side at the abyss of fate.
Beyond the Star Abyss, the night grew even deeper.
In the deepest part of the distant void, a page of soul energy is slowly turning.
The remaining characters burn like fire, for destiny is about to unfold.
The next day.
The starlight had not yet faded, and the night had not yet ended. Qin Yu and Yao Zhiyan traversed the desolate wasteland strewn with broken walls and remnants of souls, heading deeper into the Star Abyss Forecourt. At this moment, the ground beneath their feet could no longer be defined by ordinary space.
This is the "Dark Domain Threshold" in the Epoch Origin structure.
The sky vanished completely, devoid of stars and sun, devoid of celestial discs. Above, the chaotic winds of the Soul Realm churned and shifted, as if the entire world were shrouded in a thick black curtain—a curtain that was not shadow itself, but a night of annihilation logic.
This is not a natural night, nor a product of the day-night cycle, but a "perpetual night" in a logical sense.
The place where they stood was a boundless, desolate continent, the ground composed of rock as black as night iron, covered with twisted Soul Stele and broken chains of cause and effect, like the last imprints left by the life traces of beings that once existed but were erased.
In the distance, a massive void appeared, like an invisible claw tearing the earth open, forming the Soul Rend Abyss; above the horizon, beams of light, twisted like nightmares, shot from the ground into the sky, reflecting the rhythm of the entire world trembling gently like the breath of an abyss.
This is the Annihilation Night Domain.
A dead zone where the light never shines and where writing is forbidden.
Walking here, it feels as if even one's own thoughts are being swallowed up; whispers faintly reach one's ears, not words, but rather disturbances like "logical self-talk":
--"Who are you?"
"You never existed."
--"Please hand over your 'place of refuge'."
Yao Zhiyan followed closely behind Qin Yu, holding the Spirit Sound Scepter, her divine sense extending outwards, clearly having sensed the abnormality of the place. Her pupils contracted slightly as she gazed at the night vortex suspended in the air like a rift, and whispered:
"Senior Brother Mo, this place... doesn't seem to have formed naturally."
Qin Yu gazed intently at it and nodded.
The Book of Fate Law in his hand trembled slightly, its pages turning automatically, revealing three pages before him, all of which displayed—
[Error Log]
[Destiny trajectory not set]
[This place is a world sub-logic entity that has been erased.]
Qin Yu spoke softly:
"This place once existed."
"But being completely written into the 'unarchivable' page by the Fate-Annihilating Heaven-Sealer, the essence of the entire region was reduced to a logical wasteland."
"All traces of life, spatial dimensions, and timelines have been deleted at a page-tearing level."
"The very existence of this place is a miracle that defies the laws of fate."
Yao Zhiyan murmured softly:
Even the Book of Fate Law... cannot record this place.
"Then we..."
Qin Yu turned around, his gaze serene, yet possessing a profound resolve that only grew stronger with the night.
That's precisely why we need to go inside.
He took a slow step, the Source-Extinguishing Divine Sword humming softly behind him, while the Azure Ring in his sea of consciousness glowed faintly, providing a layer of stable mental protection without uttering a sound.
Their figures gradually disappeared into the swirling depths of the night.
On the pitch-black sky, as black as ink on a page, a barely perceptible silver line suddenly swept across, like the brushstroke of fate's will, secretly drawing a new beginning in this "unwriteable land."
The night remains, the starry sky as black as ink.
Qin Yu and Yao Zhiyan continued their journey through this "abandoned world of the earth's crust after the rupture of the logic of annihilation." The winds of annihilation, carrying dead souls and illusory voices, filled their robes, but brought no chill, only a deep illusion of "the body being gradually stripped away."
Ahead, the fog gradually dissipated.
A strange silhouette appeared at the edge of the field of vision.
It was a church, abandoned, broken, and silent.
But it was unusually tall, as if it didn't belong to this world.
The entire church is constructed of black gold soulstone, its surface covered with countless shattered inscriptions and martyrdom prayers. These inscriptions constantly self-destruct and reassemble, like the lingering echoes of faith that were never truly finished. The roof has long since collapsed, and the bell tower is askew, swaying slightly in the veil of darkness, like a contemplative figure on the verge of collapse.
Huge "memory erosion marks" have appeared on the ground around the church—scars left by time.
And just as the two approached within ten miles—
Boom!
A violently vibrating black soul sound wave suddenly erupted above the main entrance of the entire church, like an alarm bell resounding through the souls of Fate Soul beings. It swept outwards with an invisible force of repulsion, as if to prevent anyone who approached from being drawn into some irreversible causal loop.
Within the sound waves, an aged, weary yet undeniably authoritative voice seemed to rip through the ends of time and space, roaring:
"Don't come any closer...!!"
"Leave this place...!"
"Quick!!!"
The voice wasn't a transmission of Spiritual Sense, but rather the last echo of a lingering trace of Fate-Cause, carrying a despair that sent shivers down one's spine.
--It's as if someone who once stepped into this place, at the moment their "destiny was written to end," sealed their last memory of life into the church, repeatedly warning everyone who tries to approach.
Yao Zhiyan's expression changed instantly, and she abruptly stopped in her tracks.
"Senior Brother Mo..."
A hint of unease flickered in her eyes. "This voice... it's like a fragment of consciousness that hasn't completely dissipated after the logic of existence was severed by the Fate-Annihilating Heaven-Sealer... It's like a forced warning to us that there's a structure ahead from which there's no turning back."
Qin Yu's gaze darkened slightly, his fingers lightly tapping the cover of the [Book of Fate Law]. His Fate Soul trembled, and his spiritual energy sank into the depths of his illusory consciousness.
"This sound is not an illusion."
"It is true—but not the current truth."
"It comes from the 'unwritten page'."
"In other words... we are about to step into a space where the ending has been 'written' in advance by the Annihilation Beast."
"If we enter, it's tantamount to following the cause and effect it has set up, heading towards the 'preordained dead end' in the book."
He slowly drew the [Source-Extinguishing Divine Sword] from his back. The sword light hummed in the annihilation night, its radiance like a blade piercing the sky, cutting open the sealed pages of fate.
Holding the Scepter of Music, Yao Zhiyan watched as the Soul Flame of Music slowly rotated in her palm. Her gaze was fixed firmly on the church ahead, and in the firelight, her eyes blazed like fallen stars.
"Since the ending has already been written--"
"Then... let's tear it to pieces."
The two stood side by side, stepping onto the boundary of the orbit on which their destinies were about to turn a new page.
The night surges, and fate's path is shrouded in darkness.
Qin Yu and Yao Zhiyan slowly stepped across the ten-mile boundary that sealed off the church. The moment their feet touched the ground, the entire world seemed to plunge into a silent black curtain. The church before them was no longer a dilapidated ruin, but in an instant, it transformed into the manifestation of another layer of logical structure—
"The Structure of Fate: A Space for Self-Ignition and Pen Sealing"
Rings of light emerged from the foundation of the church. It was not the flow of spiritual energy, but rather the activation of the seventh-order causal chain written by Fate-Annihilating Heaven-Sealer. Each inscription seemed to be the handwriting of the unwriteable, reappearing in the starlight!
The place where they stood was no longer the ground, but a fragment of a chapter suspended high in the void!
This page layout is named as follows:
[Fragments of the Dawn Soul: The Page of Oblivion]
Logic Level: Lost Level - Spontaneous Combustion Causal Setting
Status: Pre-written, Incomplete, with automatic closing mechanism
Danger Level: Extreme (Erosion of Spiritual Sense, self-destruction of the soul's essence, burning of the life core)
The surrounding scenery has completely changed.
The Annihilated Night Church transformed into a sealed palace composed of thousands of broken soul pens. Each pen floated in the void, its tip burning with scorching golden flames, silently hovering around Qin Yu and Yao Zhiyan, like "Adjudicator yet to put pen to paper."
Suddenly, the sound of sealing bells rang out in the arena, accompanied by a sealing seal made of annihilated gold soul mist, which hung above the church and slowly unfolded seven layers.
--This is the first lock of the [Martyrdom Logic Sealing Array].
[First Ring - Forget Cause and Seal the Brush]
Logical setting: The "logical reason" for any person entering this place will be forcibly deleted. If they cannot prove "why they came," their soul will automatically burn, and their fate will be severed.
In an instant--
A chain of burning souls cleaved down from the void, heading straight for the depths of their souls.
Yao Zhiyan exclaimed, "This... is a logic-level soul-summoning?"
Qin Yu remained expressionless as the Book of Fate Law slowly unfolded in his palm, revealing a page gleaming with light.
He spoke in a cold voice, each word like an esoteric script:
"I, Qin Yu, step into this place."
"Not for seeking secrets, not for greed, not for survival."
"--To delete a stroke, to change a page."
"To find a way to rewrite the destinies of those millions of wronged souls."
Buzz!!!
Within that sealed formation, the first soul lock suddenly shattered, as if its authority had been forcibly stripped away by an "irrefutable causal reason," and a soul pen fell from the void, extinguishing completely!
And Yao Zhiyan also murmured:
"I, Yao Zhiyan, have entered this palace."
"Because of the wish of the remnant soul of the star, and because I saw that the annihilation fire would not be extinguished."
"I wish to compose a verse for the soul of the stars, and play a melody of peaceful return."
The second Soul Brush burned out.
Both of them stabilized their consciousness and successfully resisted the logical suppression of [First Ring - Forget Cause and Seal the Brush].
The sealing array continued to fluctuate, and more inscribed light locks continuously sprang up around the church, as if the pages of the seven heavenly laws were gradually opening, intending to completely enshrine the two of them into the sealed dead end.
Qin Yu said in a low voice:
"Martyrdom Logic... Seventh Order, First Ring"
"Each link is a page in the book of 'the path to death'."
"We can only—by using the principle of deciphering—reclaim our Fate Authority page by page."
Yao Zhiyan nodded with a focused gaze, the musical scepter hummed softly, and the sound of starlight surrounded her.