The gray sky seemed to be torn apart by a death curse, and with a cracking sound, the very fabric of the world's destiny was peeling away. The dark old man forcibly ignited his cursed spiritual core, and his soul consciousness disintegrated into ten thousand "death curse formulas," which scattered like ribbons across the entire Annihilated Night Church.
"You think... that just because you broke my first spell, you can escape this second karmic incineration seal?"
He tilted his head back and chuckled softly, his voice seemingly swallowed by the ashes rising from the dead. The entire church began to collapse the moment his words fell!
Countless deep black soul incantations formed seven layers of locks, with the church as the core, crushing the spatial logic layer by layer, trapping Qin Yu and Yao Zhiyan in a "causal death field".
That is--
"The Soul Prison of Martyrs"
At this moment, the air was filled with annihilation runes, and each soul incantation pierced straight into the sea of consciousness and the root of Fate-Cause. If Yao Zhiyan had not possessed the core of the sound array, she would have been annihilated in both body and soul.
The old man's soul image also completely shattered, transforming into a torrent of cursed runes that swept towards Qin Yu —not as an attack, but as a logical obliteration that "forcibly inscribed his fate into the chapter of martyrdom"!
But Qin Yu did not move at that moment.
He stood silently in the void, his expression unchanged. From the depths of his consciousness, light descended.
A page of the illusory seal of destiny slowly unfolded from his right palm, like a swirling star, the inscription spontaneously combusting.
With a flick of his fingertip, that move was activated:
[Fate Cause Master Seal] -- Destiny Seal - The World Enforcement.
Heaven and earth fell silent, and time froze.
The instant this move landed, the entire seven-fold soul spell structure seemed to be fixed in place by some kind of logical "origin"!
That's not about preventing or weakening it, but about separating its constitutive power from the logic of writing itself!
The aura of destiny, like a circle of extinguished white starlight, pierced through all the spiritual components of the church, anchoring the rules of this place.
All that could be seen was the dark old man unleashing his spells—
Every thread of soul incantation, every chain of cause and effect, every inscription, and every drop of death intent, under the cover of the "World Enforcement," were "redefined" as invalid life trajectories!
Qin Yu slowly closed the life seal in his hand, muttering:
"You use incantations to write the course of fate, I use the source core to redefine this realm. You curse me to perish, I write that you shall never live."
The life seal was firmly set, and the silver light pierced into the Fate Soul Nucleus!
In an instant, the old man in darkness froze, his entire body like a "draft before it was rewritten"—from his soul to his physical body, it crumbled and was erased bit by bit!
Boom!!!
In the silent echo of Fate-Cause, he vanished completely. The spell was not completed, and his fate had been rewritten.
Qin Yu slowly withdrew his palm, and the illusory seal of destiny returned to his sea of consciousness, as if it had never existed in the world, leaving only a faint white light that still illuminated the dilapidated church.
At this moment, all seven causal locks shattered, and the entire Annihilated Night Church fell into chaos under this attack, leaving only a golden staircase leading to the bottom of the Star Abyss, which slowly emerged.
Yao Zhiyan approached softly. "Senior brother... which move did you just use?"
Qin Yu responded calmly:
"Life Seal, World Enforcement Core - He no longer has the authority to write."
As the runes shattered and the sound waves echoed, the last remaining sealing array within the Annihilated Night Church failed.
The dark old man's body began to disintegrate, his life runes peeling away piece by piece, like tattered scriptures burning out in the wind. His soul had been completely Annihilation, with only a last glimmer of light whispering in the void, like a final farewell:
"... You have written my death... but can you... write your own destiny...?"
He finally Annihilation.
As the old man in darkness completely vanished, all the seals, soul-binding spells, and eerie ritualistic auras within the church disintegrated. At that moment, the entire church seemed to loosen the ropes of "forgetting."
At the deepest part of the altar, the never-before-opened Annihilation Stone Gate slowly opened, revealing a mottled and cold staircase passage before Qin Yu and his companion.
Yao Zhiyan's gaze narrowed slightly. "It seems that the true core of the entire church is hidden inside?"
Qin Yu nodded slightly, the Book of Fate Law floating silently on his back, the Source-Extinguishing Divine Sword slowly transforming into light and entering his soul. He took a step forward and said calmly:
"Let's go—let's see what they've buried."
--
The two slowly stepped onto the golden staircase, their footsteps echoing in the deathly dark passage. As they descended, the space gradually took on a state of "reversed writing"—
The stone wall is no longer ancient, but has become new and clear, even faintly flowing with the patterns of cause and effect. Those words were not carved, but grew naturally.
Azure Ring whispered in Qin Yu's mind:
"These words... are neither carvings nor seals; this is a space 'self-created by Fate-Cause.' Only a divine consciousness truly acknowledged by cause and effect can enter here."
Finally, at the end of the passage, a dark golden circular gate stood before them.
Six golden seal characters were prominently engraved on the door.
[Martyrdom, Recognition Annihilation, Eternal Collection].
Yao Zhiyan said softly, "This... is not the name of a church, this is a 'Fate Soul Treasury'... perhaps a fragment of a space that once recorded the history of the Dawn Soul God Clan..."
Just then, the gate to the monument slowly opened.
Inside was a completely different sanctuary from the dark and desolate one above. It was a [Silent Soul Book Realm] that seemed to float in the void.
Countless pages, like petals of a galaxy, floated slowly in the air, whispering among the dead and echoing with fragments of karma from bygone eras. In the center of the hall, a semi-transparent stone tablet of soul jade sat quietly.
The stele bears only one line of inscription:
"God Clan once existed in this realm, named Xi Hun;"
Zeng Zhenwanshu was destroyed over a hundred years;
Ultimately, he was sealed away by the Abyss of Annihilation Abyss, his name and destiny stripped away.
Yao Zhiyan's expression grew increasingly grave. She stared at the floating tattered pages and whispered, "This church... it doesn't belong to Source of Epochless. Instead, it was brought here by the Logic of Annihilation Origin after the destruction of the Dawn Soul God Clan, to seal their remaining Fate Soul imprints."
Qin Yu remained silent for a moment, then took out the Book of Fate Law and lightly cast a stroke into the air—
"Record this place: Annihilated Night Church - Fragment of the Dawn Soul."
As the stroke was written, bursts of light suddenly appeared throughout the hall, and the inscriptions on the stele, as if granted permission, slowly shattered, turned into light, and dissipated.
At this moment, the causal logic and past blockades of this church were completely severed.
All incantations, all the dead, all untold stories, all fell into utter silence.
A few dozen breaths later, the entire church suddenly seemed as if the pages of a book of logic had been turned, and a strange light, woven from the Cause Splitting and effect and the remnants of fate, suddenly rose from the heart of the staircase!
The light was not intense, yet it seemed to penetrate the very lifeblood of the Source of Epochless. Each ray was like a fragment of a chapter that had been written and then obliterated, forcibly pieced together and then instantly torn apart.
"Senior Brother Mo, this light is strange..." Yao Zhiyan had just spoken when the surrounding space seemed to shatter like a canvas, and all sound vanished.
Boom!!!
In the next instant, the beam of light leaped up from the bottom of the stairs like a line of lightning, completely enveloping Qin Yu and Yao Zhiyan!
Qin Yu's sea of consciousness trembled violently, and even the Book of Fate Law shook in an instant. Azure Ring's physical body also trembled slightly in her sea of consciousness, but she did not stop it.
Yao Zhiyan exclaimed in surprise, "Mo--"
Before the words were spoken, the entire church suddenly exploded and shattered.
The void unfolded like a torn scroll, and Qin Yu and Yao Zhiyan's figures were completely swallowed up by the "Fate Book's Rift Light," then together—disappeared beyond the Ultimate pages of the Annihilation Night!
In the original spot, only the fragments of the gilded staircase remained, silently turning over and returning to Ji Ran.
The void is silent, the heavens are asleep.
After the annihilating light tore through the church, Qin Yu and Yao Zhiyan were teleported to a deeper rift in the Star Abyss Forecourt. This time, they stepped into an unknown Illusory Abyss in the bottom of the Star Abyss, a place few could reach: the Downstream Illusory River - Star Trace Dead Domain.
The moment her foot touched the ground, Azure Ring sank into her sea of consciousness, falling silent, as if suppressed by some ancient logic.
The world before them was as dark as ink, and the starlight was not a natural shower, but rather the remnants of Annihilation Star seeping out from the deep void.
The place where they stood was a broken river that seemed to have sunk to the bottom of the underworld.
The entire river has long since dried up, yet its remains still maintain the logical form of "flowing water":
Dozens of metallicized bone veins crisscrossed the ground like an assembly line, resembling the blood vessels of a corpse dissected by some ancient god.
On the ground, starlight fragments floated without falling, each ray of starlight embedded with runes—logic fragments from the remnant soul of the Epoch Origin, annihilated millions of years ago.
Around:
The massive, broken stone pillars tilted and collapsed, like fallen Fate Soul monuments, embedding themselves in the gray, lifeless earth;
In the distance, the Milky Way hangs down, shaped like a waterfall, but it is not water; it is a fleeting, dreamlike ash.
Shadows occasionally flitted across the void; these shadows seemed to have existed before, yet never left any trace.
From beneath the entire earth, a faint, sharp cry, like that of an infant, could be heard, so low it was almost inaudible, yet enough to make Fate Soul tremble.
Yao Zhiyan exclaimed in a low voice, "Senior Brother Mo... is this still the Star Abyss Forecourt? But why can't I even sense cause and effect anymore?"
Qin Yu looked around, his expression grave. "This should be a remnant of a sealed realm from the bottom level of the Star Abyss Forecourt... a fragment of a page not fully written by the destiny trajectory. The flow of logic is broken, and the timeline is out of control."
He stared ahead—
A dilapidated, ashen staircase seemed to lead to a deeper river of illusions, and at its end stood an ancient temple half-buried in the sand, with only a tilted divine door visible, upon which were inscribed broken characters: "Narrative·Soul·Sealing·Space".
The wind blows, and the lingering soul whispers.
"If not destined... then leave..."
Suddenly, a streak of starlight flowed past beneath their feet, as if it were some kind of test, or perhaps a warning from their Fate Soul.
Qin Yu's gaze sharpened, and he said in a low voice, "Let's go... There's no turning back; we can only go deeper."
Stepping into the broken, annihilated riverbed, they approached step by step the sealed edge of the unknown ancient palace.
Unbeknownst to them, at the top of the distant Star Abyss, a previously unopened page of destiny slowly rose, as if beginning a true echo of a sinking fate.
Beneath the broken river, piled high with stardust and annihilated bones, Qin Yu and Yao Zhiyan walked slowly forward. With each step they took, a faint ring of starlight would appear beneath their feet, only to be swallowed up by the winds of annihilation.
After walking several hundred feet, the swirling mist ahead began to flow violently, as if a colossal entity was forcibly compressing space, causing heavy, heart-pounding roars.
Yao Zhiyan trembled and whispered, "Senior Brother Mo... listen..."
--Boom... Boom... Boom...
The sound was like a heartbeat, but it wasn't the sound of a living being; rather, it was the rhythmic echo of some sealed entity dragging its mangled body. The next instant, a huge, distorted shadow emerged from the annihilation mist!
They saw it--
Ahead, a giant "Soul Coffin War Chariot" slowly drove out.
It stands about a hundred feet tall, constructed entirely of annihilated iron and soul bones. Its outer shell is covered in rust and inscribed with the long-damaged seal of the Fate Soul. Countless chains are wrapped around the entire chariot, resembling an altar for some cruel sacrifice.
But what's even more awe-inspiring are the "creatures" towing the tanks.
That was not some common race, but a colossal "Sealed Servitor Construct Spirit" whose body had been completely transformed and inscribed with incantations and soul nails:
Its body was shaped like a hill, with a huge metal skeleton embedded in its shoulders;
His entire back was riddled with soul nails, and each vertebra was locked with a soul-infused chain, which was tearing forward frantically.
The facial features had long been stripped away, leaving only an empty "sacrificial face" inscribed with: "The Weeping of the Sealer";
Its limbs were as thick as pillars, with broken Fate Soul chains still hanging from the joints, blood and ash mixed together;
It uttered no cries of pain, as if it had long since lost consciousness, leaving only the "dragging logic" of being forcibly executed by command.
With each step it took, the floating bones on the ground shattered, and the "black gold coffin" on the Soul Coffin War Chariot trembled like a chariot of death.
The entire scene, like a lingering shadow of fate abandoned by an era of annihilation, is forcibly pulled back into the world.
Yao Zhiyan's face paled slightly, and she whispered, "What... what is this being? Is it... imprisoned?"
Qin Yu slowly raised the Book of Fate Law, a cold glint in his eyes. "No, it's neither a living being nor a complete dead being."
He pointed to the coffin lid of the hearse.
Within the sealed crack of the coffin, a Soul Annihilation Eye could be faintly seen watching them!
"This is... a forgotten remnant of a great spirit's will... it is... 'searching for someone to inherit its legacy'."
Beneath the seal of the Star Abyss Forecourt, the true fragments of obliterated history are gradually approaching Qin Yu...